HE won't fuck her. But someone will.

Jaune looked past her, seeing Pyrrha still bending over her bed.

"Pyrrha. You can stop." he said.

Pyrrha stood up, she was thankful she still had pants on, but she knew her butt would be sore for a bit.

"Sorry about that. I kind of got... distracted" Jaune laughed nervously.

Pyrrha scrunched her face. Jaune could tell she wasn't actually mad. She was just putting on a little show as she sat down.

"Mrow?" Blake asked. She had picked her book back up and was looking at Jaune with pleading eyes.

"Looking to him to save you? Fine. You can stop meowing" Yang began "Barks only!"

Blake glared at her

"Woof!"

Yang thought that was hilarious. But Jaune looked back at her.

"That wasn't very nice, Yang. Blake, you can talk again."

"Thank you, Master" she said with a genuine smile.

Yang crossed her arms

"Aw man..."

Jaune then looked back at her. Her face going from a pout, to somewhat worried

"W-why are you looking at me like that?"

"Wanna fuck your sister?" he whispered. Yang's face went red as she leaped up from the bed.

"WHAT?! No way!" she protested.

"Hm. That's a shame. Isn't it My Pet Slavegirl"

Yang's mind immediately responded to the trigger as she dropped to her knees in front of him, her eyes looking down at his feet.

"How may I be of service, Master?" she asked, her personality not showing through at all. But he knew she'd remember all of this when she woke.

"Woah woah. She has a **** trigger?" Blake asked, now looking at Yang with interest.

"Like I said, she's my trigger toy. Eventually she'll have a trigger for every occasion provided I can remember them all" he shrugged. "Now, ****. And Ruby. You two are going to have sex."

"As you desire, Master" she said

"Sounds fun!" Ruby said with glee.