Yang!

"Yang...!" you gasp, her fingers working magic on your shaft.

The buxom brawler grins evilly at the torment the Bumblebee pair were inflicting upon you as she times her stroking with Blake's toes, making you shake on your knees with pent up desire. Your balls felt so insufferably full and heavy, you feared they would burst from the pressure. If you weren't liberally leaking precum before, you were certainly oozing it now, making a slimy mess of Blake's foot and now Yang's hand.

"Go on then, Lover Boy. Cum," Yang teases into your ear.

"That's right... cum all over my foot you nasty man," Blake encouraged.

"Fuck!" comes your cry.

All at once they pressure is released, bursting from your cockhead with enough explosive **** through the delicate fabric in the gap between Blake's toes to clear her head with the first volley. The girls gasp and cheer with delight as you lose yourself in their grips, shuddering and groaning as they milk you to completion. The second volley splatters across your neko's chest, and a third drapes across her naval, the tail end landing just low enough to get mixed into her pussy by her pumping fingers. From there was just a steady pumping of spunk being milked from you by Yang's attentive hand while Blake reverently works your money shots into her skin. Wasted seed.

"Blake..." comes Yang's husky voice. "Why don't you wash up while I get our boytoy nice and ready for another round?"

"Mmmm don't mind if I do," Blake agrees as she swings her legs over the edge of the fountain.

Your eyes remain transfixed upon the gentle sway of her luscious rear as she wades out into the cascading streams at its center to shower. Such a sight was already enough to keep you rigid and ready, yet your lust took another lurch forward as you feel a pair of lips wrap themselves around your swollen head. Your gaze drops to find Yang lewdly slurping with wanton abandon, humming in time with each deep suckle and sending maddening shivers down your spine. Your fingers thread into her hair, coaxing her to pick up the pace. She obliges and adds a hand to stroke in rhythm with her mouth, milking remnants of your last load from deep within you.

"You want to fuck her again, don't you?" Yang purrs against your cockhead.

"Gods yes," you admit with a lustful growl.

Yang smiles mischievously as she engulfs your dick with her mouth once more, lapping happily at the oozing pre-cum dripping from your slit. If this buxom bombshell kept this up any longer, you'd be blasting into her mouth rather than a nice, Faunus cunt. Said Faunus was currently washing away your ivory spunk into the crystalline streams of the fountain in the cool, Autumn air yet she showed no notice to the chill. Her cascading, ebony-violet locks clung to her drenched body, skin glistening in the moonlight in a mesmerizing luster... and she belonged to you, wholly. You wanted so badly to fill her once more, but you had more pressing matters to attend to first. Threading your fingers into Yang's locks, you grip firmly at her scalp and hold her in place. Lilac eyes shoot up towards yours in surprise, her irises flashing dangerously with scarlet fire as you interrupted her handiwork.

"But first I'm going to fuck you," you command. "Bend over the edge of the fountain."

A shudder runs through Yang's body as you take charge of her.

"Yes Sir," she groans with arousal, allowing you spin her in place.

The positioning is rather awkward at first given the fountain's edge was lower than waist level, but from a kneeling point Yang manages to find a more-or-less comfortable angle, tipping her creamy ass up towards your crotch, your shaft standing at full attention. With one hand on Yang's cheek and another wrapped around your base for aim, you place the swollen tip at her sweltering core and lock eyes with a supremely turned on Blake. She bites her lip and gives you the barest of nods. At her command, you sink deeply into Yang until your balls rested against her clit, eliciting a loud, mutual moan from you both. Her muscled cunt was as sweltering as ever, a stark contrast to the chill of the night air. It begged for a liquid cure to quench the most primal of fires.

You work yourself into a steady rhythm, timing perfectly with Yang's amorous back-shots, the slapping of hips upon cheeks echoing throughout the courtyard. Over and over you drive with long, purposeful strokes, forcing the buxom brawler to arch her back in amorous style.

"Pull my hair," she suddenly blurts out as a wave of feminine juices washes over you.

"What?" you ask, brows raised with disbelief.

"I said pull my fucking hair!" she growls, throwing her head over her shoulder to glare at you.

Her eyes were smoldering coals. It made you even harder than steel.

"As you wish."

