Author's Note: I apologize for the long breaks that keeps reoccurring! This chapter is a little different in that there is a lot more build-up. I'd like to know how you feel about that. Do you like it or would you prefer shorter beginnings and getting to the sexual scenes faster?

The first chapter of Heated Excitement came out on the 28th of November, 2013. Now it is the 28th of November, 2015 (In New Zealand at least). Two years of writing this story went by pretty fast. I remember posting the first chapter very clearly. Thank you to those who have been here since the beginning, but also thank you to everyone who has reviewed, favourited and followed. It means a lot. Without you, this story would have ended at chapter 3.

This chapter was requested. If you would like to suggest a chapter, feel free to. I don't accept every suggestion and more often then not, if it simply says Person A x Person B, I'll overlook it for those who have a clearer suggestion in mind. I also have my own ideas and will often put those ahead first since I will know exactly where I would like to go from point A to point B.

Chapter Thirty-Two: Let Me Entertain You (Pyrrha x Yang x Ren)

(This Chapter Contains: Yuri, Straight, Threesome, Masturbation, Dress-up)

Pyrrha hummed to herself softly, deep in thought. A few moments earlier she had received an email from her manager. She had a photoshoot planned for today which was very important. Her manager had left it to the last minute and any delays would mean her modelling photos would not appear in the largest magazine in Vale. But now, the photographer had to cancel in order to attend a family funeral. It was urgent now. She needed photos of her modelling for the magazine in order to get paid and potential get new job opportunities.

She was actually very sick of the modelling job and really wanted to turn her focus towards her schooling at Beacon Academy, but the job paid decently and she enjoyed the cash in brought in.

Now it was her turn to brainstorm as her manager had already given up on her. The clock read 12:37PM. She had today and only today to get some half decent photos taken and sent the magazine's way. Mentally creating a list, she noted her need for a photographer, a camera and the entire set-up. She huffed, leaning further back into her pillows, propping her up.

The other person in the room looked her way. "What's up, Pyrrha?" It was Lie Ren. He was silently reading a book until the heavy breath dropped from her lips.

"Oh sorry, Ren. I had a photoshoot today, but… Rain check…" She pouted dejectedly. "I need some photos today or I miss out on a front page spot as well as a few pages dedicated to me." Her fingers drummed against the rims of her scroll. "Oh, don't get me wrong! It's not like I want to be the centre of attention! I'd just like to get my name out there again after my Pumpkin Pete's image has faded."

Ren simply nodded, listening the entire time. He was good at that.

"Do you know anyone who is a half decent photographer who won't get cranky at the last minute…?" She asked softly. Ren looked to the ceiling, this was one of his many ways to get the gears turning.

"Uh, sure. I took a short course in photography when I was younger… Maybe that won't be good enough, but I thought I could at least offer to help."

Pyrrha's face lit up. "Sure, sure. I don't need any special or fancy angles, just clear images. As long as you can work a camera and make me look good, you're hired!"

Ren flashed a small smile. "But what about all the other gadgets. I'm no professional."

"Oh, that'll be fine. We just need some lights and we'll be all good!" Ren doubted her words. He didn't want to be responsible for making her image a joke with poor quality. "My manager still has the studio booked, so we can go there!" Pyrrha shuffled to the edge of her bed. "We can ask them to set it all up before we begin to you can just focus on the shots."

Ren knew he had no choice now. He rose to his feet and nodded, grinning. It had been a long time since he messed with a camera and he couldn't want to take the shots. Pyrrha frantically began tapping on her scroll, sending a reply email to her manager, telling her the plans she'd made.

Whilst the manager was pretty slack, she did reply fast, but with news that Pyrrha had mixed feelings about. She wouldn't be there, but the studio is still booked and ready. She was nervous since her manager always dealt with any pests, but she was happy that it'd be a smaller crew with Ren, her great friend and teammate, behind the lens. Ren took the lead out of the room, Pyrrha followed quickly, but soon bumped into Yang.

The busty blonde stumbled backwards, but soon found her balance. The golden locks flowed down naturally in front of the model's eyes. It had a wonderfully beautiful candid look to it. "Oh, I'm so sorry, Yang!" She bowed to apologise.

The blondie laughed to off, greeting the two. "Where are you off to?" The question had a sort of surprise effect on the redhead. She'd always felt awkward about saying 'Off to a photoshoot' or 'To model for a magazine.' Before she could think of a way to not sound pretentious, Ren had already split the beans to Yang. "Oooh! A photoshoot! Can I come?"

