A/N: Quite different to my usual stuff, but fairs fair. I hope this is enjoyed.

"Are you two done in there? Pyrrha's getting hungry and we won't have time to eat otherwise."

Jaune's voice penetrated through the door with ease, muffling slightly as it reached the two occupants of Team JNPR's room. Ren was sat on the bed, shifting side to side slightly, reaching ever so carefully to try and grab something, anything, to cover himself. His bare flesh, still a touch damp from the shower, was sat on Nora's bed while the girl was sat behind him and fiddling with a pair of straighteners. The girl was still dressed in her pyjamas, having not gotten dressed that morning, knowing they'd be going to a party in the evening. Not that Ren could tell, he'd made extra sure to keep all curtains closed, the more damage control he could perform early, the less he'd have to do later.

"Nora…"

"That's Miss Nora tonight slave!" cackled the redhead, clearly enjoying herself as she ran the hot plates through Ren's hair, "You lost the bet! You pay the fine! Thought you could kill more Grimm than me did you?!"

"Nora, I didn't agree to any bet," explained Ren, hands cupping himself to offer some semblance of dignity.

"Is he trying to get out of the deal Nora?" called Jaune through the door

"You know it! Now sit still and let me straighten your hair before I have Jaune come in and hold you down!" chided Nora, wrestling with the fidgeting man.

"Nora, I really don't-" Ren was stopped by Nora covering his mouth with her hand before resting her head on his shoulder, her warm breath rushing past his ear as she leant in.

"Listen Ren, I know you're going to love this," she muttered quietly, low enough that she couldn't be heard outside the door, "So shut up and let me finish organising your outfit,"

Ren shuddered as she said that, getting back to her hair straightening. Nora was always so excitable, to see her subdued and concentrating was a whole new experience. Scary, to know all that energy is being focussed into a quiet yet forceful plan, but exciting, knowing that whatever happened would be big.

"Stay still, I don't wanna burn you Ren," instructed the redhead, slapping the upper curve of Ren's ass with a stinging clap. The naked man stopped his squirming and let her continue, his mind racing as to the possibilities Nora had cooked up. As she continued her work, Ren's mind wandered to other thoughts, the girl he'd spent most of his life associating and partnering with was pressing herself against his naked back with no bra on, letting him feel the hard nubs rub against his back. "Alrighty! Done! Now we can… Ren… are you getting hard?"

Nora's initial idea draining away as she caught sight of his crotch from over his shoulder, his hands now unable to fully hide his member, and being replaced by a cat-like grin on her face.

"C'mere," she pounced as she shouted, forcing her arms under Ren's armpits and pulling his arms into a wrestling hold above his head, wrapping her legs around his waist from behind, she managed to hook her ankles behind his knees, coercing an irregular squeak of surprise from Ren as he got caught in the rapid attack.

Ren was still shocked from the sudden hold that he didn't resist as Nora switched both of his thin wrists into a single grip and started trailing her hand down his chest.

"Mmm, I do like my Ren's body. It's nice and tight," she pinched his nipple between forefinger and thumb for emphasis, giggling as he jumped in her grasp and breathed out, slowly to avoid moaning loudly, "and oh so sensitive…" she whispered, leaning close to his ear and gently biting the hard cartilage at the top "You smell like orange. I like you freshly showered".

"Nora…" Ren whispered, "Jaune and Nora are just outside,"

Nora flapped her lips mockingly for a few seconds before rolling her eyes and whispering back, "Fine," Inhaling briefly, the hammer user called to the pair waiting outside "Hey Jaune! Pyrrha! Ren's being a pest and this is gonna take a while. You might want to go get something to eat and we'll come catch up when we're both dressed,"

"Take your time!" squeaked out Jaune, echoing slightly as he was dragged away from the door by a ravenous Pyrrha.

"Oh we will…" muttered Nora, letting her hand draw closer to between Ren's legs. "Won't we?"

As Ren opened his mouth to reply, he froze, a squawk caught in his throat as Nora grabbed his semi-erect member.

