The Wager 1 (Continuation of The Bet!)

Back by popular demand! I'm glad you liked The Bet so much that I didn't even really need to make a poll for this, hahaha.

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Jaune blinked up at the ceiling in shock as he felt his body complain against him.

His muscles were sore, his eyelids were heavy, and he felt parched as sweat stubbornly clung to his skin.

Yet despite all of that, Jaune Arc himself could not find anything to complain about.

Why, you ask?

Because he just got laid!

To Blake Belladonna no less!

A stupid grin grew on his face as he remembered her pale, bubbly ass bouncing in front of him.

If Jaune had anything to complain about, it’s that it was over too soon!

“Come on, Jaune! We need to get dressed if we want to have breakfast before classes start!” She shouted, rushing throughout the room to gather her clothes while he laid at the bed.

He marveled at the easy way she moved, the sway of her breasts, and the swing of her hips. It was as if, other than being worried about breakfast, things didn’t change much for her.

To Jaune, however, it felt like the world changed.

Colors were sharper, sounds were clearer, and despite the soreness of his body, he had never felt more at ease than he had before.

He breathed deeply as he looked up from his bed before releasing a sigh of relief towards the ceiling.

A smile stuck on his lips, even as Blake looked at him.

“You’re smiling. Why are you smiling?” She tilted her head at him while putting on her school uniform.

Jaune, however, couldn’t help but laugh at that.

“Why wouldn’t I be? I just got laid!” He smirked confidently, a hysterical laugh threatening to escape his mouth as she blinked at him.

“Why, yes. Yes, you did.” Her demeanor softened, a smile slowly crawling up her face as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ears.

Jaune’s heart skipped at that, and he watched as she slowly sauntered towards him.

“And may I just say you performed ably? You were a quick learner.” 

“T-Thanks, I guess.” He stuttered, his mouth dry as she suddenly mounted him.

It was too bad she was already wearing her school uniform that she packed with her, or else he would’ve wanted to go for another round.

His interest, however, did not go unnoticed as she smiled down at him.

“You want another round?” She asked, moving her hips back and forth to Jaune’s pleasure as his hands found her hips.

“With you, Blake? I can go on forever.”

“Flatterer.” She sighed, closing her eyes as her underwear rubbed against his cock.

The texture grated against him, but Jaune wasn’t going to complain as he heard Blake begin to moan.

“Too….bad, we don’t have the time and I don’t have the stamina. I’m a little sore down there as well.” She smiled sadly down at him, but Jaune only shook his head.

“Don’t apologize. You just gave me the best night of my life.”

“So far.” She grinned before leaning down to engage him in a soft, slow kiss.

Their lips meshed against each other, and Jaune savored the taste of her warm, wet tongue. 

“”Mmhmm.””

They moaned together, but eventually, they had to separate as Blake leaned up backward to take a deep breath.

“We really have to go if we want to get some breakfast.” She breathed out, looking at him with half-lidded eyes as Jaune sighed at her.

“Alright, just give me five minutes.”

Blake rolled her eyes at him, hopping off of his crotch as a smile formed on her face.

“Men. It took me 15 minutes to prepare and you only need five?”

Jaune laughed at that, rushing towards the bath to rinse the sweat off, wash his face, brush his teeth, and dry his whole body, all within three minutes.

The rest of the time was spent on getting his school uniform on.

Was it thorough? Not in the slightest, he’d have to take a shower before lunch using the lockers room, but it was enough to get him ready for the morning.

He smiled as he saw Blake sitting on the bed, she looked prim, she looked proper, and other than a slight case of bed hair, she looked perfect.

She finished by tying up her ears with her bow, and she smiled back at him as she stood up.

“Ready?”

Jaune didn’t know whether to hold her hand or do anything else. They weren’t an official couple yet, but they were certainly closer than just friends now with how the night went down. 

All he could do was nod slowly as he rubbed the back of his head awkwardly.

“Ready as I’ll ever be.”

