"Okay, this is it, final warning." Nora said, and there was nothing about her voice that seemed to be playing around as she looked at Pyrrha with a steady, unwavering gaze. The dance was pretty much over, and through it all, she had been frustrated endlessly by the ways that Pyrrha had danced around the issue of just going after Jaune at last. Pyrrha was clearly into him, but she had refused to go for it for some reason utterly beyond Nora's understanding. As a concerned friend and someone who just wanted her dorm room to stop being a festering den of sexual tension and unrequited feelings. "Either you confess to Jaune, or I do."

Pyrrha thought she knew what was coming, and it was exactly what she expected, but she hadn't taken it that way, looking in shock at Nora. At the steady face on the usually smiling orange-haired girl. She misunderstood the threat entirely, not thinking that Nora was going to tell Jaune how Pyrrha felt about him, but that she was going to tell him how she felt about him. That she apparently had feelings for Jaune at all was a shock to Nora, but in some strange way, the missing push she hadn't had all this time, the threat of competition, left her face flashing with a steely resolve. Finally, a threat too major to ignore. "Okay," she said, nodding quickly. "I'll do it."

"Really?" Nora asked, briefly softening in surprise, tilting her head and looking curiously at her friend before sterning right back up. "Then get over there and do it! It's almost ten, right? You go to bed early even on weekends, so drag Jaune back to the dorm and seduce him! I'll keep Ren busy here as long as I can."

It seemed odd for Pyrrha to be getting held from a girl she wrongly perceived as her competition, but she didn't care too much about that, seeking out Jaune, still standing around in a dress and rocking it more than he should have been. "Hey Jaune? I want to head back to the dorms, but I'd rather not leave the dance alone. Would you mind walking me back?"

Jaune wasn't going anywhere or doing anything, and he figured it was better to just go for this than to be left lingering around wishing a girl would dance with him. "Sure."

"Thanks," Pyrrha said, sliding her arm through his and holding him close enough to leave some questions about their departure. "Just go with it, please." She smiled at him, trying to hide the burning within her as she started off toward the door, feeling lit up with an excitement that left her giddy. They walked quickly, her pace brisk and excited as she felt Jaune's warmth beside her, so unmistakable and soothing.

"Of course," Jaune said, a little nervous and blushing as people stared at him on his way out. There was something about leaving the dance with a beautiful girl on his arm that seemed to draw attention, and what really confused him was that Pyrrha had been the one asking him to cover for her, not the other way around. It felt wrong, almost backwards, but he didn't complain. In fact, if she needed him to play cover, he wanted to do as good a job as he could for his partner "Hey uh, if you really want people to think you're not alone then maybe I should do this." He leaned in to peck on her cheek as they walked right past team CRDL.

"O-oh," Pyrrha said, burning up even hotter. "Yes, that's a very good idea." She swallowed audibly, feeling the pressure on now as they stepped outside and continued on, still up close and keeping up their illusion.

The walk back to the dorms felt short, but Pyrrha didn't realize it was mostly because she had taken such a quick pace back, her footsteps getting impatient and quick. All the while, Jaune clung to her, as if waiting for her to say it was alright to break their illusion, but she didn't, and so he stayed right there with her the entire way back, and until they were in their dorm room. Then, finally, he let go of her, and Pyrrha was left biting down on a little whine, fighting the urge to reach out for him again. His warmth soothed her.

"Thanks for walking me back, Jaune. I really appreciate the help." She held her hands down in front of her, fingers clasped as she looked at him, thinking about how to approach this. She was flying by the seat of her pants now, honestly as clueless as could be about how to make this work, but committed to trying.

"Of course," Jaune said. "I'm happy to help any way I can, and I managed to have Cardin and his goons see me kissing you, so we both came out of this looking pretty good."

Letting out a small laugh, Pyrrha burned even brighter as she slowly started to turn. "If you're happy to help, then could I ask for one more little thing?" She showed the back of her sleek red dress off. "The zipper in the back is giving me some trouble, and I was wondering if you could help me out of the dress."

Jaune's eyes widened, but he nodded slowly. "Yeah, sure," he said, staring at Pyrrha's back as he stepped forward, brushing her hair out of the side and reaching for the zipper. He thought little of it, and expected she would keep the front lifted up and provide her some modesty while she went off to change. But instead, the sleek red dress hit the floor, and a completely naked Pyrrha Nikos looked over her shoulder, elegant and smiling as she stared at her stammering, shocked teammate. "Pyrrha?"