"You're not all the way there yet Ren?" pouted Nora playfully, "Is my body that unappealing to you?" She rubbed herself against his back as she did, feeling it twitch in her hand "Or maybe not,"

Grinning to herself, Nora began to stroke him. Slowly at first and gently, making sure she paid every inch of it the loving attention she prided herself on. Without looking, her face buried in Ren's shoulder, licking at his collarbone and neck, she let her thumb roam over the very top of his cock, spreading the small droplet of fluid over the rest of his head and eliciting another moan from the excited teen.

"How does that feel? Better than doing it yourself, right?"

"Great…" moaned Ren, feeling himself start to go floppy in her arms. The feeling of those hands on him was driving him way closer to the edge than he expected. With his eyes closed, he imagined her wielding Magnhild with the skill she was showing now and feared for every Grimm she was bound to encounter.

"Hmmmhmmmm," smirked Nora, "Imagine if that were my mouth, all wet and soft. Would that feel nice, if it just took you into my mouth and…" She was cut off as Ren moaned "Yes… please… Nora…" Nora smiled "Well, we don't want to make you too happy before the dance. So I think we'll… stop here," she pulled her hand away the moment she said the last two words.

Ren howled internally, he'd been so close he could feel the edge of an orgasm that'd have blown his mind. He tried to move his own hand down to finish the job, but Nora tightened her hold, rubbing herself against him more for her own gratification as she did so.

"No no no Ren, you can only cum when I say, and not a moment before," chided Nora kissing the side of Ren's face as a single tear of frustration edged it's way down his face. He could feel his heart rate settle again, and as it did, he slowly lost rigidity. "Good boy," she gave him another peck on the cheek before releasing the hold, "Now go get your costume on, I have to go take a shower,"

She rolled off the bed and flipped onto her feet, watching as Ren sunk back onto the bed while keeping his eyes on her. Smirking, she removed her 'Boop' pyjama shirt with a jiggle of her hips and tossed it to him. "Put that in the laundry," she paused, before bending at the waist and removing her pink hammer-patterned panties with the same hip waggle as before, giving Ren a good look before grabbing her towel and throwing the panties over to him, "those too, and no touching yourself. I want you dressed and chaste by the time I'm done in here." She pointed an accusing finger at Ren, still laid on the bed.

Ren looked at the pyjamas in his hands and felt his cock stir again, but turned it away. He trusted Nora, he wouldn't ruin what she was planning with his poor discipline. Instead, he breathed in through his nose and out through the mouth several times, calming his mind with a meditation exercise before standing up and walking to the laundry hamper, dropping the clothes next to the rest of the teams. He sighed and turned to face his bed, his costume laid out as if worn by a two-dimensional person. He froze for a moment, only unfreezing as he heard the shower start. "Nora!" he called uncertainly, eyes never leaving the outfit.

"Yes Ren?" she called over the noise of the shower.

"Whose outfit is on my bed?"

"Yours, silly!"

"Even the…?"

"Yes, even that. I want it in you and you waiting to give me the remote too,"

"But…"

"Precisely Ren, precisely. Now no more questions!"

Ren blushed slightly as he looked at the clothes, before approaching them and touching the first part gingerly. "Ooh. Silk."

Nora bit her hand to control herself, having struggled to get that last sentence out. The upturned showerhead still packed a punch for pressure, she'd found much to her excitement. Shaking, she rode out her artificial orgasm with one hand gripping the non-slip rail and the other the showerhead, thanking Beacon for the courtesy. Returning the showerhead to its resting position, she soaped herself up and washed away the grime of the day. She'd never admit it out loud, but she'd gotten soaked every time she'd had to make these plans, culminating in today. Smiling, she picked up her favourite orange scented soap and gave it a satisfied sniff before putting it down and investigating the contents of Jaune and Ren's ablutions.

Carefully stepping out of the shower, she wrapped a fresh towel around herself and started to dry off. She wanted to be mostly dry before she went into the next room, she wasn't sure how cute Ren would look in his costume but she'd probably hug him anyway and didn't want to ruin his costume.

