Sexual teaching aides, the power of caveats and bulletpoints.

Five minutes.

In five minutes of professor Port opening his mouth had wrought carnage.

Sitting up there in the back of the class you had a first class seat to the devastation, the slumped forms of the bored, the studybugs trying to figure out what on Remnant they were supposed to take notes about and the utterly befuddled.

“So hear me out Blake, I’m boss man’s property, you get me.“ Yang looking dazed quietly began explaining her grand idea to Blake.

“Um-hrm.” Blake distractedly entertained her partner’s idea, as between her puzzled staring at the professor kept shooting subtle looks. From your experience with your sisters on how to read women, Blake’s looks were nervous, conflicted and happy?

Shaking it from mind you assumed it had to do with what she wanted to tell you tonight.

“Right, I figure if I get caught sleeping they’d talk to Jaune instead of punishing me. Which means my discipline falls onto him.” Yang continued. Her logic made you sigh, though you guess it made sense.

“Yang, don’t get me into trouble.” You idly muttered to the bombshell blonde who heaved an explosive sigh while you wrack your mind for what you want to try out.

Swiping down the page you had open on your scroll the dry words blurring together and making your head throb. Not in your wildest dreams did you imagine you’d be studying Beacons byzantine rulebook; why was there even a rule about surfing the rocket lockers!

Worst was just how many little asterisks, caveats and bullet points there were making some rules mind bendingly convoluted messes to figure out like the rules about explosives. Your eyes went wide when it struck you reading through the uniform rules at how they divided to detail the separate requirements for each gender.

As you walked yourself through various ideas before stepping up to edit the rules a strong grip wrapped around the wrist of your free hand and placed it onto the silk covered steel of a feminine thigh.

Jerking to attention you found Yang cockily grinning and wagging her eyebrows as she guided your hand along her exposed skin of her inner-thigh under her skirt. Blake sighed while Pyrrha squirmed trying to take notes as her eyes strayed to Yang’s very forward idea to pass time.

“Yang.” Your attempt at a pointed whisper was undermined by the fact you couldn’t help squeezing her thigh.

“What? I can keep quiet.” Yang husked with faux-innocence. “Unless we disrupt class, not like anyone will care since we’re back here.”

Grunting softly you tried to remove your hands, but it remained where it was caressing the soft skin of the blonde causing a flush to slowly grow on her face. "We need to pay attention Yang, who knows when he'll say something we need to know." You attempt to argue, but as Port drones on you know its an argument with a foundation built of of soggy crackers.

Beautifully pouting with pursing her kissable lips, you wanted to kiss her right now. "Jaune I'm bored~ I'm your property-" Her lips quirked into a smile as she lead your hand to her mound. "Pet me." Yang's sultry voice left you hot under the collar.

Sucking in a breath the last pieces of your idea of what to do slot in. “I think I have a better idea.” You say, standing up you made your way to the front of the classroom to your rules.

Raising your marker up to write you relented a few times as you paused thinking about the wording. Then after a few false starts and the energy draining sound of Professor Port’s story you pushed yourself through writing your newest rule.

3) During classes shared with Jaune Arc when Professor Port is recounting his huntsman stories or student attention is flagging, as a source of extra-credit and to educate hunters Jaune Arc can to help students concentrate on Port’s lectures can chose to put on a sex show for purely educational purposes as a teaching aide during class. The class will hold a vote for which girl or girls will be involved with Jaune and what sexual act or acts he will use in helping focus students according to what offerings he outlines for the class. Girls who participate in the shows will receive extra-credit.

-3.1) Boys can only vote on which girl or girls will be Jaune Arc’s assistants in the show. Any girl in class is a valid choice.

-3.2) Girls can only vote on the sexual act or acts Jaune Arc will perform with his assistants. A write-in sexual acts that win the vote will be at Jaune Arc's discretion to accept.

-3.3) When selected by the vote girls will be willing to perform the acts despite any other feelings or thoughts about it.

You suppose you could control their feelings of being selected if you could control something like arousal like with Glynda. So you wanted to make sure you didn't have someone unwilling coming up to the front of class, and letting them have their natural reactions seemed fine. But, you suppose you could always adjust if it became an issue or too awkward.

As soon as you finished writing you heard a rise of the hum of excited whispering from everyone. Among the class you could see several boys mouthing silent pleading for you to enact your right as they were bored to tears.

Clearing your throat and tapping Professor Port on the shoulder he stopped his recounting of himself as a strapping young lad and noticed your new rules.

Yang shot up to her feet, her hand raised smiling. “Vote Yang for a bang!” She proclaimed earning rousing hoots from the boys.

Several boys you suspect were instantly writing down her name.

Bursting into full-bellied laughter he slapped you on the shoulder with bone rattling strength. “Ah, you want to exercise your right to enhance my tales! Splendid my boy! Students, students please calm down. Our handsome aide hasn’t announced today's criteria! Jaune if you would!” Professor Port in his booming voice corralled the class into order.

“Uh, thanks Professor.” You sheepishly said as you decided to be ‘conservative’ for the first show.

“No problem my boy, I’d hardly stand in the way of a little fun with our fine huntresses.” Port with surprisingly low volume whispered to you. Chuckling Port ushered you forward to make your announcement

“Well, today it’ll only be one girl and our selection of acts are blowjob, titfucking, foreplay and bent over Professor Ports desk and fucked.”

“Excellent! Please have your vote in the next five minutes after which I’ll collect them and announce who will be the lovely assistant! Don’t be shy girls, we’re delving into beastly matters so we should encourage such vigor!” Port prattled handing the choice off to the class.