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Chapter 12 by zonefire zonefire

What's next with your power?

Find Another Target

You and Pyrrha arrived at the cafeteria and looked around. It was incredibly crowded. Not only was it the first years that passed initiation, but second through fourth years were there too, talking, laughing, and eating. There were almost no empty seats. Then the number of food choices in the cafeteria was insane. Turns out Beacon makes sure the students are well fed so they can focus on training. They even had chicken nuggets, your favorite. With your food choices finally done, you and Pyrrha noticed Blake and Yang sitting with Ruby’s team, so you joined them.

You sat down next to Weiss and Pyrrha sat on your other side.

“Jaune.” Weiss acknowledged. She appeared to be a little upset, but it didn’t seem to be directed at you.

“Hey, fellow team leader!” Ruby cheered, giving you a high five. Weiss’ expression soured slightly.

That told you what the issue was.

“Chicken nuggets, boss?” Yang asked. Blake was eating her fish slowly while reading her book, not paying attention to the others.

“Several younger sisters and I grew up eating them,” You replied. “I have fruit too, because you know younger sisters imitate you.”

“Pssh, I was smart enough not to do that.” Ruby denied.

“Only because I didn’t let you.” Yang countered.

“So, Jaune!” Nora grabbed your attention. “I’m going to catch a super amazing Grimm to beat you.”

“Well, I have a Dragon Grimm hidden away for emergencies.” You lied. Everyone could tell you were joking.

“What?!” Nora gasped. Well, one person couldn’t. “Well, I’m going to get a Leviathan then!”

“We aren’t by the ocean, Nora.” Ren told her.

“Awwww.”

“Hope we don’t have to fight the crowd like this all time,” Ruby muttered. “We got the last table.”

“It probably won’t be this bad,” Pyrrha pointed out. “There will be different schedules for each year.”

You did like talking with your friends, so you had an idea. You pulled out your marker and began to write in big letters on the table. Yang noticed this and started to wonder what you were doing, when you suddenly finished. Her eyes widened in recognition.

“Oh shit, Jaune!” Yang gasped. “I didn’t realize this was your table.”

“What are you-…?” Blake asked and her eyes fell on the table. She quickly lifted her plate. Everyone else noticed and all grabbed their trays and stood up.

“We didn’t mean to dirty your table, Jaune.” Ren apologized.

“Relax guys!” You tell them, noticing a few looks in their direction. “It’s my table and, as my friends, you’re all welcome to share. It’s more fun to eat with friends anyways.”

“Thanks, Jaune!” Ruby replied and sat down first. The others followed.

“You’re the best… second best after Ren… third best after Ruby.” Nora told you, correcting herself twice.

“I’ll take it.” You chuckled and turned to Weiss. “You know, since I own you, you can use stuff with my name on it. You too, Pyrrha.”

“Okay, thank you.” Weiss told you. “I’ll remember that.” Pyrrha nodded in agreement.

“Ren and I are going to head out now!” Nora told you all. “Got stuff to find! Have fun!” Ren nodded and left. You debated trying to get Nora with your power, she was pretty cute, but that energy… it was probably best you didn’t yet.

“I’m going to head back to the dorm,” Ruby told them all. “Nora and Ren are getting supplies to make bunk beds to give us more room!”

“We’re actually doing that?” Weiss groaned.

“Leader decree: It will be fun!”

“Save me.” Weiss muttered to you. If things got too bad, you could always offer her a place in your bed, with you of course.

“Don’t wait too long, Weiss!” Ruby bolted off while waving.

You laughed at how much energy that girl had.

“I’m sorry for not being made team leader.” The last sentence came out of nowhere from Weiss. Yang looked up and frowned, while Blake’s bow twitched.

“Why?” You asked. “We know you’re strong and you have those cool glyphs. What does it matter if you aren’t a leader? Besides, if you were, you would be too busy to help me when I need it.”

“I would never be too busy!” Weiss protested. “You own me, so my priority is to you. I am thankful you still let me become a Huntress.”