This question had a similar surprise effect. Why would she want to come? "W-Would you like to watch?" Pyrrha asked nervously. She never liked having an audience for this sort of thing. Fighting in an arena is different. She held a weapon which instantly made her feel more powerful then wearing a dress and posing for hours.

"Sure. I've always wanted to see a model in action!" Yang's cheerful attitude cracked through Pyrrha's surprise, making her smile too.

"Then, I guess that'd be okay."

"Great! Let's go!"

The new addition to her party was even more last minute than having Ren be the photographer, but it could make things a little more enjoyable on the set. The enjoyment on an average set could be compared to watching paint dry or standing in a never-ending queue.

They arrived in less than an hour. The studio was almost entirely set-up. A few crew members were adjusting one of the umbrella lights and making sure the white sheet in front of the camera was straightened. Her manager must've at least gotten the word to them.

"Heya!" One of the men called out, a quick wave sent their way. "Someone's gone to grab the spare camera. You lot can use it, but make sure you take the photo's off it and return it by tomorrow at the latest." All three nodded in unison. "We'll be outta 'ere in a flash." He turned and continued to adjust the large, blinding light.

Ren's eyes took in the entire room. A studio like this was something he often thought off using when he sat through his photography classes. Now he finally could get to use it.

The two girls made their way to the chairs set out for them and waited patiently for the men to finish setting everything up, but as they waited, a man and woman approached them with a large kit and requested they move over to the mirrors. Without much fussing, both of them got their work of make-up done. Yang wasn't planning on being in any of the shots, but she didn't mind the free, professional make-up work.

Camera, lights and outfits were all prepared for them. Yang was the first to begin browsing the large selection of outfits. All had been washed and now wrinkle-free. All the crewmen had left them to it, so now all that was left was to get to work. Pyrrha hopped behind a small folding screen to dress up in a flattering dress. It stuck closely to her body, pushing up her breasts and displaying her hips well. She shyly tiptoed in front of the camera and sat on the wooden stool in the centre of the burning lights.

The scarlet dress sparkled in the lights, but she did not. Her smile wasn't there. Ren frowned behind the camera, but before he could speak up, Yang already had. "Smile, Pyrrha!" This snapped Pyrrha out of the daze and brought out a small, modest smile. It was cute and noble, but not exciting and intriguing. Perhaps that was just what Yang wanted out of her, but she always felt that models looked more attractive when they were smiling their real, big smiles.

Yang smiled herself. She was just going to have to make her smile properly. Without Ren or Pyrrha noticing, she slipped behind the folding screen and wriggled into a dress herself. A dress much like Pyrrha's, more suited for a ball then summer. The difference was Yang was having trouble keeping her chest from spilling out. Apparently they didn't expect a very busty and wide hipped woman to wear it.

Between shots, Yang jumped out into the centre, wrapping her arms around Pyrrha. The next photo displayed the surprise on Pyrrha's face, the cheeky smile on Yang's and the stunning dresses they both donned. Yang's was a shorter, golden dress unlike Pyrrha's long, scarlet dress that sparkled all over.

The following photos showed the changing expressions from surprise to giggling to blushing once Yang's breasts popped out. Ren adverted his gaze, but he knew he had taken those photos. Yang didn't seem to mind that they both saw, after all, Ren had already seen Yang fully naked and Pyrrha was a gentle soul. She wasn't in a hurry to fit them back inside.

Once she returned them, the photoshoot was back on track. Ren was thoroughly enjoying the ability to use a professional camera and Yang was having fun in the spotlight which in turn, made Pyrrha have a blast compared to any other shoot. Yang's energy transferred to Pyrrha and both were posing in a wide variety of ways. Besides a few more slips from Yang, many presentable photos were snapped.

As it keep going, there was more and more contact between the girls until Pyrrha remember something. "We should probably switch clothing now. I need photos in more than just a dress."

"Then let's gander!" Yang cheered, leaping towards the clothing rack. A short scan of the clothes led to Yang deciding on a summer dress theme. Pyrrha accepted and began removing her long, sparkling dress. The busty brawler watched the smooth, flawless skin slip out of the tight dress. Her eyes focused on the perfect breasts she possessed with delicate pink nipples Yang was almost drooling over.

Pyrrha didn't notice the eyes of a beast watching her so very closely. Her mind was more distracted by the frequent visit of Yang's breasts. They were large, larger than her own. She even managed to hold one and feel the weight once it had popped out. She realised quickly that she was beginning to lust of Yang. Pyrrha knew she was blushing and she had to hide it quickly.

