Shower Fun And A Secret

A sound cut through the fog. A sound like the mixture of bells and wind instruments following a happy tune. The tune carried across a short distance and played at the edge of hearing. Steadily the tune grew louder until it suddenly was cut short.

The fog retreated and Gray opened his eyes.

He blinked blearily at the unfamiliar ceiling. His brain tried to catch him up to speed on where he was and why, but his just-woken-up state had a little trouble.

He felt warm. He was holding something that radiated a very pleasant warmth. There was a softness that felt reassuring to him. And the smell, too. He felt good and comfortable.

He looked down and to the side and suddenly memories came flooding back.

Cuddling and making out with Ruby.

A blowjob and sex with Yang.

Jizzing in Weiss’ night gown.

Using Blake to clean his dick.

Wow.

The memories of all the things he had done last night before getting in bed with Ruby filled him with awe. And a little bit of skepticism. But then he looked at Ruby’s tired and blinking eyes.

Well, that part of last night happened at least, he thought. And the only way that could possibly have happened was if the rest was true.

However, Gray did tense up in anticipation of how Ruby would react to waking up in his arms.

She blinked some more and yawned cutely. When her mouth closed again, only then did she seem to notice that she was lying next to someone. She froze and blinked at Gray.

“Aww, you two look so cute like that!” Yang quietly squealed from above them. She had gotten out of bed and walked over to them, probably to wake them up herself. The view of her in her tank top and shorts was a very nice sight to see so early in the morning. Gray felt his cock stir in the beginnings of what would have just been morning wood, if the girls hadn’t been there.

Ruby jolted in surprise and whipped her head to Yang. Then she looked back at Gray and blushed heavily.

“Yang, please don’t tease us so early in the morning,” Gray told the blonde bombshell before Ruby could respond. “Besides, I’m cuddling with you tonight.”

“Oh ho? Is that so?” Yang asked, her eyebrow quirking up as she smirked. She then ran her hands down her sides and said, “Do you think I can help you get to sleep?”

“Oh, most definitely.” Gray smirked back.

“Okay! Move sis! I’m gonna shower! Outta the way!” Ruby burst into the minor flirting between Yang and Gray. The short bundle of embarrassment threw back the covers and jumped out of Gray’s arms. Yang hopped out of the way and watched as her little sister zoomed over to their clothes drawer with a speed that Gray couldn’t keep up with. Ruby then zoomed over to the closet with the uniforms, then she zoomed into the bathroom.

Yang and Gray were left staring for a moment before Yang turned back to him as if nothing happened.

“So, you guys are awake. My job is done.” Then she walked over to Blake in the opposite corner.

Gray enjoyed the view of her retreating ass and put a hand to his groin in appreciation. Except, he definitely noticed a residual ache from last night's escapades. So, he kept his rubbing to a minimum. Instead of taking time to indulge he thought it would be best to get up and prepare himself for school. He pulled himself up and yawned while stretching his arms out in front of him, then he swung his legs out of bed and sat on the edge.

“Wakey wakey, Blakey Blakey.” He heard Yang say to the black-haired girl. He smiled at the childish rhyme.

“Mm? Mhmm... What?” Blake mumbled at Yang. Her voice cracked a little, revealing a cute morning voice.

“It’s time for school, Sleeping Beauty.” Yang told her.

Gray watched as the emo-girl squinted mildly at the blonde before grabbing her scroll from her side table. She looked at the time, presumably, and blew her hair out of her face. “’kay.”

The girl let out a sigh before stretching her arms out of bed, along with arcing her body under the covers in a whole body stretch. Then she deflated. Her hand with the scroll fell onto her chest and she lay still, eyes closed again.

“Um... Blake?” Yang asked, wondering if the girl had gone back to sleep.

“Don’t worry. I’m getting up.” Blake said, calmly and evenly.

It didn’t really look like she was getting up to Gray, but he shrugged and finally stood up himself.

“Alright then...” Yang said, not sounding very convinced before shrugging one shoulder and turning away to the next person.

Gray watched her walk over to the Schnee heiress’ bed and quietly watch her sleep. Curious as to why she hadn’t started waking the girl up yet, Gray walked over to Yang’s side. They both watched the white-haired girl quietly slumber as she faced the room on her side.

