Seeing Double

“Hey, Mr. Arrrrc.” A feminine voice purred.

You turned to see Melanie, the girl in white sitting next to you. She stretched a bit and leaned up against the bar, which just happened to accentuate her chest and legs. You eyed her up and down for a moment, admiring the attractive girl. Her black hair was similar to Blake’s, but her green eyes were more similar to Pyrrha. She adjusted her white feathery scarf and then ran her white gloved fingers down your arm.

“Hey, Melanie, right?” You asked.

“You remember.” She giggled batting an eye at you. “Is it alright if I call you Jaune, handsome?”

“Sure…”

Then it hit you like a truck.

She was flirting with you!

A girl was actually flirting with you. This was without the marker giving you control over her desires or person. Not only that, this girl was hot. Maybe not Yang or Pyrrha level, but close to Blake’s level. Thinking about it now, Beacon was full of hot girls and this girl would fit right in.

“I liked how you and Junior handled blondie,” Melanie mused, still running her gloved hand on your arm. “You really know how to lay down the law.” She looked you up and down. “Want a drink? My treat.”

“I’ll buy you one as thanks.” You replied, trying to play it cool, while inside you were giddy.

It was one thing to have sex and fun with girls you ‘owned’ due to magic written ownership. It was completely different to have a girl approach YOU. Nervousness ran through your veins, before you calmed yourself down. Being on a team of attractive girls helped you learn how to talk to them. At least you weren’t blabbing incoherently to her like the old you would have.

“Such a gentleman.” Melanie giggled and she raised her free hand to gesture the bartender over. A moment later, you both had drinks in your hands. “So, not only blondie, but THE Pyrrha Nikos? How did you manage that?”

“It’s kind of a long story,” You lied. “But now we are partners at Beacon.”

“A strapping Huntsman,” Melanie interjected. “No wonder blondie listens to you. When you smacked her butt, that was hot.”

“She takes a firm hand sometimes.” You chuckle.

“MEL!” An indignant voice called out and you turned around to see her sister, Miltia, march over. Like her sister, she wore a shoulder less dress, but hers was red and black. There was even a similar feather scarf and gloves that matched her dress. A big difference was she had a large red feather in her hair.

“Hey, Mil!” Melanie replied cheerfully. “What’s up?”

“You said we would approach him together!”

“Snooze you lose.”

“Bitch!”

“Whore!”

You were pretty amused at their antics.

Finally getting tired of her sister, Miltia turned to you.

“Hey, Jaune,” She greeted you, not even pretending to be formal. “You should ignore my slut of a sister. Just so you know, I always liked the tall, blonde, and scraggly guys.”

“What the hell?!” Melanie argued. “That’s rich coming for you. How long ago was it when you brought a guy back to your room? Two days ago?”

“Didn’t you bring back three guys to you room yesterday?” Miltia countered. “You’re so loose, you probably have to shove a pad up there to keep everything from falling out.”

“Oh, that’s it!” Melanie reached forward to grab her sister, but you interjected.

“Ladies!” He said, “How about we jush have another round? Get to know each other. Thersh no reason to fight.” You missed the slight slur in your words as the bartender got you another round.

The twins winked at each other when you weren’t looking.