You thread your fingers through her stunning, golden locks and yank hard, bending her backwards at an angle that you swore would cripple a normal girl. Not so for a well-trained Huntress. She shrieks with ecstasy, biting down desperately on her hand to keep from waking the entire school. A fierce wash of feminine juices follows shortly after, coating your thrusting member with scalding girl-honey. Feeling your own orgasm quickly chasing after hers, you lean forward and possessively wrap an arm around your buxom lover, growling your release into her ear.

"Mine."

Planting your cock crown snugly against her cervix, you let loose with a violent, eager volley of sperm, blasting her insides an opaque white. Over and over again you press yourself deeply into her, flexing powerfully through her wringing channel as she milks your member for all your worth. Lost in the roiling euphoria of orgasmic highs, Yang turns her head over her shoulder and, with a free arm, pulls you in for a voracious kiss as you pump her full with virile swimmers.

"Gods damn, Lover Boy," she gasps against your lips. "How much more cum do you have?!"

"I went almost a week without proper release, what do you think?" you answer with a smirk, nipping at her ear in the process.

"You already dumped so much into my partner. You're such a man-whore," Yang teases despite the shivers running up her spine.

You settle on grinding against her plump rear, working your cum deep into her womb, a vain attempt at breeding in the face of the safeguards you gave her at her request. Still, she appreciated practice runs if her meeting your every movement was any indication. A sudden jolt of pleasure strikes her body soon after as you dip your hand down to her core and teasingly spread her pussy lips, showing your oozing, mixed juices to the enraptured cat Faunus masturbating furiously to you pumping her teammate and best friend. Her eyes suddenly squeeze shut as a shudder runs down her body.

"Look at her, Yang. She seems so needy," you whisper into Yang's ear.

"Then we'd better help her, don't you think?" she suggests in kind.

Giving her a playful, approving smack on the rear, you usher Yang forward as she pulls herself free of your grip and cock, and with legs slightly shaking from the pounding you just gave her, she wades out into the fountain. It isn't until she's pulled Blake into her arms that said Faunus is jolted from her self-driven stupor, eyes wide with shock as her mouth flaps to form words. The words never come. She has no opportunity as Yang draws her into a passionate, open-mouthed kiss. At the same time, her best friend's fingers slide down her navel and roughly push into Blake's womanhood. The effect is instant as she violently shudder's in Yang's embrace, grunting and mewling into the steamy make-out session with wild abandon. At long last you personally bore witness to a Bumblebee session that all the fans back home could only dream about. A special moment like this deserves to continue unspoiled for as long as possible, and so you decide to sit patiently at the fountain's edge, watching the scene unfold before you.

Both girls' bodies writhe against each other as their tongues coil in a sensual, inflamed dance while their hands run restless over dripping, lustrous skin. A groan of approving lust escapes your lips as Yang reaches down to cup Blake's Bellabooty, prompting Blake to lift her leg up along bi-lover's thigh. That same hand traces the length of that leg, caressing Blake through her now water-logged stockings before quickly peeling them down. In a surprising move, Yang leaves them bunched up around Blake's ankle, followed abruptly by dropping to her knees and draping that perfect leg over her shoulder.

"W-what? Yang what are you- oh fuck!~"

Blake's stammering takes a crescendo pitch as Yang delves greedily into a warm, needy kitty with her fearless tongue. You couldn't help it now, your hand jacking steadily to the lewd display. She was relentless in her ****, greedily eating out her partner as if it was her last meal, and even moaning appreciatively whenever her tongue scooped out some of your left-over spunk no doubt dripping from Blake's well-seeded womb. She lapped, suckled, and even scraped with her teeth against inflamed lips and clitoris, driving Blake swiftly to the very heights of ecstasy.

"Right there, Yang! Don't stop!" she cries out. "You're making me cum...! So... fucking... hard!"

Emboldened by her partner's feverish keening, Yang grins widely and adds a pair of fingers deep into Blake's clenching cunt, striking with precision accuracy against her g-spot. An animalistic howl follows, far more appropriate for a canine rather than a feline. Blake's hips thrust and grind against Yang's face in wanton overload, her hands gripping and yanking at golden tresses while her body is wracked with full spasms, her cat ears flattening down against her head. She desperately presses her back up against the fountain, her free leg unable to support herself. Coupled with Yang's face and questing fingers holding her aloft in orgasmic allure, it was the most glorious sight you've ever beheld; 100% worth the wait, but you were done waiting. Rising to your feet, you stride purposefully into the fountain to join your girls, cock bobbing at the ready for the first lucky girl.