“You know, she’s kinda peaceful when she’s sleeping.” Yang mentioned in a low voice to Gray. “I kinda don’t want to wake her up.”

“I getcha.” Gray nodded, definitely agreeing. Turning his face to Yang he said, “Five more minutes?”

“Five more minutes.” She replied with a nod.

And with that decision made Gray walked on over to the drawers that held his underwear and retrieved his uniform from the closet. He lay them out on Ruby’s bed, took a seat to wait for his turn in the bathroom and wondered about how he should go about his day. There was still some room for testing his limits. He really did need to know if there were things he couldn’t do. And what better place to test his limitations than in a school that was mostly isolated?

Questions that he had for his tests were as follows:

• Was there a time limit, and if so, did he need to renew every command?
• Could he tell a command about someone who wasn’t in the room?
• Could he make a school-wide command? I.e., make all girls go topless.
• Could he change someone's behavior in a fundamental way? And possibly revert it?
• He tested pictures of lewd content, but what about a video? For a larger group to see.
• Was there anyone unaffected by his Semblance? I.e., a teacher or student with a counter-Semblance.

The one in particular that he was most interested in for today was the test to see if he could affect people who were not present. For example, if he were to be alone in a classroom and use his Semblance to command Professor Goodwitch to come to that very classroom and perform a striptease. She could be on the other side of the school, but would she answer the command? Or is his Semblance not as powerful as that?

Gray had some reason to believe that it was, since the commands he made to both the headmaster and deputy headmistress after the initiation had affected team RWBY. Team RWBY wasn’t present to hear the commands, but they had gone along with it. A reasonable reaction from them should have been a whole lot more skeptical.

Perhaps the power of his Semblance needed someone to be a witness? Maybe it needed someone to hear it for it to work?

Gray was tapping these questions on his scroll when the bathroom door opened up. A little bit of trapped steam escaped as Ruby exited while wearing her school uniform. A uniform that, well, wasn’t all that flattering. It was a basic school uniform really. There was the red tartan pleated skirt, short enough at slightly above mid-thigh. A jacket of a dark maroon color with bronze highlights and a matching button. A dark brown vest was underneath, and underneath that was a white dress shirt with vertical lines from the neck down over the breasts. A pair of Dark brown loafers for shoes. And at the collar of the shirt was a red ribbon to top it all off.

Oh, and Ruby also wore her tights... and her red cape.

All in all, a basic, yet posh, school uniform.

Now, in saying all that, Gray still had to admit that none of that changed the fact that he most definitely had a school uniform fetish. And the short skirt was a nice touch. He could definitely see himself flipping his team’s skirts all day.

“I’m feeling pretty good about today.” Ruby said, walking over to her bed. She dumped her pajamas on the covers and turned to face Gray.

“Not nervous anymore?” He asked, putting his scroll down.

“Still a little nervous, heh heh.” She admitted quietly to him. “But that talk helped. I think...”

Gray could hear the shy gratitude in her voice and he smiled at her.

Across the room he noticed that Yang was pulling out a couple towels from her drawers and was heading to the bathroom next.

“Hey, I’m gonna jump in the shower with Yang,” he told Ruby. He got up hastily to retrieve his own towel. “To... you know, conserve on water.”

“Oh! Yeah, yeah... makes sense.” Ruby tried to say, even as a small blush darkened her cheeks.

On his way across the room, he noticed that Yang wasn’t taking her uniform with her into the bathroom. Which meant that she was going to get dressed in the dorm room instead. Just like how she had changed into her pajamas last night. Gray was on board with that plan. He also realized that he didn’t have his own uniform. He had left it on Ruby’s bed.

Eh, whatever, he thought. He’ll just get changed in front of everyone just like Yang, or he would use his Semblance and walk out in just his towel without a worry. Either way he didn’t stop on his way to intercept Yang.

“You don’t mind if I join you, right?” Gray asked nonchalantly. It would seem that he had built up some confidence after doing so many lewd things with these girls.

Yang turned her head to him, interrupted on her way to the bathroom door. She stopped and gave him a once-over. It was obvious to Gray that she was undressing him with her eyes, but he said nothing.

“Alright, sure.” She said with a small smirk. She then turned back to the bathroom door and walked through.