Turning slowly around, Pyrrha made a bit more dramatic a show than she had expected to of her reveal, turning around and standing naked and blushing before Jaune. "Thank you for helping me get undressed," she said softly, placing a hand onto his shoulder and leaning forward. "Do you like what you see?" Pyrrha didn't wait long enough to let Jaune answer the question, a bit panicked in her steady approach, trying too hard to come off as sultry and seductive when really she had no idea what she was doing. Thankfully though, it was enough of an idea to be able to land her lips on his properly, and to kiss him. And once she was kissing him, it wasn't very hard at all to let impulse take over, her other had grabbing the back of his head, running her fingers through his hair as she adored him with her touch and her kiss.

Surprised into near silence by everything happening to him, Jaune was in disbelief, but the 'good' kind. The kind that left him wondering how he had become so fucking lucky that a girl as pretty as Pyrrha was noticing him and kissing him. As they finally broke away he looked at her, soaking in the sight of her gorgeous and utterly naked body before him. "Wow. I... Have you..."

"Yes," she said, nodding fervidly, not even sure he was asking if she was into him, but proceeding as if she was. "So much, Jaune. I never knew how to tell you, but I knew that tonight had to be the night. Our night." She held him close and kissed him again. "Say yes to me, please."

"A thousand times, yes." Jaune's head buzzed with confusion, and soon with confusion about where he even was as his feet left the ground and he found himself down on his bed, lying on his back as Pyrrha climbed onto him, tugging away at the bet-losing dress he had to wear, pulling it off and then diving right for the boxers he wore beneath. He groaned as she undressed him, hands running along his body feverishly, touching him all over with the needy desperation of someone who had imagined this moment so many times.

"Whoa," Pyrrha said, nearly stumbling back as she gasped in shock at the sight she uncovered. As she pulled Jaune's underwear down, she found before her something startling. His cock was massive. Not just big. Massive. Unrealistic porn star massive. Long and fat and steadily filling with blood to become even larder, Pyrrha couldn't believe her eyes as she stared at it. "Jaune, do you feel lightheaded right now?"

"No," he said. "I hear it's a common problem, but I never have it." He shook his head, not surprised by Pyrrha's reaction. It was a lot to be shocked by.

"I'm getting lightheaded just looking at it. But that's okay, I'm not going to let that stop us from making this our night." She took his cock confidently in hand, feeling it throb in her gasp, almost ominous as she realized the struggle in even getting her fingers around his meaty base. It was a little frightening, admittedly; such a massive cock would have given an average girl or even a typical huntress a hard time. But she was supposed to be the best of the best, and for once in her life she mustered up the cockiness to throw herself down onto Jaune's ridiculously large cock at any cost. Even though, as she did so, she let out a cry of shock, feeling his cock inside of her, proving just how big it was as she took him into her, maybe too bold and too aggressive. Reckless, even. Pyrrha's body wasn't ready for a cock like that, and she let out a wince of frustration as the sensations hit her hard. It was a lot to take, but she couldn't let that stop her.

Jaune could tell she was definitely struggling, and he reached for her sides, almost trying to pull back. "Are you alright?" he asked, wondering if he should urge her to pull off of him. She seemed a little bit too eager for this, and maybe going slow would have gone better. But as much as he was worried about her, a groan utterly lacking in concern still spilled its way past his lips, shuddering as he felt the hot, wet embrace of Pyrrha's amazingly tight pussy around his cock. He had her opened up wide, and nothing but pure bliss could follow.

"Now that I have you in me, I couldn't be better." Pyrrha shook it off, clinging to Jaune as she leaned forward, pushing him forward and pressing her lips against his again. She wasn't going to let this stop, figuring she could just fuck herself loose, durable and capable enough to fake her way into being able to genuinely handle it. Moving slowly back and forth, she started to ride his lap slow and tender, peppering his face with all the kisses she could reach for it. "I'll be okay. As long as it's with you."

Holding onto each other tightly, the two moved nice and slow, savouring the sweet patience of letting them both build things up and see where it went. "You feel so good around me," Jaune said, fingers pressing into Pyrrha's back as he clung to her, and the second she stopped kissing him all over he replied with a flurry of his own kisses, refusing to let up in the steady pecking at her gorgeous face. He was all too happy to let his happen, to feel Pyrrha moving steady atop him, as loving as could be in her steady riding of his lap. The beautiful redhead so graceful and loving... It was incredible, and it left his chest tight. Tight with excitement at realizing he'd inadvertently won the heart of such a great girl. Tight with guilt over having had eyes for Weiss for so long that he hadn't ever realized what a great thing he had standing right beside him. But not anymore.