She shivered slightly as the cold air found its way under her fluffy towel, but that only encouraged her to speed up her drying. Within a few minutes, she was dry and, leaving her towel on the rail, she strode into the bedroom proper. Where she immediately stopped, spotting Ren sat patiently on his bed and squealed in delight.

"Oh my god, Ren, I knew this was the best decision ever!" she hugged him tightly, avoiding messing up his outfit as he tried and failed to keep eye-contact with the naked girl. "I need to do your hair right now, and some make-up! You look too cute! Oh!" she stopped, remembering something, and extending her hand "Hand it over," Silently, Ren handed her a remote control, small enough to conceal in your hand. With only a small turning dial and a button on it, it was simple and, to Ren's amusement, hot pink, matching its partner.

Smiling, Nora accepted the remote and without hesitation, pressed the button and turned the dial with her thumb. No noise was heard, but the way Ren's eyes started to glaze over as he shifted in his seat told her it was working. "Good boy," Nora leant over and grabbed Ren's chin, pulling him into a kiss, invading his mouth with her tongue as she played with the dial, letting him moan into her mouth. Soon, she pulled away and turned the remote off, her cheeks a little flushed. "Come here, we have to finish you up. It won't take me anywhere near as long as you to get dressed,"

As Nora, still naked, pulled Ren's hand and drew him to his feet, leading him to her modest collection of make-up, Ren asked a question. "Are you wearing aftershave?"

"A little,"

Pyrrha and Jaune were sat around the small table that Teams JNPR and RWBY shared in their dorm, should they choose to cook over getting a meal at the cafeteria, which wasn't often. Jaune was desperately trying to avoid getting the yolk from his boiled egg and bread soldiers on his suit.

He had taken a suggestion Yang had and ran with it, wearing a pair of smart pants and white long sleeved shirt, with a black waistcoat over the top and accented with a red bowtie. He'd bought a toy police baton and had fed it through his belt, uncomfortable while he was sitting down but fine while standing up. He'd also splurged and bought a sharp pair of sunglasses, which now covered his bowtie with an arm inside his shirt.

Pyrrha had had a much better idea and was currently eating a sandwich, packed with meat and cheese, with a happy grin on her face, occasionally taking large gulps of water to help it down. She wore a bright red dress, only going down to about mid-thigh and held up by two thin straps near her shoulders, was dripping with pieces of string, giving it a little more modesty despite how it clung to her body. Her usual diadem had been replaced by a thin piece of green lace going around her head, a single green feather pointed upwards from her right ear. On the chair behind her was a similarly green feather boa.

Once she'd heard that Jaune was going as an underground bartender, she thought she'd stick with the theme and go for a flapper girl like the ones she'd seen when she'd passed the seedier parts of Vale. She'd asked Coco from Team CFVY for some help, given that she'd helped when Pyrrha was stuck looking for a dress to an earlier dance. She still blushed as she remembered how intimate the fashionista was with her help.

"Do you think Nora's really going to make Ren do it?" asked Jaune, holding his last piece of bread cautiously as he watched the flow of yolk until he saw an opening to eat it.

"Almost definitely, she's had this smile for a week now," answered Pyrrha idly, eyes still focussed on her sandwich, the second of the three she'd made.

"So do you know what he's going to be?" Jaune finished his bread and pushed his small meal away, finished.

"Nope, she's asked my opinion on a few things but I can't figure it out," There went the second sandwich, noticed Jaune as Pyrrha reached for the third.

"Like what?"

A loud bang of a door opening down the hallway silenced the warrior as she opened her mouth. Instead, she put her sandwich down and waited, listening as two sets of footsteps came closer, one big and boisterous and the other demure.

"Ta-da!" declared Nora, stepping into the doorway.

She was wearing a black pinstriped, three piece suit, immaculate and cut precisely to her size. Over her shoulders she wore a large coat as if to protect from imaginary rain. A thick unlit was between her fingers, each covered in thick rings. With her bright hair slicked back and dulled by some product, she looked every bit the mafia don she was attempting to be. She noticed Jaune and Pyrrha's smiles before noticing something wrong.