The model knew that sex was everywhere at Beacon Academy. Few students thought that sex was such a bad thing. Yang was one of the biggest supports that sex was an expression of freedom and pure fun. How could something that feels so blissful be bad? Pyrrha supported that idea too, only not to Yang's extent. She was a little shyer to the idea of having sex for fun with friends. Sure, she had sex with JNPR every so often, but her shell was still rather enclosed. Velvet, Glynda and the rest of JNPR have been her only sexual company at Beacon Academy. She was becoming more interested in certain members of RWBY, she understood this herself.

Pyrrha turned. "Does this look right?" Yang hastily wiped away the drool and nodded, fitting tightly into her own.

"None of these clothes are fit for my body…" The blonde muttered, still having to pull the top of the dress up every so often.

The main model gave her a charming smile before giving a soft laugh. "That's fine. You look gorgeous!"

"Aww, thanks!" Yang grinned, pulling Pyrrha into a tight hug.

"Are you almost finished in there?" Ren called out, sitting behind the camera. His gaze was locked onto all the buttons and different features it had.

"Y-Yes. Sorry, Ren." Pyrrha dashed out, her summer dress being much easier to move in. It hung down to her knees. It was a light orange that kept a thin belt line of a lighter shade. It showed quite a large portion of the top of her chest.

Yang's dress rested above her knees, showing a little of her soft thighs. It ended in frills and was covered in a bright floral pattern. The eye was drawn to her bust easily in this piece, Ren found that out immediately.

"Uh, just stand over there…" Ren mumbled, trying to be a little considerate of his actions. He told them to move freely and enjoy themselves. Many candid pictures and many different positions later, they ended up with Yang's arms wrapped around Pyrrha's stomach. It seemed like friends enjoying themselves and having a laugh together up until Yang began to nibble on Pyrrha's neck. Instantly a moan burst from her lips. She wasn't expecting it, but she began waiting for more. Yang grinned widely, but Ren had stopped taken photos. "I think that's enough for the uh… The summer dresses. Go change into something else."

Pyrrha immediately nodded and disappeared behind the screen. Yang followed like a loyal dog. Once they both gathered behind the changing screen, they were face to face. Pyrrha leaned in, snatching a kiss from the blonde's soft lips. She was slightly taken by surprise, but giggled it off. "Pyrrha!" Yang gasped loudly, playing it up.

The model blushed and turned the other way. The busty blonde moved in to close the gap. "Pyyyrrrrhaaaa!" She sang. "We need to change!" Pyrrha could tell what was about to happen and braced herself. Yang flipped up her dress, laying eyes upon the tight panties pressing down on her arse.

Pyrrha gave a short yelp before pushing it down quickly. The blonde was a little slow to attempt anything sexual and let the model have her victory. "Yaaang!" Pyrrha moaned. She wasn't complaining about Yang's inappropriate actions. She was actually complaining about being unable to accept Yang's sexual advances. "We have to do this shoot quickly before we run out of time!"

Yang nodded, still wielding her large smile. "Right, right. I'm sorry." Popping out of her summer dress, she scanned the clothes for other styles. "This is a rather lacklustre selection, isn't it?"

"Mm…" Pyrrha agreed. "Well, what do you see?" Yang started laughing, quickly snatching something off the rack. "Uh, Yang?"

"This!"

"What is th-… No."

"Oh come on! It's perfect!" Yang insisted. She was happily holding up two bunny outfits that you'd typically see at a casino.

Pyrrha shook her head. "My model image clashes with that… I'm sorry."

Yang pushed the costume into her hands. "Then we won't give that to the magazine. We'll just have a short little photoshoot for ourselves. Plus, I'm sure Ren wouldn't mind a good show."

"I'm not sure… We don't have much time to be fooling around. I have to make sure we have decent photos before we can get to this." Pyrrha sighed.

Ren tapped on the screen, gaining their attention. "We have some good photos already. We can take a break if you want." Yang's grin grew and Pyrrha knew what was about to happen.

One minute later and both girls strode out in the tight-fitting outfits. Yang wore black with black ears to match. Pyrrha donned a red coloured outfit with red bunny ears atop her head. Both had small, white tails above their arses and bowties around their necks.

"Are you sure about this?" Ren asked, but Yang was quick to shush him.

The first pose was rather normal, sitting side by side with big smiles, although Yang's was much more convincing than Pyrrha's. The next was pretty similar, but as they continued, they began to get raunchier. Yang pushed Pyrrha to the ground and climbed on top. Their breasts pressed together as Yang leant in for a kiss. Pyrrha immediately accepted. In front of Ren and the camera, they started making out. Tongues, hands and lips all pressed together. They could hear the camera clicking, but Pyrrha simply wanted to enjoy the feeling.

