Training Montage!

"Push it Jaune! Give me five more!" Yang encouraged him, spotting him as he bench pressed a bar laden with extra weight. Jaune's arms and chest bulged, straining against gravity, sweat glistening on his skin.

It'd been a few weeks now since he'd agreed to his teams proposal, and they were already seeing some stark improvements. His lanky body was filling out with some muscle, he even had the startings of his own six pack, his fighting style was refining into something respectable, and his improved stamina and endurance was something they all enjoyed quite a bit. Frankly, he was surprised at the speed of his progress, but apparently having an aura as large as his allowed him to train longer and recover faster than most others.

As he pushed the bar above him, Jaune breathed deeply, inhaling Yang's intoxicating scent. She was practically straddling his head from above him, giving him a most wonderful view up at her bike shorts clad pussy and ass, her own sweat gleaming abs and the underside of her sports bra covered breasts. What better motivation could a hot blooded young man ask for?

"Okay stud!" Yang helped him bring the bar into the cradle. "Next set!" She rolled him off the bench, giving it a quick wipe down, and ushered him over to some padded mats. Knowing the routine, Jaune started belting out some sit ups, Yang meeting him with an endless stream of encouragment, sometimes punctuated with quick kisses as he rose up.

Nearly fifteen minutes later Jaune collapsed on his back, entire body aching with a satisfying burn, Yang mercifully allowing him to lay there for a moment and catch his breath, pulling his shorts down and releasing his rock hard cock, that she quickly engulfed in her welcoming mouth and throat, bobbing her head quick and steady.

Yang had him on a harsh regimen, starting with cardio, a three mile run at the start, being the single most important thing for any Hunter, that moved onto weight training, that targeted specific muscles, and then ended with yet another mile and half run for a cool down. Speaking of...

Jaune threaded his fingers through her hair, the girl obediently relaxing her throat and ceding all control to him as he began thrusting in and out of her mouth, quickly finishing himself off and flooding her mouth with his cum, that she greedily drank down, shivering in pleasure.

After catching her breath, Yang quickly pushed him onto a cool down run that ended at the locker room.

Jaune shoved Yang against the wall, grabbing her ass and lifting the shorter girl up, cupping her bountiful ass. Yang clutched at him, passionately wrestling his tongue with her own, and gasped lightly as he pushed inside her, his thick cock stretching her in all the right ways.

Around them, the rest of the girls in the locker room continued as usual, some stopping to watch them lustily, cheering and clapping every time one of them came.

Easing her down, Jaune, spun Yang around. A quick spank had the brawler pushing her ass out, hands braced on the wall before her. Jaune gripped her hips tightly and pushed himself up her asshole, Yang groaning and rising up on the balls of her feet in response. After fully sheathing himself, he leaned forward, pressing his chest to the soaked mane draped along her back, and reached around to greedily fondle her chest.

"Slow and steady Jaune," Blake instructed, gently easing his body into a set of stretches that had already drastically improved his flexibility. "There's no rush. We have all the time in the world." She bent forward, easily folding herself in half to touch her toes. Jaune did his best to mimic her, managing to reach, though with far more difficulty.

Blake's training began with a series of stretches, pushing and pulling Jaune's body into shapes he had no idea the body was even capable of. But damn did he enjoy them! Watching his slinky girlfriend contort herself into such positions gave him no end of arousal, and the cat girl knew it, moving deliberately slowly and giving him what might as well have been a lap dance.

Once they'd sufficiently warmed up, they moved onto an obstacle course, him running through it, practicing the parkour maneuvers and acrobatics Hunters were so famous for. His objective was to capture her, as she dodged around the obstacles, constantly teasing him with her tight clothing and suggestive posing and taunts. There was lots of falling and lots of curses, but Blake's sultry encouragement was more than enough to keep him going, and slowly but surely, he was becoming more and more graceful, seeing paths he'd never have imagined otherwise.

After Blake deemed that he'd made enough progress, she let him catch her and he was quick to collect on the unspoken promises her body had made to him.

Taking advantage of his new strength, Jaune easily held Blake before him in an inverted 69, feasting on her slick pussy, while she eagerly reciprocated below him. Firmly grabbing her ankles from behind his shoulders, Jaune pulled them in front on him, bending her back until her pussy and clit were facing the sky, her feet now just behind her still dutifully sucking head. Taking full advantage of her stretched pussy and exposed clit, Jaune feasted on the folded girl, mercilessly licking her to several loud orgasms.

Blake hung there helplessly, desperately clutching at his waist as his cock fucked her mouth and throat, occasionally gifting her a serving of his delicious cum, all the while his own mouth ruthlessly plundered her pussy.

Jaune approached one of the net ladders, and before Blake knew it, she was trussed up in it, arms and legs bound above her head as she dangled in front of Jaune, cradled in the ladder almost like a hammock.

She could only whimper lustily as Jaune closed in on her easily sliding into her slick pussy. "Who do you belong to Blake!?" He growled down at her, fucking her with strong, long, strokes. "Who does this pussy belong to!?"

"Y-you! It's all yours!" Blake yelled out, another orgasm crashing over her.

"That's right!" Jaune pulled out, and with a few firm jerks from his hand, came all over her, painting her with thick ropes of his seed. "And I'm gonna mark you as mine!"

Jaune relentlessly fucked the bound faunus, freely shifting between her holes and tits as he pleased, pulling out every time climax approached to drench her with more of his seed. By the time he stopped, there was barely any skin visible under his cum. He made sure to take a few pictures of the fucked mindless girl before releasing her and carrying her to the showers.

