Author's Note: Warning, this chapter contains explicit sexual content.

Chapter 57

"I want a milkshake!" Nora exclaimed. "A jumbo one!" She, Ren and Jaune had met Yang and Pyrrha at a cafe. It was a little after noon, and following their meal, they would all head the the Valkyrie apartment for a good, old fashioned orgy.

"Nora, that's a terrible idea." Jaune warned.

"But I want it." Nora whined.

"Well, I don't want it all over me later." Yang chuckled. "You never did well with dairy and repetitive motion."

"Fine." Nora pouted. "I'll just have a chicken sandwich and a soda."

"Better." Ren smiled. "I'll order for us. What would the rest of you like?"

After taking everyone's order, Ren got up and headed to the counter to procure the desired food. Their meals were all light but packed with energy, the sort of meals they would eat before a serious workout. It was fitting, given that such a workout was exactly what they were about to get. True to form, Yang and Nora were clearly eager, bursting with energy. Ren was relieved to see Nora so lively, breaking through the lethargy of pregnancy. Pyrrha was quiet, but all smiles, probably hiding some nerves. Jaune was not hiding his nerves, clearly anxious about his upcoming performance. When he spoke his voice wobbled, even as Yang, Ren and Nora offered praise and encouragement.

Just as they were finishing their meal, Jaune's scroll rang. He hastily answered it. "Hey Summer." He paused as Summer spoke. "Uh huh...uh huh...alright...I'll be right over." He heaved a sigh of relief as he hung up. "Summer needs me to come over and mow her lawns." Nora and Yang looked at one another, then at Jaune, goofy grins spreading across their faces. "Yardwork!" Jaune quickly corrected. "God, does everything have to be sex with you two? She wants me to trim the grass, clear the leaves, and generally tidy up one last time before winter. Apparently she's worried about the shed's roof too, so I might have to do some repairs."

"It could probably wait until after our sexcapades." Nora suggested. "I'm sure Mama Rose will understand."

"No, I shouldn't make her wait." Jaune shook his head. "I'll take a rain check on the orgy."

"I probably won't be able to get Pyrrha to agree to this ever again." Yang warned.

"That's alright." Jaune waved her off. "You guys have fun."

"Oh Jaune…" Nora sighed. A grin flashed across her face and she licked her lips. "We'll make it up to you."

"It's certainly been some time." Pyrrha noted. "I'm surprised at the lack of stuffed animals." She admired the interior of the Valkyries' bedroom, Yang alongside her as Nora and Ren looked on from behind. During their prior relationships, Nora had spent much of her time with Yang, basically living in Summer's home. Pyrrha could not say the same about her time with Ren, but found herself in Ren's bedroom often enough. Her parents had been extremely supportive of their relationship, fervently so, hence their ire at the breakup. Pyrrha shook the subject from her mind while she still could.

"Renny and I agreed my army should have their own room, and their own bed." Nora explained.

"Not to mention Jaune found their stares unnerving." Ren added. "Performance anxiety, you see."

Pyrrha hummed and Yang snorted. "The last thing he should have is performance anxiety. I mean, he's no porn star, but he's pretty damn good. Just needs more confidence."

"I keep one little gal in here though." Nora said.

Yang turned to see Nora hugging a purple stuffed dragon. It's cloth skin was pale with age and love, and one of its yellow and red wings was evidently sown after splitting. Yang's eyes grew misty, and she stepped closer to cup the toy's head. "You kept Chai…"

"'Course I did." Nora smiled. "She'll always be my favorite."

Pyrrha sat on the bed, watching Yang and Nora share their moment with a smile. Part of her felt like she should be jealous, but all she had to do was look at Ren, leaning against the doorway, watching them with his own gentle grin, to silence that thought. "Well, shall we...begin?"

Nora and Yang snapped out of their bubble. Nora giggled. "This is happening!" Pyrrha blushed, then Nora rushed over and pulled her into a kiss. "Mmm, blueberry!"

Nora left Pyrrha shellshocked to jump backwards onto the bed. Yang looked on the verge of laughter as she and Ren moved to join them. "Aw, her first kiss." Yang smirked.

"She certainly takes the breath away." Ren chuckled.