Her hips swayed deliberately as she walked away. Gray followed through the door, closing it once he was inside. He saw Yang put her towels on the rack and start to pull her clothes off. Gray might have already seen her naked but that didn’t stop him from looking on with great interest as her tank top hit the floor.

Gray slowly walked over to the rack to leave his own towel, even as he stared at Yang’s body. Her breasts were large, he wouldn’t be surprised if they were bigger than d-cups. Apparently, bra cup sizes went beyond E- and F-cups. Her back muscles were toned and sexy. Her stomach had minor definitions of abs, and there didn’t seem to be any excess fat on her. Excess fat that wasn’t sexy, of course. That jiggle had to come from somewhere.

With his towel now situated, Gray took his own top off, and not once did he take his eyes off her. She was now pulling her shorts down while deliberately bending over just to give Gray an eyeful of her now naked ass. An ass that definitely had that jiggle.

Yang also watched Gray as he pulled down his boxers and left them on the ground along with his top. Yang gave him a more thorough once-over, grinning to herself, before opening the see-through shower door. She held it open for Gray and waited for him to come inside with her.

Gray stepped inside, his arm brushing softly against Yang’s. All throughout this experience Gray’s dick was trying to rise to the occasion, however, Gray did his best to keep up his self-control. Which wasn’t all that difficult considering the activities from last night. Right now, his dick was a quarter stiff at best. Though, he probably could get it all the way up and active if he let go of his self-control. Gray hadn’t yet decided if he wanted to fuck this morning, or wait for an interesting opportunity later today.

Regardless, all of that didn’t stop him from getting a handful of Yang's butt. His right hand landed on one of her rear bumpers with a slight smack. Yang snorted in amusement while turning the shower dial to just above warm. The spray surprised Gray with its initial burst of cold water before it quickly turned warmer. He glared at Yang through the droplets now on his face. All she did was cheekily poke her tongue out.

Now, you would have thought that the cold water would have dampened Gray’s arousal, except it did the opposite. Or rather, it wasn’t the water but Yang herself. Her flirty attitude, her naked body, and now the cascade of shower spray running down her body. The whole image brought Gray’s dick all the way up.

It was in that moment that he decided that self-control was overrated.

Gray stepped up behind the blonde and wrapped his arms around her. He grabbed her breasts and squeezed, even as he thrusted his boner against her butt cheeks. Yang grunted in something between surprise and pleasure. She looked over her shoulder at the boy groping her.

“Couldn’t resist, huh?” She grinned at him, while also leveraging some intense bedroom eyes at him. Gray noticed when she pressed her butt out, giving him more pressure on his crotch. He pressed as hard as he could while squeezing her breasts enough to make her wince. “H-Hey now, careful with those, big guy. Wouldn’t want them to burst, would you?”

Gray relented, realizing that he got ahead of himself. “Sorry.”

Yang shrugged, already forgiving him. She turned away and reached out to a bottle of body wash in the shower caddy. “Since there's two other girls that need showers before school, we should make this quick.”

The word ‘quick’ made Gray think of the word quickie in his aroused state.

“Your right, I’ll make this quick.” He said before reaching round to slide his fingers over her pussy lips.

Yang gasped and almost knocked the bottle of body wash to the floor.

“Unf... O-Okay, you do that while I wash up then.” Yang said, steadying herself and pressing down on the bottle’s nozzle. White cream poured out into her hand and she went to work rubbing it all over her chest.

Occasionally she would moan as Gray got her sufficiently wet with his fingers. Once he was satisfied that he wouldn’t hurt her, Gray lowered himself to line up his meat with her opening, sliding his torso along her back the whole way. When he found the entrance, he slid his dick in steadily while making sure Yang didn’t lose her footing.

He needn’t have worried as she placed a hand on the glass to steady herself.

Once Gray was fully sheathed inside Yang he let out an appreciative groan. The feeling of being inside a pussy was way too good. He could see himself getting addicted to it. Which was just as well since he had a lot of girls around him to help him get his fix.

He gave himself, and Yang, a moment before he started moving. He then began to thrust, relishing in the feel of Yang’s butt colliding with his hips every time they met. He noticed that she was leaning forward a little, probably to give his dick better access, however, he thought that this position would eventually start to hurt after too long.