She crept one eye open, seeing the hunter in-training continuously make the camera click. From his actions earlier, she thought he'd try to stop them. I guess this was enough to make him lose his focus. Pyrrha thought.

She couldn't continue thinking for much longer once Yang's hand danced along her bare thigh. The clothing was beginning to get incredibly uncomfortable, but that only made her want to get out of it sooner. Yang's fingers pressed against her skin, nudging at the clothing cutting her off from more of Pyrrha's smooth skin.

The blonde broke the kiss and let her lips travel along her cheek to her earlobe. Between pecks, she whispered, "Shall we get Mr Ren over here to join us?"

It took Pyrrha a few seconds to respond, having to overcome the urge to moan. "S-Sure…"

Yang's eyes locked onto Ren. "Wanna come over here and have some fun with two models?"

"I uh, I've got to take the photos, sorry." He replied behind the camera.

"Well then." Yang whispered into Pyrrha ear once more. "I guess we're going to have to change into something he can't hold back against." Pyrrha felt a spike of lust as excitement filled her eyes. Yang took point, holding her hand and dragging her back behind the screen. It was a quick decision by the busty blonde to switch into something rather normal, their underwear. Pyrrha followed suit.

They quickly fitted their bras back on and made sure their panties were sitting right before returning in front of the camera. Pyrrha wore dark black, looking as mature as ever. Yang was wearing yellow like her hair, both pieces matching. Ren no longer knew where to look.

"It's strange. Isn't he normally quite sexually active?" Yang whispered, making sure her breasts were on display correctly.

"Yeah… But Ren does have the work first, play later attitude. Maybe I should tell him we're done…" Pyrrha muttered back. Trying to hide the wet patch on her panties.

Yang grinned, hands placed prominently on her hips. "Oi Ren! Works over now! It's play time!"

Ren looked over the camera at the shouting blonde. "You sure? We could still go a little longer."

"Get the fuck over here and leave that damn camera." Yang sighed, purposely making her large chest bounce. Ren carefully turned the camera off, fitted the lens cap on and delicately put it back in its case out of the way. He was overly gentle with it, but photographer was a dream hobby of his.

He slowly made his way over to the two girls. "Now Ren… Wouldn't you like to have me first?" Yang whispered into Ren's ear. "Or Pyrrha…?" He was calm, the complete opposite of what Jaune would be like in this situation.

He hummed, carefully considering his choices. Yang didn't expect him to take the question so seriously. Ren had had his way both girls before, so now it was up to him to choose by personal preference. The two models looked at each other, waiting almost nervously. It didn't matter who he picks as in the end, he'd be getting both, but it was basically silence.

"I choose…" Both girls lent in, their breasts hanging lower now. "Whoever can seduce me first!"

Now he was the one playing games. The girls locked eyes once more, but Yang had a huge fire burning, she loved games. Both girls sprang forward, closing in on his body. Yang immediately pressed her large breasts against his chest, helping him remember how wonderful they were to enjoy. Pyrrha went for the more pleasuring side of things, softly kissing his nape.

The busty blonde's hands ran over his crotch, feeling it erect against her palms. Pyrrha's hands slid down his hips, hooking under his pants. His eyes were looking down at the breasts taking up a lot of his view.

"Ren…" Yang whispered, biting into her bottom lip. Her fingers ran along the large bump in the crotch of his pants. She could feel his warmth on her fingertips. Memories of playing with it in her mouth rushed back to her. This time was going to be a little different. There were not two other men penetrating her, she could focus on pleasuring just the one, lengthy man. "…I'm going to take you first… Pyrrha can simply wait."

He didn't notice when it happened, but his pants were already at his knees. Yang examined the bulge in his briefs. A grin spread across her face. "Let me take care of this for you." As soon as she released it, it came in contact with her lips.

Pyrrha wasn't noticing what was happening downstairs, she was in her own world, removing Ren's shirt and kissing his growing muscles.

The warmth of Yang's mouth rushed over his cock. His small groan was a sign of encouragement for Yang as she used her tongue to lap over his head repeatedly. Ren noted that she'd gotten better since last time, although she wasn't busy dealing with others this time.

The red-haired model turned Ren's head to the side and connected their lips together. Pyrrha always had soft lips with a delicate tongue to match. It always felt hesitant to run along his, as if it was scared of shattering like glass. Ren tried his best to coax it further into his mouth, getting more and more of Pyrrha's signature flavour.