Pyrrha laughed breathlessly. Ren crawled onto the bed, Pyrrha shifting back alongside him, until they all lay on the numerous pillows up against the wall. For a moment they relaxed there together. "So...what now?"

"Well, I already started things off with a kiss, for good luck!" Nora cheered.

"What do you want to do Pyrrha?" Yang asked.

"I...uh...I-I want to stop feeling so nervous." Pyrrha struggled.

Ren laid a hand on Pyrrha's thigh. "If it's too much, if you're not ready, we don't have to continue."

"Yeah, we can always stop and relax." Yang spoke from beside Nora, who still clutched the dragon plushie.

"Order pizza, watch a movie." Nora suggested.

Pyrrha felt a surge of affection. Their consideration and worry for her comfort at the expense of their own desires made her feel stronger. Her friends, her family, her lovers...she took hold of that affection, and ran with it. "I want...to have sex, today, right now!" She swung her leg over Ren's legs, straddling him.

"That's the spirit!" Yang encouraged. "Might wanna' take off your jeans first though."

"Oh, yes, of course." Pyrrha blushed. "Sorry Ren."

Nora placed Chai on the beside table where she would be safe. She began struggling with her underwear, hitching her dress over the growing swell of her belly. Pyrrha chuckled and climbed off of Ren, standing beside the bed to shimmy out of her jeans. When she kicked them away she looked up to find Ren sitting on the edge of the bed, freshly shirtless.

Oh, oh there it was. That's what she needed.

"Long time no see?" Ren joked.

"Huah?" Pyrrha spluttered. "Oh, yes, no, long time...you've been working out."

Ren laughed, unbuckling his belt. "Only a little. I have to keep up with this one." He tilted his head backward.

Behind Ren, Nora had removed her underwear and had paused with her hand on the hem of her dress, whispering to Yang. "The gals aren't what they used to be."

"I'll love 'em all the same babe." Yang assured her. For a moment Nora looked like she was going to squeal, or cry, or both. Then she pulled the dress over her head and unclipped her bra, tossing the garments away. Yang had already stripped down to her lingerie, lacy black and bulging with her bountiful bust. Nora still could not help but feel intensely self-conscious, her breasts swollen, sensitive and more than a little sore. "See, all of you is beautiful." Yang took Nora's hands in her own, the robotic one ever so slightly cold to the touch.

"I feel so big and slow...Ren and Jaune tell me I'm beautiful...but sometimes I just feel so ugly." Nora admitted.

"You'll never be ugly to us." Yang smiled. "We love you, and sure, you're a little fluffy, you've gotta' eat for two now, and honestly...don't tell anyone...but I think it's really hot."

"Really?" Nora asked.

Yang grinned, leaning in to kiss her gently, fixing her with a lusty gaze. "You're gonna' be a mommy. You're making a new life. You're so full of new curves. These boobs look so delicious, and this belly, mmmm…" Shifting down, Yang looked up into Nora's lidded eyes as she began peppering kisses on the swollen bump, grinning as Nora's face flushed.

"Yang…" Nora whimpered.

"Hmm?" Yang hummed.

"God I love you." Nora declared.

Yang's breath hitched. She knew Nora's feelings had likely faded as little as her own, but hearing her say it out loud still struck her heart deeply. "I love you too...and I can't wait to love this little one like she's mine!" She blew a raspberry on the bump.

Nora squealed. "You're evil!"

"Muahahaha!" Yang laughed.

Pyrrha watched Nora swat Yang over the head from her current position, straddling Ren, breathless from making out. She was painfully aware of the firm pressure between her legs as Ren trailed kisses along her neck, she could not resist grinding against it. "Hah...having fun over there?"

Yang's head popped up from behind Nora's bump to grin maniacally at her. "You're one to talk, getting busy already?"

"Just some...light forepla-ooph!" Ren suddenly lay back, taking Pyrrha with him. She briefly collapsed before pushing herself up. Ren smirked up at her.

"Cowgirl huh?" Nora smirked. She turned around, bare chest exposed. "I'm a doggy style gal myself."

Pyrrha flushed, then cringed. "Oh, oh no. I have terrible balance. Missionary for me. Less risky, heh."

"Pyr, sweetie, look at me." Yang advised. "Deep breaths."