“How about you keep both hands on the glass while I wash you?” Gray asked over Yang’s shoulder.

She looked at him over her shoulder before grinning. She shifted her stance, which made him adjust his own to stay inside her, and placed her hands on the glass wall. “Sure. But, like I said, we need to be quick.”

“Got it.” Gray took over the job of rubbing the soapy cream all over Yang’s torso. He tried to get it even all across her front, but paid special attention to her breasts, because of course he did. His hands slid over her warm and wet skin, rubbing and squeezing, caressing and pinching. Yang made small noises, both sighs of pleasure and small giggles when he touched somewhere ticklish.

All throughout his ministrations he kept thrusting inside her. Even when he switched his hands over to her back and arms, he kept up the pace. He made sure to try and reach her thighs as well. Even her butt cheeks. However, once he had done all that he could with the soap, he really couldn’t think of anything else except fucking her.

It occurred to him that they might not have time to make her orgasm, and that really was a shame, but he definitely was going to cum inside Yang again. He just didn’t like the idea of leaving her frustrated. Though, he couldn’t really see a way to avoid that.

“Hey, get right up against the wall, would ya?” Gray suggested. Yang almost immediately shuffled up until her breasts were pressed against the glass. Gray wished that he could have seen that sight. “Now, play with your clit.”

One of her arms lowered until her hand disappeared from view between her legs. Suddenly, her moans grew louder, even through the noise of the shower spray. Gray took that as his cue to thrust as fast as he could without slipping out.

He held on to her slippery hips, pressed his whole body against hers and thrust like a wild man. He could feel his orgasm approaching very quickly and he attacked it head-on. In a moment of foresight, Gray turned his Semblance on. In a rush he gasped out, “You don’t mind if I cum before you! You don’t mind if I cum without you! You can deal with your own pleasure!”

He let go of his power and just focused on finishing inside Yang. Briefly, he remembered that pulling on her hair might help her get close to her own orgasm, so he let go of her hip to yank on Yang’s hair. It was the least he could do to try and help her finish. She gasped before letting out a throaty groan that filled the enclosed space.

“Ahh! Fuck!” Yang shouted. Her arm moved faster between her legs. Gray even thought that he could feel her fingers on his balls on occasion.

The smacking of his hips on Yang’s butt rivalled her voice as Gray chased down his impending orgasm. He felt his dick throb in anticipation, the ache of yesterday’s antics forgotten. A couple more thrusts and Gray erupted. He held onto Yang tightly, keeping his shaft inside as he squeezed her hip with one hand. The other still had a firm grasp on her hair.

He throbbed and throbbed. He let out a sigh of contentment that became a broken moan as he throbbed some more. Even as his dick began to slow down, he thrust a couple more times to chase out every last drop. With one final sigh he eventually pulled out and stepped back.

Yang was still leaning against the glass wall fingering herself. Gray watched as a line of his sperm dripped out of her pussy. Another dribble was making its way onto her thigh and down her leg. Seeing that made Gray flush with pride for some primitive reason. He allowed it.

He turned away and started to use the bottle of body wash while Yang chased her own good feelings. While he was lathering himself up, she eventually turned around and caught sight of Gray getting soapy. She leaned her back against the glass and doubled her efforts to reach orgasm. Her eyes drank in his form with obvious arousal. Gray could practically see the dirty thoughts going through her mind as she bit her lower lip.

The idea of a woman ogling him was still so new to him that Gray couldn’t help the warm feeling of a blush come over his face. He tried to calmly wash up and let the feeling pass but he couldn’t help but to smirk to himself.

Yang did finally cum. Her legs shook and her voice moaned out, interrupted with gulps of air. Gray heard a dripping sound that wasn’t the shower spray and noticed a little bit more of his sperm escape along with a clearer liquid. Girl-cum mixed with his cum dripped from between her fingers. There wasn’t much of it though. Apparently, girls didn’t always squirt out a bucket load every time they fucked. Which would have been awkward last night when he fucked her before bed.

Gray wasn’t keen on doing any clean-up.

“That was a nice wake-up call...” Yang breathed out with a sigh. She then chuckled. “Now I wanna go back to bed.”