Jaune knew Pyrrha was amazing, but it was never more prevalent than when the girl was on the battlefield. She was skill, grace, and power all in one. The Invincible Girl indeed. She regularly took on full teams worth of opponents and remained undefeated to this day. Being on the recieving end of her fury was humbling, awe inspiring, and wildly intimidating, made all the more so by the knowledge that the modest girl was holding back the vast majority of her power and skill, as she trained him.

"Shield up! Never show your opponent what your body's doing!" Pyrrha's sword snaked around his defense, poking pointedly at his chest. If she'd wanted to, the blow could have sent him tumbling end over end, but the champion quickly pulled back into a flurry of strikes at his subsequent openings, ending with a leg sweep that sent him on his back. He was quick to roll back, and quickly got his feet back under him, Pyrrha smiling and nodding in approval.

"You have strong armor, a strong shield, and an even stronger aura. Your roll is that of the front line. You'll never be as strong as Yang, as agile as Blake, or as versatile as me, but you are already sturdier than any of us." Jaune gasped for air as sweat dripped down his face. "Now, again!" Pyrrha fell back into her stance, Jaune exhaustedly doing the same. "En Garde!"

Predictably, Jaune was soundly defeated by the red head, who proceeded to fuss over the boy like a worried wife. "I'm sorry!" The girls persona took a huge shift from the confident, and ruthless, damn near brutal training partner from a minute ago, into this mother hen girlfriend. "I didn't mean to hit you so hard Jaune!" She pulled off his armor and sweat soaked shirt to see the bruises littering his body.

"Pyrrha!" Jaune shouted through her fussing, grabbing her shoulders firmly and planting a loving kiss on her lips. "It's okay. You were all very clear that this would not be a painless process. I know and accept that! And I love you for not babying me." Pyrrha flushed prettily, a lovey, ooey gooey smile spreading across her face. The girls all had their own reactions when he told them he loved them. Blake got all embarrassed and did her best to hide her blushes behind her books, Yang became even more openly affectionate, wrapping herself around him in lots of hugs and kisses, and Pyrrha just positively melted in pleasure with soft happy noises, and like Yang became prone to more physical shows of affection.

"That being said, how about that post training treatment?" Jaune asked, the aches and pains of his beat down flaring up.

"Oh! Of course!" Pyrrha quickly stripped down, and grabbed a tub of fresh balm. Scooping up a generous portion, Pyrrha began rubbing him down as he relaxed under her tender ministrations, the balm doing wonders for his sore and achy body.

The nude red head, used her whole body to massage the substance into him. His whole team did this for him after particularly grueling training sessions, telling him to just lay back and enjoy their attentions, which he gladly did, letting them worship his body to many very pleasurable orgasms.

By the end of his massage, both of their bodies shined softly under the lights in the private training room they'd reserved, and moved on to even more pleasurable activities.

Their lovemaking started off slow Pyrrha grinding herself down upon his cock as she kissed him deeply. Jaune enjoyed the pace, his tired body, quickly rousing under the attention as Pyrrha's pussy gyrated around his shaft. The red head, soon sat up, and was bouncing slowly on his cock, her eyes locked on his own. Jaune reached up to tease her breasts and pinch her nipples, making her breath harder in arousal. Soon, Pyrrha was arching her back as she came all over his cock, a cry of passion escaping her lips.

Taking advantage, Jaune sat up, planting another kiss on her open lips, and held her tightly to his chest, rocking his hips swiftly, sawing in and out of her pussy with short, rapid strokes. Pyrrha mewled against his lips, her arms pinned against her sides, and was quickly brought to another orgasm. Jaune held her like that, enjoying the feel of her soft, firm body against him, before laying her down. Grabbing her right leg, he pushed it over her head in a display of flexibility, exposing her pussy to a deeper penetration.

Taking advantage, Jaune plunged as deep as he could reach, making her cry out in pleasure and wasted no time in hammering away. Pyrrha's hands scrabbled against the floor for purchase, fingers digging thin grooves into the wood. Reaching a hand around, Jaune tilted her head and once again claimed her lips as he plundered her pussy.

Rolling around behind her, Jaune pulled her so Pyrrha was partially lying atop him, her head still tilted back to kiss him over her shoulder, leg securely held wide open, with his thick cock plunging in and out of her. With a deep groan, Jaune came inside her, her pussy hungrily milking his cock for all its worth.

Rolling again, Jaune pinned Pyrrha flat under him, cock still sheathed in her pussy. The new position made her pussy feel even tighter around him. Grabbing her wrists, Jaune pulled them around her head, and pulled, lifting her up in a parody of a camel clutch, and began thrusting again, the champions cries of pleasure echoing throughout the room, accompanied by the slapping of their flesh.

Jaune panted into her ear, groaning out his satisfaction as he shot another load deep into her pussy, then released her arms, only to grab her hips and push her up onto all fours, never leaving her pussy. Renewing his thrusting in this new position, he slid his hands along her sides, marveling at the toned flesh that flexed under his fingers. Grabbing her pony tail, he tugged her head back as he rode her even harder.

Jaune roared out one last time, a few more rough thrusts quickly coaxing one last climax out of him, straight into her womb. Pyrrha groaned raggedly, mouth hanging open in lust and pleasure before they both slowly collapsed. They lay there gasping for air for several long minutes, the pleasant warmth of the afterglow making their minds fuzzy.

Eventually, the pair managed to drag themselves back to their room, where they crawled into the bed they shared with their other lovers and quickly fell into a deep slumber.