Yang began bobbing up and down more often, trying to win back Ren's attention; she was succeeding. His kissing technique began to crumble, letting saliva drop from their lips onto her chin. Pyrrha cared little about the saliva slowly running down her chin and neck, she was intent on keeping this kiss alive.

The blonde was trying different techniques, carefully gripping Ren's cock and licking from the balls right to the head. She made sure to linger around were more and more pre-cum was beginning to appear. It had a slightly different taste to the real deal, but Yang enjoyed it all the same.

Ren was having trouble focusing on both girl's at the same time. The feeling of Yang's tongue, then the sudden switch to the warmth of her mouth and throat was taking his mind away from the kiss. To bring him back, Pyrrha became more aggressive, suckling on his tongue and running hands through his hair, massaging his scalp.

An audible popping sound hit everyone's ears as Yang removed Ren's cock from her mouth. "Ren… I need you to lie down for me." She smiled, slowly stroking his cock with a loose grip. Ren didn't argue and slipped from Pyrrha's grip to hit the floor. Yang quickly crawled over him and reclaimed his cock before Pyrrha could decide otherwise. She let it rest in her hand as she swiftly removed her panties. Her wet pussy felt the warmth of his cock as she pushed them together.

With the underside of his cock in between her pussy lips, she slowly began to grind back and forth. He could feel how wet she'd become from a day's work. Yang possessed a shaky grin, her plan was meant to tease Ren for a bit before letting him inside, but she was beginning to feel an orgasm building already. Her short fuse always came back to bite her somehow.

"R-Ren…" Pyrrha whispered, now resting on her knees.

"Mmph… What's wrong, Pyrrha?" Yang's grin was strengthening now, slowing down her hips. Pyrrha didn't speak again, she just watched Yang's hips wiggling hypnotically. "Are you ready, Ren?" She wetted her lips with her tongue and let out a heavy breath of anticipation. He nodded, looking into her eyes.

Yang propped herself up higher to get the tip of his cock to reach her entrance. With eyes still locked, she gently lowered herself onto his stiff erection. She could feel it pushing her walls to the side. "Fu…" Yang's breath cut sharply. Her back arched as she swung her arms down to stop herself from dropping on his cock any further. She wasn't expecting it to rattle her mind so much. The bright lights hanging from the ceiling blinded her temporarily, but she couldn't do anything but look upwards.

She kept herself suspended halfway down his cock whilst attempting to catch her breath. Pyrrha bit down on her bottom lip, slipping her right hand underneath her bikini bottom. This was the wettest she'd ever felt herself become. One touch tensed her entire body. How'd she become so sensitive today? She couldn't fathom this, but she knew she would have to roll with it. Very slowly, she began to massage her clit. Her legs twitched while her breathing rapidly increased.

Yang wasn't paying any attention to the other girl, too wrapped up in her own sexual predicament. "G-Give me a second… Ren…" Yang gave a shaky laugh as she slowly moved herself up and down, getting use to his girth. She'd been with many guys before and nothing like this had happened before; not even during her first time. No matter, she knew she could soldier through it.

As she lowered herself some more, she felt pleasure spreading throughout her being, tingling her core. He was almost completely inside of her, but she quickly bounced back up. Sweat was already beginning to bead on her brow as she started to pant under the lights. "I don't know if it's the modelling experience or just the excitement of today, but I think I'm ready for you to make me cum." Yang giggled, slowly dropping back into his cock. "But you also have someone else to attend to." A point and a wink sent his gaze to the woman to his right, currently sending waves of pleasure to herself.

"Pyrrha." He only spoke her name softly, but she heard it loud and clear. "Come here."

She followed his order and approached him, now lacking any clothing. Yang decided it was time to cast away the bikini top she had been donning the entire time. It felt good to let them loose, even if it was only a bikini constraining them.

Ren's hands slid over her hips and guided her over his mouth. He could tell how wet she was as she grew to cover his vision. His lips made contact with her entrance instantly, sending a shiver throughout her body. With clenched fists, she muttered, "R-Ren… Make me cum too…"

He thought about replying, but with his mouth completely covered by her lower lips, words would not travel far. Her taste was something he'd enjoyed previously in the night times of Team JNPR's dorm room, but she never had this much flavour; this much to get addicted too.