"I said," she grabbed Ren from behind the doorframe and dragged him into view, "Ta-da!"

Ren blushed as Pyrrha coughed up the water she'd been taking a drink of while Jaune just stood there gobsmacked. The black and white French maid's outfit Nora had arranged suited the man almost too well for Jaune to comprehend. The skirt itself was almost short enough to expose everything, but was countered by the thigh-high white socks he wore. As he stepped in, adjusting the small headpiece on his head, the Mary-Janes he wore tapping heavily on the tiled floor. As he saw the pair staring at him, he let his lace gloved hands start fiddling with his hair, now braided and hanging down to just above his heart.

"Ren…" started Jaune, before just shaking his head and making a wild gesture that Ren took to mean 'I have no idea what's going on,'

"Actually, for tonight, he's Rin, personal maid to Norman Killemquick, the nastiest don this side of Vacuo!" characterised Nora, giving an evil grin. "Ah look after mah dames," She pulled Ren into her side, grabbing the guy's waist and holding him like arm-candy.

Pyrrha was the first to respond, still breathing heavily from nearly choking.

"This is going to be a lot more eventful than I anticipated,"

"You and me both," muttered Jaune, "Are you ok with this Ren?"

"Ren isn't allowed to talk tonight, part of the bet, but he's fine with it. You wore a dress for the last dance, didn't you Jaune? And look, doesn't Ren look amazing?"

Jaune caught Ren's eye, who just nodded, before sighing softly.

"He does… I mean… if I wasn't with Pyrrha… Just…"

"Let's leave the choice of costume out of it for the moment Jaune," deflected Pyrrha, "You look great Ren, this is going to be a memorable evening,"

"You can say that again!" laughed Nora enthusiastically, "Come on! The party awaits!"

Team JNPR made their way to the main hall where the dance was being held, as they passed other teams and couples, they received more than their fair share of double takes as Nora held Ren's arm tightly, her eternal grin not faltering.

As they entered the crowded hall, the hubbub died minutely as people regarded the newcomers, a few glancing for a moment at Ren's outfit but were soon distracted by the flesh being shown elsewhere.

"See, it's all fine Rin, Why don't you go grab us all a drink, punch all around me thinks!" instructed Nora, smacking Ren across the behind for good measure. As the back of her palm hit the fabric, for a split second, the thong she'd had him wear was visible. Silently and clutching the hem of his skirt in embarrassment, Ren moved over to the drinks table. On his way, he had to shake his head at various people asking him to fetch them drinks before realising it was a costume and the dance didn't have waiting staff.

Ren froze as he suddenly felt a hand across his thigh as he moved through the crowd. Not accidental contact either, a hand placed solidly on his thigh and rubbing up and down with no subtlety at all. Pulling away and turning around defensively, he saw the offender. Cardin Winchester, currently dressed like Professor Port.

"Hey cutie, I haven't seen you before. Are you a first year?" asked the tall teen. As Ren turned to move away and ignore him, he felt a hand grip the collar of his outfit tightly. His instincts kicked in and he grabbed the wrist, turning around with the intention to step in and slam his elbow into Cardin's gut, but paused as he noticed something. His wasn't the only hand on Cardin's wrist. Looking to each side of Cardin, he looked at the impassive face of Yatsuhashi from Team CFVY, dressed in a pink and white Easter bunny outfit. The samurai's large hand nearly large enough to encompass Cardin's elbow, while the blue haired Neptune had taken a grip of Cardin's wrist while dressed in an orange scaly shirt and green pants, a large golden belt around his waist.

"You're not going to start anything tonight Cardin," said Yatsuhashi definitely, threatening despite his pinked cheeks and painted whiskers "Let go or I'll stop you right here,"

"Yeah buddy, let the lady go or I'm going to have to find a place to park Triton. Here's a hint, it's your ass," added Neptune, smirking at Cardin's expression. With no further words, Cardin let go of Ren's collar and stalked off, followed closely by Yatsuhashi who was joined by Velvet dressed as a samurai. "You ok little lady?"

