Yes, and a consolation prize.

"Not too shabby, Vomit Boy, you held your own, at least until I used my Semblance! You got potential!" Yang smirked.

"Um, thanks, I guess?" Jaune replied, sheepishly rubbing the back of his head. "You still kicked my ass though. You're on a different level than that Cardin guy."

"Yep! And I look better, to boot! At any rate, guess My sister's in decent hands with you!" she grinned. "Tell you what, I know you've been staring at my boobs a little!"

"Erm, just a little," he blushed.

"You can touch them if you want, you earned that!" she grinned as she put her hands behind her head, jutting out her chest. Normally, even she wasn't this forward, but the knowledge that Jaune had sex slaves and good relationships with them, seeing it as normal due to Ruby's magic, made her feel more bold than usual.

"...um, are you serious?" he asked, staring at her chest, barely contained by her tube top, and jacket.

"You gonna take the invitation before I change my mind?" she smirked, and Jaune, realizing the invite was not gonna last, lifted his hands and placed them on her boobs. He carefully felt her up, trying not to grope her with the lack of restraint of a common molester. Instead, he focused on making it feel good for her.

Surprised by his care, and while unskilled, decent manipulation of her tits, Yang moaned and instinctively pressed her tits into his hands. She grinned. "Okay, not bad. But time to let go," she told him.

He gave her breasts a final light squeeze, before reluctantly retracting his hands. "Wow," he smiled. "If you let me do that more often, maybe we should spar some more."

"Only if you keep "performing" well," she winked, before walking off. "Keep training, Vomit Boy!"

"Heh, I think she is starting to like you~!" Ruby grinned, and he grinned back.