Heavy is the Head

Despite the hours that had gone by since the announcement you were still unsure if you had heard the headmaster correctly. You, who only recently acquired a semblance and were far from experienced in combat or leadership, were supposed to lead a team of women ten times more competent than you.
Then again, while each had their specialties the only one you could actually see in a leadership role was Caitlin. Jean was headstrong and physically capable, but was lacking in social skills and strategic knowledge. Lila on the other hand was... convincing, but often too occupied with her own interests to manage those of an entire team. So why didn't he choose Caitlin? She was smart, strong and tactically gifted, a talent that was further enhanced due to her semblance. Perhaps it was her somewhat distant and cold nature, which made her hard to approach? Or he saw something in her that could inhibit the team in critical moments. It could also just be a scheme to promote growth in you, rather than your qualification as a leader. That was the purpose of this school, after all.
At least those were a few of your guesses regarding the wiser man's reasoning.
Still, the responsibilities of this new role were not lost on you. Whatever you did or didn't decide was on you and no one else. Really, it tied in perfectly with your ability, didn't it? Power over others with the consequences to match.

As you were lost in your contemplation, the bathroom door opened and a familiar black haired beauty stepped out, wrapped in only a towel. A thought crossed your mind, causing a mix of shock and curiosity. Does she still have the writing on her arm? You called her over to the side of your bed which was met by a wide grin on the girl's face. "You know master, if you want to play with me you only need to ask." still, she obediently stood beside you a few steps later. You took her hand and inspected the pale skin of her arm. Just as her reaction suggested it was still there, but very hard to read now. 'Property of Eugene Bluebeard' you could make out with a bit of effort. Naturally you didn't want to risk the effect to fade, as that would mean a lot of trouble and likely little chance of exploring her intimately again.
You grabbed another pen, this time a waterproof dark blue marker you had picked up in a store on your way to Beacon. Her other arm was still free and you wanted to replace the effects before getting rid of the old one. That gave you pause. (How would someone react with two conflicting applications?) Deciding to experiment a bit you placed down the marker.
'Bluebeard's Personal Assistant' it read. This application served two purposes, to test the limits of your ability with simultaneous phrases and to see how much of your name you needed to use.
"Not that I mind, but why did you write something weird like that on my arm? I'm not your personal assistant master, I'm your property. If you want me to do something I'll do it." That meant your semblance either prioritized by the scale of a command or by seniority. Or the new writing just didn't work. That you could figure out easily though. You grabbed a wet washing cloth from the still steamy bathroom and scrubbed of the older writing. Then you told Lila to look at her arms again. "What exactly am I supposed to be looking at sir?" She addressed you differently now, with more of a professional respect than her previous playful teasing. "While I appreciate you cleaning my arm a bit you're aware that's not exactly what people mean with 'getting a girl wet', right?" Okay, scratch that. She was still a tease, there was no fixing that. Not that you had ever intended to, mind you.

Curious as to the exact implications of her new role you decided to pick her brain a bit. "So Lila, what exactly are your duties at the moment." At your inquisition she stopped the smug behavior and took what you assumed to be her best imitation of a serious expression. "Well sir. At the moment you have not issued any requests or orders, so I was planning to use the free time to relax and prepare for the classes starting tomorrow. If there is anything you need, no matter how... personal, do not hesitate to call on me, assisting you is my job after all." While it was still easy to hide you felt your nethers stir at this new dynamic between the two of you. "Actually, there is something you could help me with." her face lit up at the prospect of being useful to her boss. You pointed towards your crotch and understanding dawned on her. "Of course sir, stress relief is one of my specialties I assure you~" she flirted while kneeling down and deftly undoing your zipper. A second later your dick sprung free from the band of your boxer briefs almost hitting Lila's face, who looked at your shaft with hunger in her eyes. You felt her warm breath on the head of your penis as her plump lips inched ever closer. When she enveloped your glans with her mouth you leaned against the wall behind you. Yeah, being a leader wouldn't be so bad, you thought to yourself, as she worked her way down your length. Soon enough she was energetically pumping up and down in a rhythmic pattern. You patted one hand on the back of her head and smiled as her gaze lifted to meet yours. She looked content to be of assistance to you and your satisfaction only spurred her on in fulfilling her duty. A few minutes of being lost in pleasure later you felt a familiar pressure rise within you. You let Lila know, which led to her quickening her already rapid pace, closing in on her goal. Both of your hands were now grabbing at her long black locks as you made no effort to contain your groans of pleasure. Once you couldn't hold it in anymore you pushed your dick all the way into her plush lips and shot your load into her mouth. While she was surprised, she didn't resist or gag, dutifully keeping your sperm inside, which led to her cheeks puffing out slightly. A few seconds later you were emptied out and she lifted her head off of your length to present her creamy reward, before swallowing with an audible gulp. It was insane, this absolute sex bomb was willingly sucking your dick dry on demand. You laid back, basking in the comforting warmth after your recent orgasm while Lila went back into the bathroom to fix her hair. "What were you planning to do with the rest of your day, sir?" the sultry voice slightly muffled by the door separating you. That was a good question actually...

