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

Chapter 9

Weiss sat at a picnic table in a park on the edge of campus. The park was deserted as usual, too far out of the way for most. Her chest was tight with nerves, her hands clenched in her lap. It's just a hookup Weiss. What are you so nervous about? It might not even happen. She might not like you. You might say something or do something wrong and she'll leave…

"Heya, you Weiss?" An orange haired girl in colorful clothing asked. She hopped up on the table, her orange cat tail swaying behind her.

Weiss' gaze briefly caught on the tail before she scowled. "Well obviously." Weiss snapped. "Who else would be hanging around a place like this?"

"Ooh, they told me you were a frosty one!" Neon laughed.

Weiss took a shuddering breath and closed her eyes. "I...apologize...Neon right?" Weiss said.

Neon nodded. "S'okay, you alright?" She asked.

"Just a little nervous." Weiss sighed.

"You don't have to be." Neon smiled.

"I've never done this before." Weiss admitted.

"What, sex?" Neon asked.

"No...I mean yes...I mean...not like this." Weiss struggled.

"Ah, you've never hooked up before?" Neon asked.

"No...and it's been a while." Weiss confirmed.

Neon slid off the table to the bench beside Weiss, still facing the opposite way. "Dry spell?" Neon laughed.

"Just a lack of interest I suppose." Weiss shrugged.

"What changed?" Neon asked.

"My friends' relationship status." Weiss groaned.

"Oh, you feel left out." Neon suggested.

"Just a tad." Weiss said. "Neon, are you alright with this?"

"If I wasn't, I wouldn't be here Weiss." Neon replied.

"I just don't want to use you." Weiss said.

"I don't mind being used." Neon purred. Weiss shuddered and turned to Neon who looked back with dilated eyes. Neon slowly leaned in, pausing just before Weiss' lips. Weiss closed her eyes and the remaining distance.

Neon pulled Weiss up to the door of her dorm room. "Coco gave us the room for the night." She smirked. She opened the door and pushed Weiss inside, slipping in and closing the door before shoving Weiss against it. "We have all night to work out these beautiful, tense muscles."

Neon started kissing up Weiss' neck. With a gasp Weiss put her hands on the Faunus' shoulders, pushing her away. "N-Neon, wait." Weiss said. "First I need to admit I haven't been entirely honest with you."

"What about?" Neon asked.

"S-sex." Weiss replied. "My...experience to be exact."

"You're…" Neon started. Weiss nodded, looking ashamed, and casting her eyes downward. A hand on her cheek lifted her head, bring her gaze back to Neon's. "Hey, it's okay. Nothing to be ashamed of. We all have to start somewhere."

Neon backed away, taking Weiss' hands in her own, pulling her until she fell back to sit on the bed. Weiss sighed and sat beside her. "I'm sorry."

"Weiss, it's okay." Neon assured her. "Do you still want to do this?"

"God yes." Weiss declared. "It's just...I know what to do...but I'm…"

"Weiss, kiss me." Neon commanded. Weiss did as instructed. The kiss started gentle but grew deeper and more heated. Neon fell backwards, pulling Weiss on top of her. Weiss allowed her hands to explore, trailing along Neon's chest, stomach and hips, then along her legs which were soon wrapped around her waist. She felt Neon's tail coil around her thigh, the soft fur sending a shiver of excitement through her body. Weiss' lips moved from Neon's to her neck. A gentle bite coaxed a small whine. Weiss ran her nails along Neon's thigh, receiving an even louder whine.

Weiss' heart beat hard in her chest as her breathing grew heavy to match Neon's. "Y-you like that huh?" Weiss asked.

"Please don't stop." Neon gasped.

Weiss bit down on Neon's shoulder, harder than before. "Gladly."

Blake sat on her bed reading. After all the studying she had recently had to do it was nice to get to read for pleasure. The door clicked open and Velvet staggered in, her gait unsteady and uneven. The scent hit Blake immediately. Coco and sex, just like every other day, but there was more. Blake had smelled another person, in addition to Coco, on Velvet. It was not the first time. If she had bumped into someone sweaty on the way back to the room it would have a similar effect. But not only was the same scent present, yet another joined it.

Blake put her book down. "Velvet…" She started.

"I'll open a window, I'm too worn out to shower." Velvet said.

"Is everything alright with Coco?" Blake asked. "I can smell others. You're not being forced to do anything, are you?"

"No...no!" Velvet gasped. "It's all consensual. Just a bit of fun."

"Oh, okay." Blake said with a sigh of relief. "If there's ever a problem, don't be afraid to tell me."

