The combat classroom.

Glynda followed along behind Jaune before blinking as she saw the door he had led her to. "Mister Arc?" she asked, calling him that in public as a default despite no one being around.

"Yes?" he asked.

"This is my classroom," she told him.

"And?" he teased.

"Well... I'm simply uncertain why you chose this place."

"Well for starters, only you and Ozpin have the passkey to it, as it's the combat room as well, and I doubt he'll show up unannounced, and furthermore, it's soundproofed, so we can be as loud as we want," Jaune explained. "And if someone sees us go in

"Ah, I see..." Glynda remarked, opening the door. "We'll have to come up with other safe locations, but this will do for now."

"Well, as Yang and I are officially dating, I can get away with having sex with her in the dorms," Jaune said. "Maybe Pyrrha and Blake too, if we spin it as Yang wanting a threesome and they agreed to it, it's the rest of the harem I am most concerned with," Jaune admitted as the door shut.

"Understandable," Glynda mused. "If it helps, Professor Peach asked us to get some sap from the Forever Fall Forest tomorrow, so the class will be going on a field trip, there will be some opportunities for you to break from the group with whoever you fancy."

"...that does help," Jaune agreed, before slumping.

"Is something the matter?" Glynda raised an eyebrow.

"...I'm going to have to structure almost all of my fun time until Ozpin's suspicions die down," Jaune sighed.

"Ah," she noted. "Well then, how should we start?"

"First... Mask off," Jaune said, and Glynda blinked, before sinking to her knees.

"Yes Master... How may I serve you?" she asked, completely submissive, all formality gone.