Nora has one request

"Although..." Nora said, her grin returning. "You did just make a mess on me. The polite thing to do would be to clean it up!"

Jaune blinked once, then nodded again.

"Uh...yeah. That's fair."

He bent down and grabbed the washcloth he had dropped, wringing it out and putting a fresh glob of soap on it. He then bent down awkwardly, placing the cloth on her upper chest and moving it in small circles.

Very quickly, it became clear that Jaune was uncomfortable hunched over as he was. Nora, ever the helper, had an easy solution.

"You should get on your knees," she offered. "It'll probably be easier on your back."

Jaune, in his post-orgasm haze, didn't think too hard about this. He just mumbled an agreement and sank to his knees, his face now eye-level with Nora's boobs. Given what they'd just done, Jaune didn't think Nora would care about him getting an eyeful. So, while he got to work cleaning his cum off of her surprisingly toned front, his eyes were locked on her chest, appreciating how they swayed each time his hands brushed them.

A minute or so into this, though, Jaune glanced up and saw Nora looking down at him, a knowing smile on her face.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" he asked.

"Hm...a little," Nora admitted. "Like I said, your hands are really strong. I like how they feel on my body."

"I see," Jaune responded, getting back to work on his task.

"Plus, you're cute when you're embarrassed. And you get embarrassed pretty easily."

Jaune shook his head and sighed.

"Well...my naked teammate jumping me in the shower doesn't exactly scream 'normal Tuesday'."

Nora laughed, and kept going.

"Not just that! Like when we first got here, you'd always get so flustered when Pyrrha or I talked to you."

Jaune looked toward the ground for a moment, not keen to remember that time.

"Yeah, well...beautiful women weren't exactly lining up to talk to me, back home. They just saw me as the lanky, awkward kid down the street."

Nora scoffed at that.

"Jaune, you're anything but lanky, now. If you wanted, you could get a hot girlfriend," she said. "Like Pyrrha! If you asked her out, I'm sure she'd say yes."

Jaune looked up again, hopeful.

"Really?"

"Hell yeah! You just have to put yourself out there!"

Jaune blushed at the thought and averted his gaze again.

"You know...I never thought I'd be getting dating advice from a woman I'm soaping up."

"Yeah...life has a funny way of playing tricks on ya," Nora laughed. "Seriously, though. You should ask her."

Jaune stood up, having finished cleaning his cum off of Nora.

"I mean...don't get me wrong, I think Pyrrha is hot. And she's really nice, and she's an amazing fighter..."

"There's a 'but' coming." Nora folded her arms. "And it's not the sexy kind."

"I just...I don't think I could actually ask her out," Jaune confessed. "I tried back home, but I always got tongue-tied and made an idiot of myself."

Nora thought for a moment, stepping out of the shower and grabbing a towel to dry herself with.

"Give me a few days," she said, winking. "I'll think of something."