Pyrrha obeyed, taking several slow breaths, only barely calming her raging heart. Ren massaged her thighs, running his gentle hands across her bare skin, impossibly soft, yet firm. "I'm fine. This is just...exciting."

"Looks like you're not the only one who's...excited." Yang waggled her eyebrows, looking down at Ren.

Ren smirked. "Forget about me?" The pressure between Pyrrha's legs seemed all the firmer.

Pyrrha giggled and slapped him playfully on the chest. "Hard not to...wa-"

"Ah, that was a pun!" Yang cheered.

"Oh my God, you've really rubbed off on her-hah!" Nora gasped.

Pyrrha laughed as Yang's hand suddenly buried itself between Nora's legs. "Speaking of rubbing."

"Come on you two, there's way too much clothing going on." Yang complained. "I want a show!"

"Nngh, yeah, come on Renny, this orgy needs more or-gasmsohgod!" Nora's back arched as a faint buzzing filled the room. Yang dropped her scroll beside the bed and wrapped her free arm beneath Nora, gently cupping her breast. She looked Pyrrha in the eye as she planted a kiss on Nora's shoulder and winked.

Pyrrha grinned, looking back to Ren. "Well, when they put it like that…"

"It would be rude not to oblige them." Ren grinned back. Pyrrha soon found herself laying on the pillows, limbs wrapped around her former and now current lover as they shared another passionate kiss. His hands ran down her body to the hem of her shirt, before falling to her panties, fingers running over the red and gold lace. "I remember these."

"I bet you do." Pyrrha smirked.

"Pity they have to go." Ren smiled.

"Quite." Pyrrha said. Kissing her once more, Ren pulled back, grasping the delicate garment and pulling it down. Pyrrha lifted her legs to slip them off. Half bare, Ren between her legs, Pyrrha felt nostalgic, and aroused, intensely aroused...then he removed his underwear.

"Oh my God!" Yang gasped, gaping at the sight before her. To her credit, she did not cease her ministrations, leaving Nora twitching and whimpering in her arms. "It's like, ten inches!"

"Mngnine and a half!" Nora corrected.

"She insists on measuring it monthly." Ren explained.

"It's grown." Pyrrha observed.

"So have you." Ren praised.

"Hmm, not that you can tell...yet." Pyrrha grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it upward over her head before tossing it aside. When she lifted herself up to undo her bra, Ren swiftly leaned in to kiss her, reaching behind to do it himself. The garment pulled free easily, and Pyrrha barely had time to draw breath before his lips were on her chest. She whimpered as his tongue ran across the stiffened peaks, sending jolts of pleasure through her being, and moaned when she felt his length press against her lower lips, slowly rocking back and forth. Her fingers tangled themselves in his hair as she bucked against him, and began to reminisce, of the times the mood would strike her, and Ren would oblige, no matter the circumstances. "Ren." She moaned.

Ren chuckled as he trailed kisses from one breast to the other, lavishing them with attention. He always enjoyed this, coaxing little utterances of pleasure from his lover. Nora was loud and proud, she held nothing back, not a single whimper. Jaune was terribly ticklish, and so, so easily embarrassed. But Pyrrha was more reserved, a perfect balance, responsive when properly pushed, but otherwise silent. It made their trysts in public settings much more convenient.

"Ren please…" Pyrrha begged. She bucked against him once more. Slick and hot, she was more than ready, and more than a little impatient.

Rising up, Ren planted a kiss below Pyrrha's ear. "Are you sure?" He whispered, slowly dragging his length back and planting the head against her lips.

Pyrrha huffed. "I'm tired of waiting." She wrapped her legs around Ren's waist and hastily pulled him in with an extended moan. Ren could not resist one of his own. Pyrrha rarely took the initiative, but on the rare occasion, nothing was more arousing. "Maidens, it's been too long." She groaned breathlessly.

"Are you okay?" Ren asked, concerned. Pyrrha had never taken him so fast before, and even Nora sometimes required time to ease in.

"I'm fine Ren." Pyrrha nodded. "Don't hold back. You know I can take it."