Yang was accepting more and more of his cock each bounce. Her grasp on her breasts was tight, trying to stop them from swinging harshly. A curse of the charm. Saliva was pooling in her mouth as his member reached deeper inside of her. She slowly lent forward and enticed Pyrrha to do the same. They quickly connected lips and Yang discarded much of her saliva into the other girl's mouth. Pyrrha didn't mind though, she swiftly swallowed it and continued kissing the busty blonde.

Ren delved his tongue into the model. He tasted wall to wall, feeling the sudden contractions when she dealt with mind-numbing pleasure. "Oooh, Ren!" Pyrrha cried out into Yang's mouth. Nikos gripped Yang's long, blonde hair and pulled. In any other circumstance, she'd get hit, but this only induced a moan out of the sexual beast who was getting use to Ren's cock already.

"R-R-Ren… I'm gonna cum…" Yang gulped, feeling her legs vibrate and arms lose feeling. She broke away from Pyrrha's tongue and lips and cried out to the ceiling. "Fuck, fuck… Shit, fuck!" The vulgarity was to be expected once the surge of her ejaculatory fluids burst out over Ren. Her eyes looked glassy as her pussy tightened on his cock. He'd never gotten with Ruby, but this is what he imagined her pussy to feel like all the time. It was as if she was trying to wring the semen out of him. She slumped backwards, Ren's member still inside. In sloppy movements, she made her fingers dance over her clit, seeming like she was trying to get the second one underway.

Pyrrha slowly rocked her hips back and forth like Yang was previously. It upped the satisfaction immensely. She fell forwards onto Ren's chest and directly in front of Yang's pussy. It only felt right for her to help Yang get her second orgasm underway. A few tongue movements was all it took to get Yang back in the game.

"Mmm… Pyrrha…" The blonde gradually sat up straight, running her hand through the red hair at her crotch. The technique was pretty sloppy, not something you'd expect from someone who's so polite and an expert in a variety of things. It didn't matter to Yang, it felt good. Whether she was just normally average at this, or if it was due to Ren's tongue constantly trying to wriggle deeper inside of her, Yang was moaning all the same.

Ren began thrusting under the blonde's weight. His cock poked at the sensitive walls of her pussy, feeling them tense around his size. Yang understood what he wanted and began bouncing on his erection once more. As she got into it, she felt his cock throbbing inside. He was about to cum.

"Do you want me to cum inside?" He spoke out from underneath the red-haired model. The vibrations of his speech caused a chain reaction. Pyrrha had been toying with her own clitoris, but Ren's voice sent her into spasms, undergoing an orgasm.

"Ahh~ Ren! Nmph!" Pyrrha choked out as her thighs vibrated rapidly. Her tongue technique became worse as her orgasm continued, but something about it knocked Yang off into her second orgasm. Her nectar gushed out, spilling into Pyrrha's mouth and sprinkling over the surrounding area.

"Oh fuck! Ren… Cum inside me!" The orgasming blonde cried out. That wasn't a difficult feat for Yang's cunt was tightening once more. In less than three seconds, Ren shot his first streak deep into Yang. The warmth was something Yang loved, but always forgot how it exactly feels each time. "Oooh~ Yes!"

The second and third shot felt as though they went deeper, wringing out another moan for the receiver. Through her hazy vision, Pyrrha watched Yang's body convulse due to an orgasm while being pumped with semen. Jealousy was stinging her.

Yang softly gripped Pyrrha's cheek, lifting her head to Yang's level before pulling her into a kiss. To the blonde's surprise, her mouth was suddenly filled with her own fluids. The red-haired model had been keeping it for her. Without a second thought, Yang swallowed. Whether it was on purpose or Ren's fourth shot forced her to, she was now enjoying the sweet aftertaste.

Three more shots filled Yang's pussy as Ren finished his orgasm. Yang was one hell-of-a rider, but he should've guessed from the nymphomaniac. Pyrrha was already up and off Ren's mouth. It was not long until she had retreated to the changing screen. The blonde, barely able to move, rolled off of Ren and sighed happily. She could still feel the warmth inside.

Ren got up and adjusted his clothing to hide his privates. His first order of business was to see his main star. "Hey, what's up?"

"Hmm…?" Pyrrha turned around, already fitting on her shirt.

He moved closer to do up her buttons. His breath was peppering her bare neck. "Do you wish to be in Yang's position?" She didn't reply, her face simply went a shade redder. "When we get back, I can certainly treat you for being a good camera star." She smiled slightly, but still nothing. "Do you want Yang to come too?" Her smile grew. "Let's clear up and go then." Ren laughed, finishing the top button.

She'd wanted to be penetrated by Ren, but with Yang's full attention. Once they got back, her wish was granted.