“Same here.” Gray chuckled along with her. He carried on with cleaning up though and Yang also hurried to catch up.

Gray took his time though and watched as Yang sped through the whole process. She did pay particular attention to her crotch, making sure that was no longer leaking their fluids before finishing up. She jumped out of the shower and began toweling off.

“Aren’t you going to wash your hair?” Gray asked, noticing that she hadn’t applied any feminine product to those golden locks.

She turned to look at him while rubbing one arm with her towel. The rest of her body was still naked and dripping wet, presenting a wonderful view.

“You know, girls don’t wash their hair every time they shower, right?” She asked, though it was less a question and more of a statement. She switched the towel to her other arm. “If they did then their hair would become too dry. I usually do mine twice a week.”

“Oh, I didn’t know that...” Gray admitted, trailing off as he got distracted by jiggling boobs.

Yang shrugged, letting him know it wasn’t a big deal. The shrug set off another round of jiggles. She then wiped down as much of her front and back as she could. The act got even more bounciness from her chest and made Gray Junior ache to life again. Gray himself ignored the half chub and kept on cleaning at his own pace.

Yang wrapped her towel around her chest and used a second one to wrap her hair up before going over to the sink to brush her teeth quickly. In the meantime, Gray had turned off the water to conserve the heat but was still lathering up. Yang noticed this when she finished brushing her teeth.

“Aren’t you gonna jump out?” She asked.

“I like to take my time,” He responded easily. “You can just send the next girl in.”

Yang looked at him for a small moment before shrugging. “Alright.”

She then left the room wearing her towels after picking up her pajamas.

Gray stayed for a reason. Well, maybe two reasons. He liked being thoroughly clean for one, but also, he wanted to see the next girl shower. Even though his dick really needed to rest, it wasn’t every day that he got to see girls naked in the shower.

Well, that wasn’t entirely true. He did sneak some peeks in his old school. However, that was him being sneaky. This was more candid. Plus, he was curious to see Blake naked, if she was up next. If it was Weiss that was cool too. He hadn’t seen her naked yet either. Though, chances were that she was still asleep.

He was pondering who would walk into the bathroom, as he got the soapy lather evenly around his body, when the door opened. In walked Blake.

They exchanged a look and Gray thought he saw some hesitation in her eyes. She slowly closed the door behind her, breaking eye-contact. For a long moment Blake stood there looking vaguely at the floor. This told Gray that she did still feel odd about undressing in front of him. That possibility had him panicking on the inside. What if his commands weren’t working like he had thought, or if they were wearing off?

He opened his mouth to try and break the silence, while wondering if he needed to use his Semblance quickly. But just as he was going to ask what was wrong, Blake took a deep breath and nodded to herself. Gray refrained from speaking as Blake took a hold of her robe and began undressing.

Gray watched, feeling a little confused, as her pajama robe came loose. Underneath the robe, she was wearing a singular pair of black panties, and nothing else. She was beautiful. Her breasts were roughly the same size as Ruby’s chest, but he wasn’t entirely sure until he saw them naked side-by-side. Blake shrugged off the robe and it fell to the tiled floor. Next, she bent down to pull her panties off and also left them on the floor, on top of her robe.

It seemed to Gray that Blake had undressed easily enough. So, what was with that hesitation before? He wondered to himself.

That hesitation seemed to come right back now that she stood there naked, but for a bow in her hair. Another silence stretched.

“Are you okay there, Blake?” Gray asked. He had paused his own work and stood in the shower stall watching her. The water was still off. He would turn it back on once the girl figured out what she was doing.

Her eyes flickered up to his, that uncharacteristic look of hesitation in her eyes. “...yeah. I just...” She mumbled. She only had the bow left to remove, but something was stopping her. Then Gray had the sudden thought to activate his Semblance.

He removed himself from Blakes perception and waited to see if that would solve the question.

Almost immediately her eyes cleared of any doubt. Her hands reached up to her bow and pulled at the loose ends. The bow loosened and began to fall away from her head. Gray’s eyes were glued to Blake’s hair, wondering what it was that made her hesitate before he turned on his Semblance. That thought died in his head when the long length of fabric fell completely away from her and to the floor.

“Oh.” He said, eyes widening.

Yeah, that made sense.