The struggle didn't last as long as Pyrrha expected it to. She grew more and more used to it with each roll of her hips, and before long, it was all pleasure, fluid and exciting. Pure satisfaction hit her in waves, and it drove her body to move quicker and steadier, moaning as embraced what she would have never thought possible, mostly through her own problems with courage. But now, Pyrrha felt like she had courage in spades, taking his cock deep into her pussy, moaning as she rode him quickly, soaking in his warmth and in the absolute bliss that came from being with him. "And you feel amazing inside of me. Like it fits just right." She couldn't keep away from his kiss for long, and the more she got it, the more she craved it.

Jaune kept his own motions slow, thrusting gently up into Pyrrha and mostly just trying to match her pace with his own, not wanting to go too hard at her as she still learned how to take him. "This does feel perfect," he agreed. "Like it should have always been this way. But now it can be." He was intent on doing everything he could to see this through, this amazing moment leaving him groaning and shuddering, his cock twitching inside of the clenching confines of her slick pussy, which quivering around his girthy length. This was the kind of ending to the dance he didn't know he needed until it was right there in front of him, and now that he had it, it was all he could think about.

'There is only one thing that could make it more perfect," Pyrrha moaned, not even caring if 'more perfect' was nonsense. "Let's finish together, please." She dug her fingers into his sides, crying out as she moved quicker. "I'm so close, and no man has ever made me cum before, but you're going to pull it off, and I want to feel you fill me! Ah, Jaune!" She expected a storybook ending, the blissful mutual orgasm that rightfully awaited them as a perfect capstone to their first time together, and as her orgasm struck she let out the happiest of noises and shuddered in pure bliss.

But Jaune remained unstirred.

Pyrrha bucked atop his cock, expecting the gooey warmth and satisfaction that should have been the ending to this beautiful moment, but as she slowed down, she found that Jaune hadn't gotten off. "What?" she asked, staring down in curiosity and disappointment at him. "Jaune, is everything okay?" Her first thought was one of worry that she had done something wrong. "Did I-"

"No," Jaune said quickly, not letting her worry for a second about that. "No, you were amazing, Pyrrha, I promise. But I've... Well, I was hoping I would cum and not have to explain this, but I have only ever gotten off once in my life. And it involved masturbating for so long that my arm cramped up and hurt for weeks. It's just not something I can do. Please, don't blame yourself for it." He wrapped his arms slowly around her, placing one on the back of her head and gently pulling her in for a soft kiss. "Besides, just because I didn't orgasm doesn't mean it wasn't great. And I'm happy that you got off. That's satisfaction enough for me."

But Pyrrha wouldn't have any of that. She met the kiss, but then pulled back, shaking her head. "No," she said firmly. "No, we're going to do this. I'm going to satisfy you fully, and you're going to cum tonight. You're too great to go without, Jaune, and I won't take no for an answer." It felt wrong, and with Jaune being so kind and understanding about it, she didn't want to go immediately into sinking self-flagellation, but wanted instead to give him the pleasure he deserved.

Pyrrha started next with a blowjob, getting down onto her knees, hands grasping the massive cock as she began to lick it. There was no way she was going to be able to fit something of his size into her mouth, so she didn't even try, focusing instead on the utter worship of his cock, in sloppy kisses and licks, showing the massive dick all of the reverence it so truly deserved. The taste of her pussy was heavy on his shaft, her nectar coating the throbbing member and leaving her to be able to taste herself more than she ever had before. It was tart with a faint sweetness, but licked off of Jaune's flesh, she was willing to accept it, moaning as she worked him steadily over.

But she kept licking and licking, and Jaune watched in concern as she went. It felt good, he'd give her that; he took great delight in moaning and caressing her hair, showing her all the affection and appreciation he could. But he didn't cum, and he worried that she was going to wear out her jaw before she wore down his stamina. "Don't push yourself too far," he said, concerned for Pyrrha's well-being. "This feels amazing, but I don't want you to be unable to talk tomorrow."