She took a moment to look at him, but a chuckle left her mouth as her hands suddenly reached out. “You should know how to fix your tie by now.”

“S-Sorry. I guess I’m still a little shaky from last night. What do we tell the others by the way?” He blushed, watching as her amber eyes fixed themselves at him.

“Don’t be nervous. They probably think I just slept in the library while researching the White Fang.” Blake chuckled, and Jaune couldn’t help but have his own eyes locked onto her pink kissable lips.

His interest was obvious, and a coy smile crept up Blake’s lips as she moved to pinch his cheeks.

“Still not satisfied, I see.” 

“I’m sorry, you’re just too beautiful!” He whined, his hand reaching up to rub his now red cheek.

“Fine, but let this be the last kiss for today.” She whispered, snaking her hands behind his neck as a grin grew on his face.

“I’ll take it.” He breathed out, his own hands wrapping themselves around her waist as he slowly leaned downward.

They met slowly, their lips meshing together in a deep kiss as they pulled each other deeper.

It wasn’t as intense as what they did last night, but it was just as passionate. Jaune actually felt like they were much more intimate now, despite it just being a kiss.

Blake must’ve been feeling the same thing, because she moaned deeply into his mouth before trying to hug him tighter.

Jaune relished the feeling. It made him feel loved, desired, and wanted.

Alas, all good things must come to an end, and this was no exception.

They separated with a smack, half-lidded eyes staring at each other as heavy breaths wafted between them.

“We…..really should go now.” Blake said heavily, her eyes smoldering with desire as she patted his chest.

Jaune himself had to gulp back any protest just to be able to restrain himself.

He breathed heavily, clenching his hand over Blake’s before lifting it up to kiss it.

His blue eyes stared at hers just as he said three important words.

“We should go.”

Anything else he could say was lost deep in his heart because saying anything else like I want you, or I need you would just cause them to be late.

Blake agreed, and a sigh left her mouth as she nodded slowly in understanding.

They parted reluctantly, but the moment Blake smiled back at him, Jaune knew everything was alright.

Jaune smiled back, reaching a hand out, to which Blake raised an eyebrow.

To his pleasure, however, she took it with a smile on her face.

“Only until the cafeteria, okay?”

“Okay.” Jaune beamed, enjoying the feeling of her hand on his.

He felt giddy, not only did he manage to sleep with Blake last night, he even managed to coax a wonderful kiss in the morning, and now they were going to hold hands while walking to the cafeteria!

It actually felt like they were dating!

Jaune felt like he was on cloud nine! It was as if a surge of energy was empowering his whole body just because he and Blake were holding hands!

He felt amazing!

No, scratch that.

He felt INVINCIBLE!

But everything changed when they stepped out of the room.

There, crowding the hallway outside his new room, were the students from Haven.

All the students from Haven.

At least it looked like it was all of them.

He could see both familiar and unfamiliar faces alike. 

Sun was there, teary-eyed and sniffling, while Neptune patted him comfortingly.

Mercury Black was also there, scowling furiously at him with bloodshot eyes, together with his enigmatic team.

Groans, curses, and harsh whispers flew as the students from Haven finally took note of him and Blake’s holding hands.

“Gods fucking damn it!”

Jaune blinked at the curse, but his mouth moved automatically even as he ground to a halt.

“Language!”

“Don’t you language me, Jaune Arc!” Emerald Sustrai called out, her red eyes glaring at him as she pointed a finger right into his face. “You’re the reason why we’re like this!”

“Like….huh?” He tilted his head confusedly.

Emerald, for her part, only looked at him with wide eyes while waving all around them like it was obvious.

It was Mercury, however, who spelled out what was obvious.

“You weren’t exactly quiet, you dipshit! We heard you through the wall!”

“Don’t tell me you all heard…” Jaune paled, trailing off as he looked at the rest of the students.

Thankfully, he saw people shaking their heads, even if it wasn’t all of them.

“Nah, some of us were spared, but only because we were on the other end of the hall. We’re just here to see if the rest were talking shit or if it’s all true.”