Pyrrha pulled Ren into a fiery kiss, and he gladly obliged, pulling back before thrusting in, Pyrrha yelping into his mouth, fingers digging into his back as he struck a steady rhythm, teeth sinking into his lip as he hit those familiar spots. Closing his eyes he allowed himself to fall into old memories - of their first time, how beautiful Pyrrha had been, bared before him, blushing head to toe, the sounds she made, her declarations of bliss and love, of Pyrrha's first public foray in the Vale Cinema, how thrilling it had been taking her where any might bear witness, of the times that followed, the gym showers, the back of Milo, both in and on the charming little car, in Signal's park. Pyrrha rarely looked more radiant than when curled in his arms, breathless and glistening with sweat, bliss and fatigue across her features. It drove him wild, that he did that for her. In a way he always missed it. Not matter how much he loved Nora, Pyrrha had never once left his heart, just as Yang never left Nora's. The fantasy of today was something in which Ren had never expected to indulge, though he had never closed his mind to it. But Pyrrha was too conservative, too modest. Yang had definitely rubbed off on her.

"Ren...Ren...M-Maidens!" Pyrrha suddenly jerked, legs squeezing around his waist, burying her face in Ren's neck and whining. Nails dug in once more, her warmth tightening around his length as she reached her peak, and he stilled, allowing Pyrrha to gradually ride out the high. He stopped in spite of the burning desire to keep going, to pound her into the mattress with reckless abandon, to satiate his own desires regardless of Pyrrha's comfort. But this was not Nora, Pyrrha was extremely sensitive post orgasm, almost painfully so, and delicacy was required. "Ngh...Ren…" Pyrrha slowly fell limp below him, legs falling free, her hands moving to cup his face and pull him into a gently, loving kiss.

"Am I as good as you remember?" Ren asked.

Pyrrha giggled. "Memories can't compare...and I?"

"Stole the words from my mouth." Ren replied.

"Gaaaay!" Yang suddenly droned from their side.

"Yaaang, they were having a moment...it was super cute." Nora chastised lethargically.

"Are you two done already?" Pyrrha asked. Nora looked half asleep in Yang's arms, skin flushed, breasts glistening with sweat.

"You're one to talk." Yang teased. "Nora's preggers, you don't have an excuse."

"Don't I?" Pyrrha arched her eyebrow, looking to Ren. "Poor Ren hasn't finished, haven't you dear?"

Ren smirked, pushing back and gently, slowly pulling out, Pyrrha whimpering at the feeling. Yang stared at the proud member before her in awe, glistening in the soft light with Pyrrha's essence. Merely watching the two had driven Yang wild, the sounds Ren coaxed from her, the slapping and rubbing of skin, it inspired a blazing ache down below. Between that show and Nora's blissful responses, Yang really, really wanted her turn.

"Go on Yang." Nora encouraged. "Lemme' have some fun with Pyrrha. Go for a ride, you know you wanna'." She craned her neck to meet Yang in a gentle kiss. "I promise I'll be gentle."

Yang smiled, bumping their noses together before pulling away. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she reached back, but her bra suddenly came loose before she could touch it. Nora giggled behind her. Yang was grateful for that. Even with practice, her prosthetic still had trouble with the clasp, and she never did master the one handed technique. Ruby and Nora, on the other hand, did it for fun, usually as a prank, to Yang, in public. "You okay with me being on top Ren?"

"Of course." Ren nodded. "Though I'll need a moment to recover."

Yang slipped off her bra and flung it at Ren. To his credit, he did not flinch, catching it easily and chuckling. "Alright, don't want you to pop too quickly, now do we?

Folding the garment, Ren stood, stretching. "Nora, would you like some water?"

"Yes please Ren." Nora answered.

"Yang, Pyrrha?" Ren asked.

"Nah, I'm fine." Yang replied.

"No, thank you." Pyrrha declined.

Nodding, Ren left the room. Yang, Nora and Pyrrha stared at his rear as he went. "He has less body hair than I do." Yang observed as she removed her panties. She flicked them towards Pyrrha, who did flinch.

"It's the Eastern genes." Pyrrha suggested.

"And a little waxing." Nora added. "You still got the heart Yang?"

Yang flopped down between the two, crossing her arms behind her head. "Of course I do!" She lifted her hips to show her crotch, her dark blonde pubic hair shaved in a rough heart shape. "Well, now I do. I stopped for a while because, you know I can't do everything single-handed. It's still hard, but Pyrrha helps out."

"Oh, I bet she does!" Nora smirked.