Undaunted by that concern, Pyrrha simply grabbed hold of her perky breasts and wrapped them around the base. There was little danger in wearing her jaw out with a titfuck as she worked her cleavage up and down his cock, sure that her gorgeous tits could make any man lose himself. Steady she went, staring up at him and watching as his face twisted in delight from the steadiness of her ministrations. "Do it," she purred, rubbing her cheek against the head of his cock, nuzzling it as she continued to adore his shaft. "I want you to cum all over my face. Make me yours, Jaune!" But nothing. Despite being an accomplished warrior, Pyrrha's arms were sore before Jaune had spilled a drop.

Back to sex she went, going harder on his cock than before with her newfound confidence. She rode his lap reverse cowgirl style, and adored the way Jaune played with her ass as she moved, the firm cheeks deserving plenty of attention. They bounced as she moved, her pussy greedily clenching around his cock, trying desperately to milk him of his seed, to draw what had to no doubt be a massive load given the swollen state of his balls, round and plump to match the massive cock they dangled beneath. And she wanted it all, groaning as she tried her best to get it, moving desperately, fast and hard and all kinds of reckless. But in the end, she only got herself off.

With Pyrrha lying on top of Jaune, she went at it again, this time with her pussy down against his lips. The blonde may not have been very experienced, but he had the art of eating pussy down, and she couldn't help moaning against his cock and she licked it all over, wiggling her hips and rubbing her drooling twat down against his mouth. It felt almost greedy to be going for another orgasm as she tried to give him his first, but he had insisted on this position and on giving her pleasure, and she couldn't help but enjoy every sweet second of his tongue at her clit and slithering around inside of her, complete with groans of, "You taste so amazing, Pyrrha," that felt like he was as awestruck with her as she was with his dick.

Unsurprisingly, he wasn't even close by the time she was done.

"Cum all over me," Pyrrha moaned as Jaune knelt between her spread legs. She lay on the bed, his cock base resting on her pussy as she used both hands and the ample amount of spit and quim she'd ended up coating the cock with to give him a rapid double handjob, gripping it tightly with both her strong hands and working it over as hard as she could. As she did so, she rubbed her pussy against his cock, hoping the heat radiating off of her would be enough to get him off as she stared stubbornly at the cock, ignoring the way her arms began to tire and everything became heavier and more difficult. They had been at it for so long now, each position failing miserably and the night ticking away. Frustration mounted, and it came out in the form of a furiously shouted, "Why won't you cum?" directed at his cock, made all the worse as another orgasm wracked her body. "Fuck," she groaned as she felt even worse about the pleasure.

That was when Jaune had to step in. "You're too tired to keep going," he said, pulling back from her gently and kissing her again. He ran his fingers through her hair and sighed. "Come on, let's get in the shower before Nora and Ren come back, and then we can cuddle up. Please, Pyrrha, I promise, tonight has been amazing, and we don't need to worry about my orgasms right now. I'm not going anywhere, and we'll have plenty of times to try. Now come on." He guided the exhausted, breathless girl up and guided her to the shower so they could clean up all the sweat they had worked up, get nice and clean so that she could fall asleep in his arms. "As long as it's with you, I'm going to love whatever we do."

"I love you," Jaune said as he lay there, an arm wrapped around her waist as he held her close.

"I love you too," Pyrrha responded, eyes wide closed as she soaked in his warmth, pressed back against his chest, trying her best to enjoy cuddling up with him after their shower, but she couldn't shake her worries or her shame. Jaune quickly fell asleep with her in his arms, but she was stuck awake. Dwelling. Thinking. Unable to get over the fact that she had failed to please her lover. That she had been brought to orgasm after orgasm, while Jaune stayed there, still rock hard against her rear even now. It was frustrating to linger with the knowledge that such a horrible mark lingered on their otherwise beautiful night together, and she couldn't get over it.

She knew it wasn't her. She didn't take that part to heart, knowing Jaune was honest and kind and that he was surely just someone who couldn't cum, maybe tying somehow into his massive endowment. Pyrrha wanted to be okay with that, but it wasn't as easy as it sounded. Even if he was strange like that, she should have been better, should have been able to help him overcome it through her love, her talents, her generous assets. But it hadn't worked.

Desperate times called for desperate measures. Pyrrha needed a solution, and her mind turned immediately to Yang. If anyone would know how to get a guy off, surely it was Yang! Admittedly probably the school slut as far as reputation for her "popularity" with the other students went, the best chance Pyrrha had at solving the Jaune problem was in throwing him into the arms of a woman who had more experience and knowledge with getting boys off. She could get some tips and figure out what to do based on studying Yang, and then, hopefully, she would be able to do it all herself.

There was no way this plan could go wrong.