Still, the embarrassment lingered as they stuck around to watch.

Things only got worse, however, when another student smiled at his and Blake’s hands. 

“Judging by the state of things, I’m guessing it is true.”

He heard a whimper, and looking towards the source, he saw Sun Wukong slouching in defeat with a gloomy face.

“It was all night. They did it all night.” 

“S-Sorry.” Jaune winced out apologetically, Blake’s own hand tightened over his as she reminded him that this was just as embarrassing for her as it was for him,

He only got dirty looks from Sun’s team, however, even as the rest of the students looked at him in awe.

“Impressive.” The same student from earlier called out. She had short light blonde hair, and tan skin, but the bags under her eyes told him that she was also suffering from lack of sleep despite the genuine smile on her face.

Jaune would like to be honest. Despite feeling embarrassed and apologetic towards Blake and everyone else, he felt a measure of pride.

“Shut the hell up, Arslan!” Emerald Sustrai once again shouted, jolting him out of his thoughts and calling out the student with bags under her eyes before turning towards Jaune with a glare on her face. “No freaking way a guy is that good! This is a setup! A scheme, I say! It’s Beacon’s plan to get us all tired and sleep-deprived before the tournament!”

Jaune reeled back at the heat in her voice, even as mutters broke out from the crowd around them.

“Hey! Don’t talk to her that way!”

“Or what, Reese?! Or what?! Your room is across the hallway and two walls away from them yet you still heard them, right?! Imagine how it’s like being next to theirs!”

Seeing things were getting heated even between the Haven students, Jaune decided to step in before they could be delayed even further.

They really needed to get to the cafeteria considering the activity they just did last night.

“Look, guys. I’m sorry if we kept you up. Arc’s word, we promise not to be too loud next time.” He raised his hand placatingly, a sigh coming out of his mouth as he just wanted things to be over and done with.

His words, however, had the opposite effect.

“Next time? They have a next time?” Sun gasped in horror, his eyes wide, as Jaune immediately blushed when his mind finally caught up to his words.

Jaune turned to Blake immediately, thankfully, she wasn’t mad. Just really, really embarrassed.

She only bumped her shoulder against him, not denying, but not agreeing with his words either as she blushed down towards the floor.

Mutters and grumbles started from the Haven students, but the student whose name he now knew as Arslan only smiled at him.

“Just make sure to keep it down next time.”

An awkward grin grew on his face, but he watched as Arslan and her team left towards the cafeteria, and with their departure, students startled to trickle away. There were some holdouts, mainly Emerald, who was grumbling beside her team, but even they only sent him curious looks at the end before leaving as well.

Jaune sighed before stiffening as a realization came over his head.

If this was what he had to face first thing in the morning, what was he going to encounter when the rumors spread? Worse than that, however, was his imagination at how Yang and Pyrrha would react.

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Pyrrha Nikos was not a vengeful person, neither was she jealous and petty. She wasn’t going to say she was perfect, but she endeavored to be kind on and off the ring. 

Sure, she might have felt anger, frustration, perhaps even become a bit too competitive in the fighting room, but Pyrrha Nikos never felt the urge to make things personal.

But when Jaune and Blake entered through the cafeteria door together, Pyrrha Nikos was suddenly a whirlwind of emotion.

“What the fuck?” Yang muttered with wide eyes beside her, even as Ruby suddenly snapped towards her with a fork.

“Language, Yang!”

Pyrrha, however, could only nod in agreement with Yang, because really, what the fuck?

Blake was glowing, a light blush coloring her face gave her a healthy look despite the bags below her eyes. The way she grinned embarrassedly at them, however, was the one that really set Pyrrha on edge.

She turned towards Jaune, and immediately, Pyrrha noted the nervous look in his blue eyes.

She did not like where this was going, and she was not the only one.

“Blake?! I thought you were off looking for the White Fang again?!” Weiss shrieked, just as surprised as they were, judging by how wide her eyes were.

Blake, however, had the audacity to grin at them.