Yang closed the door behind them. Nora and Jaune seemed to still be elsewhere. She spun around to see Ren and Pyrrha with their lips locked. The blonde knew why they were continuing here without being told, so for now, she decided to sit this out until her presence was needed.

Their hands were furiously running up and down each other's bodies. Ren's hands massaged her breasts, bringing small moans out from the model. Now back in uniform, Ren's hands were tucked underneath the tan vest Pyrrha donned. He enjoyed playing with her breasts, well, he enjoyed playing with most breasts.

Pyrrha's hands were sliding around his waist, grabbing at his arse for a short while before going back around to the crotch. It was already bulging. She could feel the heat on her fingertips.

Yang was having difficulty staying back on the side-lines. Her eyes watched the saliva running down their chins, the hands softly teasing Ren's cock and the gradual undressing over Pyrrha's top half. The ribbon was thrown off first, before the buttons on her vest were swiftly dealt with. A few more buttons undone from her white shirt and her breasts were on display.

Ren personally liked the look of Pyrrha with a messy uniform and breasts barely poking out from behind the hastily undone white shirt. It helped that her hair was also a mess. His fingers grazed over her breasts before his lips began travelling all over the soft mounds.

The model pushed Ren down to sit on the bed behind him. Seconds later, she was sitting, legs spread on his lap. His tongue ran over her cleavage again and again until her nipples were fully erect.

The busty blonde got up from behind the Pyrrha and removed the unbuttoned shirt for her, leaving the redhead's top half exposed. Her hands ran over the smooth stomach and curves of Pyrrha. There was a number of reasons she was a model.

Pyrrha's hands fiddled with the button on Ren's pants. Ren continued to kiss Pyrrha's chest as her fingers slowly dragged down the zipper. "Mm…" Pyrrha moaned softly, feeling waves of pleasure from Ren's mouth. She hooked her fingers around the waistline of his briefs, pulling to down over his erection. Without words, she shuffled to move her panties to one side under her skirt. They locked eyes as she gradually hovered over his cock. Ren leaned forward to catch a kiss before she lowered herself down on his lap.

Ren felt the warmth of her fall down on him like a waterfall, causing his breathing to stutter. One of her hands gripped his ponytail, pushing his head against her boobs for further support. Just like earlier, she was oddly sensitive and sexually excited today. Every movement she made brought out a different sounding moan than before.

Her pussy tightly hugged Ren's cock. Yang cheekily grabbed Pyrrha's arse, lifting her up, then dropping her back down. She had taken control of the movement, but Pyrrha didn't mind, the randomised bouncing on Ren actually stirred her pleasurable feelings.

Yang's lips trailed across Pyrrha's neck, sucking on her perfect skin. "Mm… Kyaa…" Pyrrha cried between her clenched teeth. The blonde brawler forced them to speed up. As the sounds of their skin slapping together got louder, the moans of Pyrrha grew to be more common. "Y-Yes! Hard… Harder!"

Ren dropped Pyrrha's nipple out of his mouth and grinned. With a surge of his hunter strength, he stood up, holding her thighs to keep her up and spun around landing her on the bed. Her back against the sheets, his thrusting became harder and faster. "Oh, God!" She cried out, gripping the sheets madly. Her body twisted and twitched, unable to keep composed under Ren's raw pounding.

This movement caused Ren to encounter a strange massaging feeling on his cock. Her tight walls squeezed him, attempting to get Pyrrha pregnant. Fortunately, almost every girl in Beacon Academy used birth control, discounted by the Academy itself.

Getting out of hand, Ren pulled out and backed away for Pyrrha to get on her stomach, finding it was more of a comfortable position for the speed and strength Ren was going at. "Ren… Put it back in me." He didn't waste another second.

Yang took this new position to get involved further herself. Discarding everything she was wearing, she sprang onto the bed, spreading her legs in front of Pyrrha's drooling mouth. No words were exchanged between the two parties, but she knew exactly what to do. Her tongue softly ran up the left side of Yang's pussy before switching to the other side. It was slow and shaky, mostly due to Pyrrha getting rammed constantly, but Yang was enjoying her tongue's playful nature. She began flicking against her clit, barely touching it for longer than a second but it was getting Yang's sexual drive excited.