"I'm touched that you're that worried about me, but why would you think that?" Velvet asked.

"I...know someone." Blake replied. "I'd rather not go into detail."

"Oh...well...thank you for caring." Velvet said. "If something's wrong I promise I'll tell you."

"Come on mom, 43 isn't 50." Yang said, still holding Summer's feet down with her knees. "You're not going anywhere until you finish your sit-ups."

"But I really need to use the bathroom." Summer protested.

"Do seven more sit-ups or you're pissing here." Yang threatened. Along with Pyrrha she had been whipping Summer into shape. The results were a little slow in coming but they were coming.

"I'll make you clean it up." Summer countered. The door clicked open and Pyrrha walked in, home from work. "Pyrrha, help me!"

"You said you wanted to get in shape." Pyrrha said, holding up her hands. "I'm not bailing you out."

"Just finish the damn sit-ups mom." Yang demanded. "All this complaining has been too much of a rest already."

"I'm writing you out of my will." Summer grumbled. Grunting with each rep she did her last seven sit-ups.

"See, that wasn't so bad." Yang said. "Now go ahead and go to the bathroom before you make a mess."

"Okay...so I may have lied about that." Summer admitted.

"To get out of seven sit-ups!?" Yang gasped. "You're the worst."

"Worse than we have to put up with at the gym." Pyrrha confirmed.

"Sorry." Summer said.

"You know Yang, you could definitely come back to work again." Pyrrha suggested.

"I agree." Summer said.

"But…" Yang said, gesturing toward her stump.

"You don't need two arms to be a personal trainer." Summer said. "You've been proving that here."

"I just...I don't feel comfortable having people do stuff I can't." Yang sighed.

"You might have to reduce the weight or reps, but you can still do the exercises." Pyrrha said. "I don't see how it's a problem."

"I can't even do push-ups." Yang protested.

"Oh?" Pyrrha said. She dropped to the floor, hooked her right arm behind her back, and did a few one-armed push-ups. "You can do them too. You've always been stronger than me."

"I guess but…" Yang started.

"Hell, only having the one arm makes for a good argument." Summer observed. "If you can get into shape with just one, your clients can surely get fit with two."

"That's...yeah." Yang allowed. "You're not wrong. I just...I'm not ready yet."

"When you are I'm sure you'll be welcome." Pyrrha said. "Just don't give up, okay?"

Yang sighed, then smiled. "Okay."

Blake sat in the shade of a big tree, Ruby lying back between her legs, head nestled in Blake's lap. Ruby had fallen asleep more or less immediately so Blake got to reading as she snoozed. Weiss walked over. "You two look comfortable." She said.

"Room for two." Ruby mumbled, holding out her arms in Weiss' general direction.

"Pass." Weiss said. "Winter just called."

"Everything okay?" Blake asked.

"She's fine." Weiss replied. "Just wanted to know if we had anything planned for the weekend."

"Nothing I'm aware of." Blake shrugged. "Ruby?"

"Nope, why?" Ruby asked.

"She wants to spend some time with us." Weiss replied. "And meet the newest member of our family."

"Ruby, want to meet Winter?" Blake asked.

"Do you think she'll approve of me?" Ruby asked.

"She's not as uptight as Weiss." Blake laughed.

"Hey!" Weiss protested.

"She'll love you Ruby." Blake assured her. "She's always wanted to adopt a puppy."

"Woof." Ruby laughed.

"Meow." Blake said.

"You two are sickly sweet." Weiss shook her head.

"You love us." Ruby said.

"Unfortunately." Weiss groaned.

Pyrrha appeared in Yang's doorway. Yang was in the midst of one of her down days, the days where she only emerged from her room for necessities, when she was feeling particularly useless. "Summer and I are baking brownies." Pyrrha said. "Want to join?"

"Sure, what the hell." Yang sighed. She forced herself out of bed and followed Pyrrha to the kitchen where Summer was already at work.

"Oh good." Summer said as she spotted Yang. "You know the recipe. Start pouring the ingredients." She gestured toward the mixing bowl.

"I'm afraid I won't be much help." Pyrrha said. "I haven't quite memorized the recipe."

"We can handle this part." Summer said.

Yang went to work measuring out the ingredients. Though her left hand was a little shaky she managed to get everything in the bowl without any spills. "And now it's my turn to be useless." Yang groaned. "Mix it up."

"We could tie a whisk to your stump." Summer laughed. Yang glared at her. "I'm just joking Yang."

"Yeah, I know." Yang said before her stern expression melted into laughter.