"Yang... Yang...!" gasps Blake as she desperately pats on her partner's shoulder, her eyes locking on to yours.

"Hmmm?" Yang hums questionably, her head turning over her shoulder to find you patiently waiting, cock in hand.

"Looks like someone is ready for a round three," she says with a grin.

"At this point, I've lost count," you reply with a shrug. "Now... I believe it's my turn to please our kitty cat, wouldn't you say?"

"Mmmmm our kitty cat," Yang echoes with an appreciative shudder. "I like the sound of that."

"I think she does too," you agree with a smirk.

Said kitty cat was blushing furiously, her ears flattened fully against her head as she hid her mouth behind bashful hands, though these timid characteristics were overshadowed by the concentrated, heat-induced lust in her eyes. Aftershocks of orgasmic bliss jolted through her, tremors that seem to strengthen with apprehension as you step forward to spear her. Eager to play spectator to your debauchery, Yang steps out from beneath her partner. You slip in her place just in time to keep Blake from falling over, catching her dangling leg in your hand and stepping in between her legs. She demurely wraps her arms over your shoulders, biting her lip in eager anticipation as you stand at attention, bobbing and throbbing just beneath her winking core.

"Kiss me," she blurts out huskily as she stares into your eyes.

Abrupt as it was, the raw emotion in her voice sent a shiver down your spine, and you lunge forward to capture her lips with yours. Your hips follow, spearing into her from head to base in one, smooth motion. She squeals with delight into your mouth as your tongues coil together in a sensual dance while sparks of electricity jolt through your cock and into your body. She was so blissfully snug around you, squeezing and undulating along your length. You felt as though you could burst right then and there but you held fast. This was for Blake's pleasure after all. With a wordless groan, you begin pistoning into her with long strokes.

Sparks course through your joined bodies, sending goosebumps shivering across glistening skin. Over and over again you delved deep into her quivering depths, much to the Neko's wanton delight. Every light tap against her cervix prompted the minuscule window to widen ever so slightly, allowing previously planted seed to seep out into her thoroughly packed channel. The extra lubrication left her walls especially slick. Emboldened by her rising cries echoing into your mouth, you grip tightly against her ass and accelerate your pace, the smacking of hips mixing with the sloshing of the fountain's pool creating a symphony of debauchery that would no doubt get all three of you expelled. At least, it would if you were just a normal human back home in your normal world.

Of course, there was nothing normal about this exhibitionist threesome, about this world you turned into your personal playground, or about the many girls who became your eager and willing lovers. Oh no, this was the fantastic epitome of wish fulfillment at its finest, and you were loving every second of it.

Your hips have now sped up into a blur, leaving Blake to cling desperately to your body as bolts of ecstasy course through her in rapid succession. Her mouth was growing slack against yours as you lustfully plow into her, a testament to your divine skill and libido. If this didn't satisfy her heat, you weren't sure what would, save of course a full week of non-stop raucous sex. Not that such a thing intimidated you of course. At any rate, you could feel your own release rapidly approaching, the churning slosh of pent up seed becoming too great for your balls to contain. Your rapid fire pistoning abruptly slows to deep, long strokes, melding perfectly with Blake's cunt massage. A rapid twitching follows as your quivering shaft prepares to blast one last, titanic volley of baby juice deep into your Faunus mother-to-be.

That was when you felt it, a wet and slimy appendage tracing along the underside of your shaft, followed by a pair of hands that weren't Blake's pulling you as deep into your midnight lover as possible. Your eyes pop open in lascivious shock and your gaze drops down to find Yang kneeling beneath the both of you, actively encouraging the breeding of her introverted teammate. You could take no more. With a roar into Blake's mouth, one that is equally answered, you press yourself tightly into her cervix, so tightly that the slit of your urethra fits through so perfectly as to create a vacuum seal into her womb. A rumbling follows as you unleash your desires into her with a **** reminiscent to a fire hydrant. The pressure isn't lost on Blake as she rips her mouth free of yours.

"So much!" she gasps in awe. "S-so... so strong!! Breed me Michael!! BREED ME!!"