Ren blushed slightly, nodding, before glazing over as Nora toyed with the remote he'd given her. The little egg shaped toy was rubbing against his prostate and as she upped the intensity to max, he felt his legs fall out from beneath him. Expecting himself to hit the floor in a heap, he was pleasantly surprised and oddly embarrassed when Neptune grabbed him and picked him up. The trident wielder's hands looped under Ren's arms and knees, picking him up in a princess carry, before looking down at the teen.

"Where're your friends? I'll take you to them," said Neptune, giving no room for arguments. With a point, Ren pointed over to where the rest of Team JNPR had found a table to themselves. "Gotcha,"

With surprisingly grace and minimal disturbance, Neptune weaved his way through the crowd, arriving at the table bearing a slightly flushed Ren.

"I believe this is your friend guys," said Neptune, "She had a little trouble with Cardin earlier but me and Yatsuhashi sorted him out. I think she needs something to drink and she'll be fine,"

Ren was released from Neptune's grip gently and placed in the spare seat, nodding at the taller man thankfully. As Neptune disappeared back into the crowd, Nora leaned over and hugged Ren tightly.

"I'm sorry Ren! I didn't expect any trouble tonight, especially this early,"

"It's ok… I'm ok…" edged out Ren, "Neptune was…" he blushed a little, "rather heroic"

Pyrrha and Jaune let out small sighs of relief as Ren seemed ok, instead of remaining silent.

"I'm glad," smiled Nora, "But now you have a penalty for talking,"

"But…"

"No buts, I promise that you'll like it,"

Before Ren could reply, Neptune had returned, a tray of drinks in his hands. As he placed it on the table, handing the drinks out, Nora dragged Neptune closer and whispered words in his ear that even Ren couldn't hear over the music playing in the background. Neptune's expression didn't change, but instead he just nodded, glancing briefly at Ren, and dragging a seat to join their table.

"So thanks for saving my maid Rin, but aren't we taking you away from Weiss?" asked Nora, sipping her punch, Pyrrha and Jaune following suit while Ren drank deeply, not realising how thirsty he'd gotten.

As if on cue, Team RWBY entered the dance. Ruby doing an approximation of 'Sexy Corgi' while Zwei trotted along in a red cloak and his own mini Crescent Rose, while Blake and Yang had decided to go as belly dancers because Yang said they were sexy. Weiss had chosen to dress in a pair of white pants and loose linen shirt with layers at the end of the sleeves. The top of her head was covered in a white piece of fabric with holes cut for her eyes and tied off at the back while she carried a prop blade with a guard in the shape of a 'W'. The group soon spotted Team JNPR and Neptune and hustled over.

"Oh my gosh, you guys are adorable!" squealed Yang, clapping her hands excitedly, "I knew you'd look good like Junior, Jaune. And Pyrrha! You look so damn gorgeous. Give me a little shimmy in the dress girl!"

Pyrrha obligingly stood up and shimmied a little, letting the strings of fabric play across her skin.

"How're you doing Snow Angel?" asked Neptune to Weiss as she strode around the table, leaning over and kissing him "That good huh? Well listen," Neptune explained something quietly to Weiss, who looked curiously at Ren, too busy watching Yang and Pyrrha to notice, before nodding and giving him a quick kiss and walking to rejoin her team.

"C'mon Ruby! You promised me a dance," said Weiss, grabbing Ruby by the hand and leading her to the dancefloor. "I can trust you'll take good care of Neptune right?"

"The best!" confirmed Nora, giving Weiss a thumbs up.

"I believe you promised me the same," added Blake, offering Yang her hand.

"Yup! See you guys around, have fun!" said Yang, hurrying onto the dancefloor with Blake.

"So, we have you for the night?" asked Nora, all too innocently.

"I believe you do," answered Neptune.

"Then we'll have to find a way to thank you for saving Rin,"

Ren looked a little alarmed at Nora, before looking at Neptune and looking away again.