She kept this up for a minute, even with Ren's relentless thrusting – although she did ask for it. Yang had been squeezing her own generous breasts and erect nipples to maximise the pleasure to her core. She didn't fancy going numb from this amount of pleasure, so in a swift motion, she gripped Pyrrha by the hair and forced her tongue in deeper. Pyrrha's eyes widened as she tasted something different. It was Ren's present from earlier. There had been little time to clean out in between then and now after all. "Can you be aaaah, a darling and… Mmm… Get all that out for me?" Yang giggled between moaning howls.

To her surprise, she liked the taste. It was odd, but better than Pumpkin Pete's shitty cereal. She collected it on her tongue, scooping it out bit by bit while continuously pleasuring Yang. It mostly just built up in her cheeks, finding it hard to swallow while having to focus on breathing.

Ren's hands groped her arse and back while Yang squirmed with moans on the other side of her. Pyrrha shouted something vulgar into Yang's pussy, but was impossible to understand. A few seconds later, her entire body twitched. Her muscles began to tense and relax all at once. The tongue play came to a halt as she was having trouble making any noise with her mouth.

Yang watched her toes curl and fingers violently grip the sheets. She playful tugged on Pyrrha's hair to get her face visible. It was a mess; a hot mess, but still a mess. Her hair was everywhere, make-up smudged all over and a combination of cum and saliva running down her chin. This model was looking as if she belonged in an adult magazine rather than on the front of a cereal box for children. What made the look complete was the blissful feeling radiating from her. She was having loads of fun.

Even as she got the tightest he'd ever felt her get, Ren never faltered. It took a while, but Pyrrha finally got control of her sense again and without a second thought, she carried on pleasuring Yang. The girl with the well-known short fuse was chewing her lip as she felt the surge approaching rapidly. At this point, Pyrrha knew what to expect once Yang hit the finish line and braced herself appropriately.

"Eeya! Oh~! Pyrrha!" Yang cried out, her entire body shuddering. Streams of her ejaculatory fluids showered Pyrrha, mostly spraying into her hair and forehead. "Sh-Shit!" She pushed her stomach up, squeezing Pyrrha's hair and her own bosom. Leaving a bright red mark on her large asset, she didn't stop.

Pyrrha coughed and spluttered on the strange concoction of Ren and Yang's fluids along with her own saliva once Ren gave one last thrust, ejaculating without warning. The heat shot through Pyrrha's body, twisting her core in ecstasy. She didn't know how much he came inside of her, but she would swear it was the fullest she'd ever felt. Pyrrha was losing the grip on her sense, the heat melting it away. "R-Ren...!" She coughed into Yang's wet thighs. The warmth and his toned down thrusting brought her to her second orgasm in ten minutes. Her convulsing body pushed itself from Ren, rolling onto her back. The ceiling seemed so far away as the light blended together, creating a blur. The heat in her belly only kept the orgasm going longer. Her mind was going everywhere and nowhere all at once.

The busty onlooker lent down to help clear up Pyrrha's dirty face, which proved difficult as the model never stopped twitching and jerking. As her tongue got close, the girl would jolt away or smack directly into her. Ren simply grinned at the two messy girls.

It took a few minutes for Pyrrha to drop from her high. Eventually Yang got around to cleaning the redhead's face which she took a strange pride in doing.

Ren, who was on the other side of the room by his bed, spoke up as he dropped his scroll back onto the duvet in front of him. "I can go for one more, if you want."

Pyrrha laughed, fatigued as anything. "You're a machine, but no thanks… I don't think I could handle that."

Yang grinned, winking behind Pyrrha. "Why don't you have a shower and clean up, Pyrrha?"

"What about you?"

"Eh, I'll go and shower in my room. It's only across the hall." Yang smiled, tussling the red hair, though it didn't change much.

Pyrrha shakily got to her feet. "Then I'll see you round. Bye Yang." She took no change of clothes into the bathroom with her, but why would she need to. The door clicked shut and the shower began to spray the wall. The moment this happened, Yang tugged Ren back down onto the bed.

"You better not be lying about going for one more because we're not stopping until you cum inside me again."

Oh and the photo shoot result? Pyrrha got the front page, but the magazine was disappointed with the lack of variety in the photos. They'd even cropped Yang out of the ones they could.

Yang however, she received a special email from a magazine known as 'Playful Aura,' a well-known adult magazine in the kingdom of Vale, asking if she'd like to star in it. She has yet to respond.

Author's Note: As I stated earlier, how would you like future chapters to go? Long with some plot/setup or short with mostly sexual situations? Next chapter will be the latter so you can get a taste of which you'd prefer. If more people like shorter chapters, longer chapters will still happen, just less frequently.

Song: Let Me Entertain You

Artist: Robbie Williams

Album: Life thru a Lens