“I was, but I decided to let off some steam.”

Now, wasn’t that vague and concerning.

Pyrrha looked at Blake like she just presented her with a bomb. She didn’t know whether to defuse it or just let it explode, but the choice was taken off of her hands as one Nora Valkyrie promptly set it off.

“Did you fuck?”

Silence.

Solemn, complete silence filled their surroundings as all eyes turned towards their table.

Nora Valkyrie, however, as befitting of Nora Valkyrie herself, only shrugged her shoulders unapologetically.

“What? We were all thinking it.”

Palm met face, and a slap was immediately heard as Lie Ren dragged his hand down his face.

“Nora, just because we are thinking it, doesn’t mean you have to say it.”

That immediately broke the silence, and Pyrrha’s eyes slowly turned towards Jaune again as he gave her his unequivocal confirmation.

“We did.” 

Pyrrha’s mind exploded, her eyes turning glassy as her Semblance bent the spoon in her hand.

In fact, it did more than that, her Semblance extended towards every metal utensil in the cafeteria and bent them out of shape. From spoons, to forks, to knives, and to even trays. They all rose up and bent of shape to the horror of everyone there.

They fucked.

They really did fuck.

She was his partner, but she wasn’t the first one he kissed.

She was his partner, but she wasn’t the first one he fucked.

She was his partner, but he looked towards another team for both.

What next? Was he going to marry one of them next first?

Now that lit a fire under her, and Pyrrha’s eyes immediately sharpened with one thought in mind.

“Dibs.”

Eyes immediately snapped towards her, but Pyrrha only gave them a determined look, even as Jaune shakily gulped at her.

“For what?”

Emerald eyes bored sharply into blue as Pyrrha only said one word.

“Dibs.”

“Oookay, thanks for the clarification, Pyrrha, but before that…” Yang trailed off before slowly turning towards Blake.

“Blake, what the fuck?!”

Blake, however, only raised her hand defensively at that with a smile on her face.

“What? You told me I could use him to destress myself.” 

And just like that, Pyrrha’s eyes snapped towards Yang.

“So you’re the one to blame for this!” She glared, getting Yang to reel back before the blonde gathered herself and furrowed her brows at Blake.

“No, wait! That was before the dance! And I only told her to make out with him!”

“We did make out.” Blake smiled smugly, but it was not the defense she thought it was, even as Nora barked a laugh.

“You made out and then some!”

“Nora, maybe we should leave them to their own relationship troubles?” Ren groaned, but Nora only laughed harder, even as Pyrrha growled loudly at the reminder.

“It doesn’t matter. I’m next.”

There was, however, some resistance to her declaration.

“The hell you are! I’m the one who’s going next!” Yang shouted loudly, slamming her hand on the table before standing up to glare at Pyrrha.

Pyrrha, however, would not be cowed. She was a four-time regional champion, for goodness’ sake! She knew how to defend what was hers, and defend it she would!

She slammed her own hands down, standing up to meet Yang blow for blow.

“I called dibs!” She shouted, her face as red as her hair, even as Yang snorted.

“Dibs don’t work on this sort of thing!”

Before she could even defend the sanctity of dibs, however, another voice cut in.

“Ladies, ladies, we all know that if there is someone who should be next then-” Weiss Schnee started, standing up with her hands out before being promptly shouted down.

“”Shut up, Weiss!””

No way. No way in hell was she going to make way for someone who refused to even acknowledge her own feelings. 

And it seemed like Yang thought the same. It was perhaps the first time they thought in the same vein, except, of course, from the fact that they both wanted to be next with Jaune.

“Rude.” Weiss pouted pettily at them, sitting down even as Ruby snorted at her.

“What did you think was going to happen? You don’t even like Jaune that way, remember?”

Weiss looked sideways, huffing as she crossed her arms at her partner.

“You’re not interested, Ruby?”

Both Pyrrha and Yang immediately froze at that, even Jaune stiffened as he looked at his best friend with a pale face.

