There's about an hour of free time

"Well..." Jaune began, regaining his composure "We have about an hour for breakfast. Mind going to get some for us and bringing it back?" he asked

"All of us?" Blake replied with a raised brow

Jaune nodded, and the girls shrugged as they walked off.

He pulled out his scroll and began writing a text.

"Come over" was all he needed to write. And not even a minute later, there was a knock at his door.

Jaune smiled, opening the door to see Weiss standing there. She smiled bashfully at him and stepped inside.

"Yes daddy?" she cooed. "How can I help you?"

Jaune smiled, putting a hand on her ass and pulling her in close to him. Her eyes widened, sparkling, as her lips quivered.

"O-oh... You know, I never thought you could be so forceful before." she stammered "I suppose I was wrong."

Jaune lowered his head towards hers, their lips locking. He pulled away, looking her up and down.

"Tell me. You've been my **** for almost a full day now. How does it feel?"

"It feels..." she began, seemingly having trouble articulating it "It.. feels... warm." she finally said

"Warm?" he laughed. She immediately made a pouting face and crossed her arms.

"Don't make fun of me!" she huffed "It's like... a nice cup of hot chocolate after you come in from the snow but.. all the time."

Jaune didn't quite get it. But he could tell she was trying to be genuine.

"S-so anyway... what did you need from me?"