Her shrieking has you desperately covering her mouth with your own once more. You did not want to go through the trouble of erasing a mind now, not in the middle of what was possibly the greatest orgasm of your young life. You pant, growl, gasp and moan with each shuddering thrust, emptying yourself so thoroughly that the clenching of your prostate actually caused you some minor pain. It didn't help either that Blake's nails were raking along your shoulder blades. Still you continued to spew, lightly ballooning out her abdomen by your lewd inflation in a comical display, all the while with Yang now firmly jacking at the base of your shaft, making sure you put every last drop deep into her half comatose partner.

"Gods damn... you sure did a number on her..." Yang says with awe as she climbs out to join you.

"Uh huh..." is all you managed to say, exhaustion clear in your voice.

The buxom brawler shakes her head with amusement as she helps lower you both into the water, leaning you against the fountain itself and sitting Blake in your lap, dick still lodged deeply inside of her to prevent any of your cum from leaking out. You lovingly caress her cat ears as she clings to you.

"Did you have fun?" you murmur against her lips.

"Uh huh..." Blake moans dumbly. "That... oh Gods..."

Shuddering aftershocks run through her body, her pussy impossibly sensitive even to the minute caresses of gently swaying waters. It sent goosebumps across her skin as she basked in magical afterglow whilst lovingly making out with you.

"So... would you say your heat is sated?" you ask teasingly between kisses.

Blake smiles bashfully at your directness.

"Surprisingly yes... for now anyway..." she answers quietly. "I'll be... horny again in the next few hours though. It usually lasts about a week, and it's always unbearable so... I'll need help managing it."

"A few hours?!" you thought incredulously. "After all of that?!"

"You can cum to me for help anytime!" Yang adds in with a waggle of her eyebrows, embracing her partner from behind and not at all put off by a heat driven libido.

The completely mood-breaking yet not at all unexpected pun has you guffawing openly, much to Blake's chagrin.

"That was terrible and completely unoriginal, but I'll let it slide because I now know what else your tongue can do," she says with a flat tone and stare over her shoulder, a stare that only makes Yang grin wider and prouder.

"Ok so besides the obvious, what else do you need to help manage your heat?" you ask, getting your chortles back under control.

"Isolation from the general public. I made sure to get this week cleared with Professor Goodwitch so I can be excused from my classes whenever the need arises. All I have to do is call her in the morning and let her know my Cycle has started. She was... refreshingly understanding of the condition, though I guess I shouldn't be surprised."

"Velvet?" Yang quips.

"Velvet."

You hadn't even thought of that. Poor Velvet must have an even worse time than Blake if the instincts of rabbits bled over into their humanoid counterparts. You write a mental note to explore that avenue later. At any rate, it was at this point that Blake made an attempt to stand, a groan of pleasure and disappointment leaving you both as she dislodges herself from your flagging erection. Her legs shake uncontrollably even under her own modest weight, and so she quickly collapses back into Yang's arms.

"Shit, what the hell did you two do to me?!" Blake gasps out incredulously, facing her partner specifically. " And you! How'd you even do that?!"

"Golden tongue and golden fingers. Being one myself, I know a thing or two about pleasing a woman. Besides, I explored a little with girls not long before I came to Beacon. I gotchu, Kitty Cat."

Before Blake could protest, Yang reaches down and picks her partner up into a bridal carry. Blake's arms reach out around Yang's shoulders out of instinct for security, her face showing clear disdain despite how utterly entranced she was with her best friend turned lover not minutes earlier. The buxom blonde then wades forward as you stand to join her.

"I'll get her cleaned up," Yang offers as she leans over to kiss you lovingly on the lips. "Mind if I bring her to your place? I think it'd be better for her instead of our room. This should also go without saying that I'll be joining her as often as possible. Huntress partners and all that, ya know? I doubt you'd say no, but it'd be rude not to ask."

"Not at all," you readily agree. "I'd be honored to host you and our Kitty Cat in her time of need."

"Oh yes, her needs will be very great."

"And they'll require our utmost standards of care and attention."

"Standards befit of a princess."

"Don't tell Weiss."

"Right? She'll want to be pampered too."

"Guys, I'm literally right here," Blake speaks up between you, her face red with mortification.

"It's all teasing out of love, hun," you reassure her, followed by giving her your own passionate kiss.

Her frustration melts away as quickly as it came, the old romantic coming back to the forefront of her character as she lovingly cups your face in her hands. Her tongue slips out to dance with yours, sending shivers down your spine. Outside, you were cool and composed, but inside you were utterly giddy with excitement. Bumblebee has officially joined your harem in it's final form, and they'd be staying with you for the near future.