Summer picked up the bowl and mixed the contents until they formed a uniform gooey brown. Summer put the bowl and whisk down, sliding the tray over. "Can I lick the whisk?" Pyrrha asked.

Goddamn, if it were anyone in the room but my mother. Yang thought. "You can lick whatever you want." She said. Wait...fuck! No, bad brain! Why?!

"Yang!" Summer shouted.

"Sorry mom." Yang sighed.

"I was going to say that." Summer complained.

Goddamn, I'm in a room with a literal MILF and my hot best friend, and all I can think of is licking. Pyrrha thought.

Pyrrha and Summer went to work transferring the batter from the bowl to the baking tray. The key was to pour it evenly. "You know, Ruby once tried to bake a cookie/brownie/cheesecake." Yang said.

"Wait...that's not how it works." Pyrrha protested. "That's not how anything works!"

"This kitchen has seen some shit." Summer laughed. "At least this clean-up will be simpler."

Pyrrha helped Summer put the two trays of brownies in the oven to bake, then the trio cleaned up. There was not much to do, though cleaning the bowls, measuring cups and utensils was a bit of a chore. "Well, what now?" Yang asked once they finished.

"Sit-ups?" Summer suggested.

"I'm game." Pyrrha said.

"Let's do it." Yang agreed.

The trio moved to the living room. Pyrrha and Summer moved the coffee table aside, making room for all three to do their exercises side-by-side. "What do you say, last one to quit wins?" Pyrrha suggested.

"I don't stand a chance." Summer complained.

"Sit-up for sit-up." Yang said. "Let's go."

The trio started at a measured pace, all the way up and all the way back down, over and over. Summer lasted about a minute before her abs were burning and she could lift herself no more. Yang and Pyrrha kept going like it was nothing. They were like machines. Even as they started sweating and their breath grew labored they continued, grunting and wincing with every rep. Then Pyrrha got about halfway up before falling back. Yang completed her sit-up and waited on her back. Pyrrha tried again but could go no further. "I give." Pyrrha gasped.

"I win, as usual!" Yang cheered, leaping to her feet. She lifted her shirt, revealing the surgery scars on her torso. "You can slice 'em up and I still win!"

"You have an unfair advantage." Pyrrha complained. "I have to lift two arms."

"Silver linings." Yang said with a smirk.

Blake growled, straddling her prone partners legs, pumping the length of the strap-on into her. She held Ruby firmly in place with a tight choke hold, her hands clamped on either side of her neck. Gasps and moans barely escaped Ruby's lips as Blake's ministrations intensified, the double end of the dildo driving her towards climax as well. Blake squeezed her eyes shut and snarled, waves of pleasure pulsing through her body. As her world faded to white she heard Ruby whine, feeling her shudder before falling still.

Blake panted heavily as the orgasmic haze faded. She became aware of her body again, feeling returning, tingling disappearing. She realized her arms were still tensed, her hands clamped around Ruby's throat. A cold feeling ran down her spine as she realized Ruby was silent and still. She immediately pulled her hands back, already shaking. Ruby's face was a ghostly white, her eyes partially open and glazed.

"Ruby...Ruby?" Blake whimpered. "Ruby, Ruby wake up!" Blake shook the petite girl who remained motionless. "Ruby, oh God Ruby, no, please no!" Ruby's eyes fluttered and Blake gasped as Ruby half-sighed and half-groaned awake. "Ruby, are you okay?"

"Blake...that was the single most powerful orgasm I can remember." Ruby panted. "You were amazing. Thank you."

"I...I don't think I can do that again." Blake admitted, her eyes filled with tears. Ruby noticed Blake was shaking. "Please."

"It's okay." Ruby said. She sat up to embrace Blake. "I won't force you."

Summer sat at the kitchen table, sipping a glass of red wine. The chores were done, Yang was asleep, and Pyrrha was at work. Nothing to do. In the years since her divorce, Summer had often found herself bored like this. Being a substitute teacher did not really fill the void and she had taken time off to take care of Yang anyway. She thought about going back, but what if Yang needed her? Maybe she would make the call in a few weeks. The door clicked and opened, Pyrrha walking in.

"You're back early." Summer noted.

"Oh, hi Summer." Pyrrha smiled. "Yeah, I only had one afternoon appointment and she canceled. Glynda figured I should just head home and spend some time with Yang."

"She's asleep." Summer said.

"Oh, then I'll spend time with you." Pyrrha shrugged. She tossed her bag on the couch and walked over to the kitchen table.

"Want a glass?" Summer asked, gesturing toward the bottle of wine.

"I don't drink." Pyrrha declined. Summer frowned. "But I can start."