“Me too.” Pyrrha added. “It is a dream of mine too, but if you wanted us to go a different route, we would.”

“Damn, Boss.” Yang chuckled. “You own a Champion and Schnee… sorry about the **** Stalker. That sucked. But do you have any other surprises for us.”

“I wasn’t kidding about the Grimm Dragon.” You replied in a deadpanned voice.

Everyone stared at you, before you burst out laughing, which was quickly shared. You all continued to eat and talk, then you felt adventurous. Reaching down, you put your hand on Weiss’ thigh and began to rub her flawlessly smooth skin.

Weiss flinched slightly, but relaxed and pretended not to notice to avoid attention. That only emboldened you as you slowly moved your hand up her thigh. Your fingers brushed her underwear over her sensitive spot. There was a soft intake of breath from the girl and you could feel her shake slightly. Anticipation perhaps? But probably nervousness for getting caught.

“So what’s everyone planning to do after this?’ You asked, rubbing Weiss’ underwear under her skirt inconspicuously.

“I’m going to check out the library.” Blake said.

“Really getting to know your team there, Blakey.” Yang countered.

“Hey,” You interjected. “We’ve had a long day and need to rest before class tomorrow. Let her enjoy her books. She can hang out with us another day. That cool, Blake?”

She nodded and gave a small smile.

“I’m planning to check out the training rooms,” Pyrrha offered and you looked at her incredulously. “Not to train, but to see what they are like and what kind of practice we can do.”

“Ah, that’s fine. I was worried you were going to push yourself too far and get hurt.”

“I know my limits, Jaune.” Her hand patted your shoulder. “Besides, you own me and I can’t break anything you own.”

“I can set up my game station,” Yang suggested to you. “Normally I play against Ruby, but she’s going to be busy. You any good?”

“I’ve played a few games,” You replied, still rubbing Weiss’ crotch. Suddenly, you felt her grow wet and realized what you did to her. “Let’s finish up and I’ll teach you a thing or too.”

“You’re going to regret those words!”

You finished up your food and looked at Weiss. Her face was red and she was glaring at you. It was more embarrassment than anything else, but you owned her and were free to do what you wanted. Talking to her would have to wait though. You just figured out a new situation to get another girl. Yang was going to be in the dorm with you… alone.

Perfect.

After everyone went their separate way for the evening, you and Yang were in front of the TV with remote controllers.

“You’re going down, Jaune.” Yang told you.

“Care to make a wager?” You asked, smirking.

“What kind?”

“Winner gets to write something on the loser?” You held the marker out. “It’s washable but will be funny until then.”

“Heh, sure.”

Little did Yang know, you played this racing game ALL the time back home. This was your first real hustle and you pulled it off perfectly.

“Wha…? How?” Yang looked horrified as she lost. Lost wasn’t really the right word. You crushed her. “You cheated!”

“That short cut is perfectly legal with a power boost.” You told her.

“Argh… fine.” Yang crossed her arms and huffed. “At least I learned something new to beat Ruby with.”

“Did you forget something?” You asked, holding up the marker.

“Hehe… right,” Yang took a deep breath. “Go ahead.”

“Your arm is fine,” You assured her and she held out her arm. You wrote it access her lower arm and smiled. “There.” Yang looked at it and then looked back at you. “So, Yang. Ready to do what I want?”

“Well, yeah?” Yang replied. “You own me, don’t you?”

“Cool, because I REALLY want to feel your tits. Loved them the moment I saw them.”

You couldn’t believe you could take to someone like Yang like this. It was exhilarating.

“They are amazing aren’t they,” Yang laughed, turning to you. “My best quality.”

“Indeed.”

You reached forward and began to grope them through her shirt. They were even more amazing than you thought. They were soft, but still slightly firm. Like pudding. You simple sat there on the floor with her, slowly running your fingers along those perfect melons. Eventually, Yang looked at the time.

“Are we going to do anything else or just this?” Yang asked. “I’m okay with whatever you want to do.”

Well, are you?

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