Ruby, however, only snorted once again, a smile gracing her face even as all eyes landed on her.

“We haven’t even kissed yet. Besides, I’m 15. The age of consent is 16 so unless you want Jaune to land in jail…..”

“I have no plans of landing in jail.” Jaune cut in, a pale look on his face that made Ruby smirk at him.

“Good answer.” 

Pyrrha breathed a sigh of relief at that. Barring Yang, Ruby was perhaps her greatest rival for Jaune’s affections. 

Still, just because Ruby wasn’t in the running now, doesn’t mean she wouldn’t be in the running soon. Time would pass, and when Ruby was older, Pyrrha could see Jaune falling for her feminine wiles.

For now, however, it was time for her own feminine wiles to prevail. Something that Yang seemed intent on stopping as she immediately stared at Jaune with heated eyes.

“Well, what’s it going to be, lover boy? Who’s next?”

Pyrrha scowled at being beaten to the punch, but with the question already asked, she only stayed silent as they both looked at Jaune who immediately reeled back from them.

“Uhm…….neither?”

Jaune Arc could not have answered worse.

Immediately, hands grabbed his collar and he found himself sandwiched between Pyrrha and Yang.

“Listen here, Jaune Arc. You better say you are joking because by the Brothers, I am going to sleep with you, and it will be soon.” She growled, but Jaune only shook as Yang bared her teeth at them.

“But not before me.”

Emerald eyes locked into lilac ones that slowly turned red, and Pyrrha knew there was only one way this was going to go. Judging by Yang’s stare, however, she arrived at the same conclusion.

Before either of them could say anything, however, another voice cut in with a compromise.

“Why don’t you do it together?” Blake suggested, a cheshire grin on her face as she stared at them innocently.

Pyrrha and Yang paused, assessing each other as they both took in Blake’s words.

Her, and Yang, and Jaune together?

She could already see Jaune blushing and stammering at the thought, and at that point, there was only one response Pyrrha could give to that.

“”I’m still going first!”” They replied at the same time, and immediately, all eyes widened as Pyrrha and Yang bared their teeth at each other once again.

Damn, looks like it was back to the original plan.

Again, however, it was neither of them who managed to voice it.

“Well, why don’t you just fight for it?” Nora threw in, a wide grin on her face as she relished the unfolding chaos.

“Uhm, guys. Professor Goodwitch said no violence, remember?” Ruby cut in, however, but at that point, Pyrrha and Yang were already silent.

They didn’t need words to communicate because they were already thinking the same thing.

It wasn’t violence if it was in Combat Class.

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Glynda Goodwitch groaned tiredly as before she could even say anything to start her class, two hands were already being raised.

“”I volunteer to fight Pyrrha/Yang!””

“Ms. Nikos, Ms. Xiao Long, am I right in assuming this is about Jaune Arc?” She asked, already resisting the urge to roll her eyes as both girls immediately shook their heads at the same time.

“”No, Professor. It’s just training.””

Gods, they were even in sync, even as they kept their glares at each other!

“I thought I told you not to use violence when settling your differences.” Glynda said sternly, her eyes flicking to Jaune Arc, who sat woodenly on his seat.

She wasn’t shouting just yet, but her voice was raised enough that her other students froze in their seats.

The two, however, were unfazed as they kept looking at each other, even as they stood at the same time.

“”No, Professor. This is just training.”” They repeated, and Glynda had to pinch the bridge of her nose as she released a sigh of frustration.

“At least it’s just the two of you.” 

……She never should have tempted fate. She knew it the moment they left her mouth. Glynda knew that the Brother Gods were real, so why in the world would fate and karma not be?

And so for her hubris, fate and karma decided to exert their presence by having another student raise their hand.

“I would like to throw my hat in the ring, Professor.”

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Hey, everyone! I hope you liked it! Let me know who you think the mystery third conteder is?! And drop the girls you want to be involved in the comment down below. I already have a rough outline of how I want this to end, but there's no reason why I can't think about adding those who you want.