Summer's face brightened. She got up and fetched a glass, filling it with the red liquid. "They say it's good for you." Summer shrugged. "I always preferred white wine though."

Pyrrha took a sip. She was not really a fan but it was not too bad. "What have you been up to today?" She asked.

"Nothing." Summer sighed. "Just hanging around. It's a little boring."

"Maybe I should call up Nora and see if she wants to hang out." Pyrrha suggested. "That would take care of your boredom problem real quick."

"I don't think I'm in the mood for a whirlwind." Summer laughed. "Cleaning supplies are expensive." She gazed out the window. The leaves were starting to change color. "Speaking of Nora, you dated Ren for a while, right?"

"I did." Pyrrha confirmed. "He and Nora decided to see other people for a while. They'd only dated each other and wanted to know what it was like to be with someone else."

"What's he like?" Summer asked. "It's pretty hard to get a read on him."

"Being quiet and mysterious is a big part of who he is." Pyrrha agreed. "He doesn't show much emotion, but if you really get to know him, you can tell he feels it. He's very kind and wise, always reassuring, always knew just what to say. He's so gentle and caring, I can't think of a better person to be my first boyfriend. We're still great friends. I know I can talk to him about anything."

"He sounds wonderful." Summer smiled. "Why did you ever break up?"

"From very early on I knew it wouldn't be forever." Pyrrha admitted. "He loved me, that much was certain, and I loved him, but he loved Nora more. They're really perfect for each other. I feel if I'd asked him, he would have stayed with me, and we would have been happy together, the way Nora and Yang would have been happy together. But it just didn't feel right. What we had was lovely, but what he had with Nora was truly beautiful."

"What happened afterwards?" Summer asked.

"I cried, a lot." Pyrrha replied. "I listened to music, stuff I never listened to before, I drove a lot, worked out. I even started drinking. I met up with Yang and we did that together. Then I took a good hard look at myself. I decided it wasn't healthy, and I moved on. Ren's no less my friend than before, and I feel I understand Nora better as well. She's a lucky girl."

"Tissue?" Summer offered.

Pyrrha had begun tearing up without even realizing it. "Thanks." She said.

"You answered some questions for me." Summer said. "Is there anything you want to know?"

"No, not really." Pyrrha answered. She started to get up but sat back down. "Wait...yes. Exactly what happened with Yang and Raven? I know Raven is Yang's biological mother, but I'm kind of fuzzy on how the whole situation developed."

"Ah, well, back when we were young, we had a bit of a love triangle." Summer explained. "I was in love with Tai, Tai was in love with Raven, Raven was in love with me and Tai."

"Sounds...complicated." Pyrrha observed.

"I wasn't really into women." Summer continued. "I mean, me and Raven had some times, but I was never sure how I felt. I loved Tai, but I cared for her too. So we kind of settled."

"You were comfortable with that?" Pyrrha asked.

"I got to be with my best friend and 'the love of my life' so yeah." Summer confirmed. "Things seemed fine for me...and then Raven fell pregnant."

"Yang wasn't planned?" Pyrrha inquired.

"We'd discussed children." Summer said. "Tai and I were all for it, Raven was uncertain. When she missed a period she was scared. When the test showed positive she was terrified. She wasn't ready to be a mother, but Tai wanted to be a father."

"You convinced her to keep the baby?" Pyrrha asked.

"Raven turned to me." Summer replied. "I said if she was willing to carry the baby to term, I would take care of the child until she was ready to step in. Eight months later, Yang was born."

"How did Raven handle it?" Pyrrha asked.

"She distanced herself." Summer sighed. "It was difficult. We were all hurting in a way. Eventually things settled again, except it was only me and Tai. We married and two years later Ruby was born. Raven slowly came back into our lives. As you know she was 'Aunt Raven' for a long time. I never liked it, but I didn't want to push her away, not again."

"Tissue?" Pyrrha offered.

Summer had begun tearing up without even realizing it. "Thanks." She said. "I can't say I've made the best decisions in my life, sometimes I've felt I've done more harm than good. But then I think of Yang and Ruby, and remind myself that I couldn't have done any better for myself, for them, and there's no sense second guessing myself."

"Yang and Ruby...my life would have been so much less without them." Pyrrha smiled. "They're wonderful people Summer. You've done well."

"Thank you Pyrrha." Summer smiled back. "I needed to hear that. Wish I could hear it more often."

Pyrrha pulled Summer into a hug. "Today's an awfully sappy day." Pyrrha observed.

"Ha, sometimes we deserve one." Summer laughed.

"Preach." Pyrrha smirked.