"I didn't do it for thanks, but it's appreciated anyway," explained Neptune

"Y'know what… Rin. Hand," ordered Nora, extending her hand. Ren grabbed her hand in his gloved hand. "Neptune, hand," She offered him the other hand, which he took with no hesitation. "Come with me,"

With that, she stood up and started pulling the two towards the door to the hall, leading outside. Soon, they were outside in the slightly crispy air, the moon having risen in the short time they'd been inside. Ren wanted to say something, but kept quiet, instead stealing a glance at Neptune who had a grin on his face, that if Yang had seen, could have been described as 'shit eating'. Nora dragged the pair back through the grounds to the dorm building, storming past some latecomers to the party and into Team JNPR's room.

Shutting the door, Nora turned to Ren and grabbed him by the collar, pulling him down and kissing him deeply, her other hand slapped Neptune's arm and pointed at her bed. The blue haired trident user took his leave and went to sit down on the bed; leaning back on his arms and watching the display unfold.

Stopping the kiss, Nora put her forehead to Ren's and looked him in the eye as she spoke.

"I love you Ren, this was an idea I had because you're not very subtle with how you look at people. You say stop at any point and it ends. Ok?"

Ren paused for a moment, thinking back to comments that'd been made earlier that day. He then realised what was going on.

"I love you too Nora," replied Ren, smiling and taking a kiss of his own accord. As they broke, he looked at Neptune briefly before asking, "Weiss?"

Neptune gave an awkward shrug, "Like I said, she gets me. I like both sides, so does she. We both get separate playtime occasionally, as long as it's ok with each other."

Ren turned his attention back to Nora, who to his pleasure was blushing slightly. "Did you set this up for me?"

"Maybe," she mumbled, not meeting his gaze. He smiled again, embarrassed Nora was rare but exceedingly cute.

Taking the initiative, he pulled the large overcoat she was still wearing off, before starting on the suit jacket. As he fiddled with the buttons, she pulled him close in a fiery kiss. He closed his eyes, feeling the gaze of Neptune as he slowly undressed Nora, until she was only dressed in the white suit shirt and her panties. Once there, he stopped and let her continue undoing the corset of the outfit he was wearing. As it came free, he found himself similarly undressed to thong, the thigh highs and the small lacy headdress, his nipples puckering a little from the chill of the room.

"Mmm, you look delicious like that Ren," added Neptune from the bed, his pants failing to conceal his erection. Ren turned to look at the teen, eyes falling on the bulge in his pants, before turning back to Nora.

No words were needed as Nora led Ren over to Neptune. With a bit of tugging the garish orange shirt was off, the belt was unbuckled and the green pants had released Neptune's cock from its fabric prison. Nora and Ren lay on opposite sides of Neptune as he laid back on the bed, head propped up to watch the pair, heads level with his crotch. Slowly, Nora's hand snaked up his thigh causing him to throb slightly, before digging under his waistband and exposing him. Ren's mouth opened slightly at the sight. A little bigger than his and maybe a bit rounder too, a smooth pink head exposed. Without prompting or hesitation, he leant forward and placed his lips at the head of Neptune's cock, letting his tongue flicker slightly between his teeth, before holding his breath and letting the other teen sink into his mouth.

Neptune hissed in pleasure as he watched Ren start to fellate his cock, the smooth and even pressure bringing him closer than he'd care to admit just yet. Nora watched in fascination at her partner slowly pleased the teen from Mistral, before uttering "That's so hot," Looking Nora in the eye, Ren glanced at the cock in his mouth before slowly taking his head off, and releasing the vacuum he'd built up with a soft pop.

Taking the hint, Nora joined Ren, letting her tongue flitter against his as they ran up and down his length. Soon enough, Nora stopped, instead murmuring to Ren but letting Neptune hear, "You're doing well on your own, let's see if you can manage with a little distraction," Before they could ask any questions, Nora dragged Ren a little, pulling so he was sideways against Neptune and she was sideways against him, forming an almost triangle. Gently, she coaxed Ren's penis from the thong she'd instructed he wear, the flesh almost tearing the fabric with how hard it was, before licking the top like a lollipop. As Ren hissed, Nora smirked to herself and twisted the dial on the remote she'd hidden in her hand up to maximum.

