“You sure about this?” he asked. “I mean I know this isn’t our first time, but…”

“Oh, good. I’m glad you’re keeping count,” Weiss said with a roll of her eyes.

“I don’t have protection this time,” Jaune admitted, wincing because saying it out loud was even more painful than first realizing it.

Without missing a beat, Weiss grabbed hold of Jaune’s hand and placed it in her lap. “There are other ways we can do this,” she deadpanned. “So I’d appreciate it if you dropped the commentary along with those jeans.”