No longer controlling himself, Ren moaned as the egg inside him started to vibrate. The sudden noise while his mouth was wrapped around Neptune caused a chain reaction of illicit moans from the pair. Nora grinned mildly in victory, but was cut short by Neptune tugging at her panties until they rested around her ankles. Leaning forward, the blue haired teen let his head rest on one of hers as he started to lick up and down her already soaked pussy, tasting her as he did.

"Fuck, Neptune… you clever boy," groaned Nora in pleasure, using the spit as lube for her hand to give her mouth a rest.

"Ah ah ah… intellectual," was the muffled reply, though the reduction in sound did nothing to reduce the smugness in his tone.

As if to defend her honor, Ren accelerated his pace on Neptune's cock, causing him to work harder to please Nora and in turn, please him.

The sudden acceleration was too much for Neptune, and he found his vision turning white as he blasted his load into Ren's mouth. The feeling of the cum now resting in his mouth, along with Nora on his cock and the egg inside him, caused Ren to follow suit. Neptune doubled his efforts to please Nora and was satisfied as she came only a few seconds after Ren.

Breathing heavily through her nose, Nora looked at Ren before opening her mouth and displaying her prize like a winner, to which Ren responded by doing the same, having to hold back a giggle. Nora closed her mouth again and held a finger up. Grabbing hold of Neptune's hair and pulling to just under her face, she slowly opened her mouth and let Ren's cum slide into his waiting mouth. Ren looked at Neptune, who tiredly shrugged and smiled as best he could with his mouth full.

"You do me now Ren," pleaded Nora, moving to position herself under Ren, who obliging let Neptune's load drip onto her waiting tongue. As she finished, she smiled at Neptune and waited.

"What are you… oh…" said Ren, realising what the pair were doing. Leaning forward, he pecked Nora on the lips, followed by giving Neptune a peck too before leaning back again. "You can both swallow,"

In unison, the pair swallowed the loads. Nora moved to cuddle Ren but was let out a cry of surprise when Neptune pounced on the feminine teen before she could, capturing his mouth in a slow kiss. Ren melted into the kiss instantly, surprising himself how quickly he did, before breaking it and pulling Nora in for her own kiss. As they too broke apart, Nora sighed and cuddled up to Ren and Neptune, letting themselves rest where they may.

"Thanks… both of you…" muttered Ren from his position at the bottom of the pile, eyes closed in relaxation. Nora and Neptune looked at him before exchanging an evil glance between them.

"Oh don't thank us just yet… we still have… oooh, four hours till Pyrrha and Jaune get back," said Nora, holding up her hot pink remote before turning it to the highest setting.

It was nearly midnight by the time Jaune made his way back to the room, a more than slightly tipsy Pyrrha on his shoulders. He was glad he'd trained so hard, he was able to do it with only moderate effort. Unlocking the door, he stepped in and stopped when he saw Neptune, Ren and Nora curled up on the girl's bed. He also stopped as his feet got tangled in a maid's outfit that had been left in front of the doorway. Taking the time to free his feet so he didn't fall on his face, he went and placed Pyrrha on her bed, removing her accessories and dress before undressing himself down to his boxers and joining her under her blanket, before pulling her into a hug from behind.

"Mmmm…. Jaune…" Pyrrha moaned sleepily, "Did they hook up…?"

"Yeah," replied Jaune.

"Told you…"

"Yeah,"

"You owe me fifty lien…"

"Yeah…"

Jaune let his head rest against his girlfriend's back, smiling to himself. He had great friends and he loved to see them happy. As Pyrrha sighed when his hand ghosted over her stomach, he added more to that. He was happy too.

A/N: Be gentle, this was mostly written past midnight. Love, hate, review and rate!