You had decided to use your free time in the library, keeping up with the pace of your history professor would be difficult according to the older students you've met. So you picked out a few introductory history textbooks and added them to your ever increasing stack of "basic" course material. You lifted them, making sure to rest them against your chest to avoid dropping any, though it blocked your view quite a bit. As you made your way towards one of the empty tables to begin studying you suddenly felt an impact and tumbled to the ground. Despite your best effort to catch some, the books were scattered on the ground in front of you. Weirdly you yourself hadn't landed as roughly as expected, instead you were lying on something squishy. While you were still trying to figure out what exactly happened a soft voice reached your ears from underneath you "Uh- uhm, c-could you get up, please?" You lifted your upper body a bit to see who it belonged to, which made you realize you had run into someone and tackled them to the ground. Immediately you got up and apologized to the victim of your studious, yet overzealous efforts.
"Oh, i-it's alright, it didn't really hurt too much." the meek girl said, who you could now identify as Velvet, one of your fellow first-years. She seemed somewhat shocked still, which made you feel quite guilty. "I'm glad you're okay, I wouldn't have known what to do if I'd sent such a cute girl to the school nurse on my first day as a team leader." you joked which seemed to help lift her spirits slightly, though her cheeks were now glowing red. "Oh, were you planning to start tackling helpless girls starting tomorrow instead, hotshot?" A cocky voice you didn't recognize came from behind you, though Velvet's positive reaction told you she must be a friend of hers. You turned to face the origin of the snarky comment to see it was Coco Adel, leader of team CFVY and school friend of Velvet's, that was approaching the two of you.
"Hey Coco, yeah the idea was to wait until Ms. Goodwitch's class. I bet she's cute when she's angry"
"Well, you don't have to try this hard to make her angry." the three of you continued bantering as you gathered up your books and at Coco's invitation sat down at one of the nearby tables.

At some point, although only after you'd mocked about half the school staff, one of you had the idea to play some board games, which in turn gave you a devious idea to further test your semblance. "Sure, but how about we spice it up a bit? The winner gets to pull a prank on the others without retaliation." you proposed, trying your best not to show your excitement at the possibilities.
"Spice up... a board game?" Velvet asked, unsure of how serious you were.
Coco however was more that up for it. "Sure BB, your funeral." Of course she was the type to immediately come up with nicknames. "Just be ready to explain to your teammates why you'll have to walk around in a girl's uniform for class tomorrow." This confidence would be her downfall, Velvet on the other hand could use a bit more of it in your opinion. Still, she conceded and took part in your bet.
After an intense half-hour of strategic genius on your part you managed to make the most money in the Game of Vytal. Really, you were extremely luck that you managed to get the 'Star Athlete' career and a high end suite in Atlas, otherwise Coco would have easily crushed you with her three story Mansion in Vale despite only having the 'Food Merchant' career. Velvet had made the mistake of going through Academy training, which enabled her to take Hunter and School Staff positions but put her in serious debt early on from which she never quite recovered. Either way, you had won and immediately cashed in your prize. You had a clear idea of what to do with Velvet and let her know as much. Hesitantly she placed her arm closer to you, confused but relieved you weren't going for anything worse than some scribbles.
A few strokes with your marker it read 'Bluebeard's Confidence' You noticed that your handwriting was getting nicer thanks to the repeated practice. This made you curious, would a simple signature work? You had been meaning to try it since your finals but hadn't gotten a chance yet. For now you simply directed Velvet's attention to your 'prank' though. "O- oh, I'm so sorry Eugene, I've been holding onto your confidence this entire time! I didn't use it much I swear!" The girl's phrasing sounded unintentionally hilarious, but you swallowed that reaction in favor of a more generous response. "You're fine Velvet, actually I want you to use that confidence MORE. You should be confident in your looks and interests!" That seemed to do the trick as Velvet's posture suddenly adjusted to suit your words. Despite sitting at a table you could tell she was showing of her long hair, rabbit-like ears and slim body more. "Thank you Eugene, I'll make you proud." Interesting, she was more confident, but still had her own distinct mannerisms. "As for you..." you said as you looked over Coco. You noticed how attractive the fashionable brunette was, her face was almost flawless and her top hugged the curves of her modest breasts tightly. "Hey, eyes up here, okay? I don't swing that way BB." she reprimanded you. Well, that was a suggestion if you've ever heard one. Sure, part of you felt guilty for even considering to adjust another person's, especially a classmate's, sexuality simply for your own enjoyment, but both you and that part knew that you were going to do much worse than that soon enough. You told her to also present her arm and she pulled up her sleeve with an annoyed huff. "You're gonna write some obvious shit on me, like with V? I honestly thought you were just going easy on her back there. Your loss, I guess." while her attempts at mocking you were entertaining they couldn't really get under your skin given the power you were about to hold over her.
"Bluebeard's Sexuality" your new work read. After a look over the phrase Coco too started apologizing, though less excessively than Velvet had before you adjusted her confidence. "Oh, damn I completely forgot I had your sexuality. I can't really give it back to you, but whatever you want to do with it is fine by me. Is that okay?" you assured her it was and immediately made use of the new privilege.
"Coco, what exactly is your type right now?" The description that followed sounded awfully close to Velvet, who noticed as much and started teasing her friend, clearly enjoying herself with that newfound confidence. That would be a fun idea to explore in the future, but for now you wanted to get a foot in the door yourself. "You will still be into what you described, but you will now also be attracted to exactly one guy, that being me." you phrased it carefully as to not overwrite her other tastes. "Easy, I thought you were pretty cute anyway BB." the smug girl flirted while eyeing you very obviously. Well, that was quite a 180 from her earlier response to your leering. Talk about hypocrisy, huh?
A few more minutes of conversation later, now with a much more extroverted Velvet and a lot of innuendos between the girls, you decided to pack away the stuff you had borrowed except for a few books that you intended to check out in the dorm later. After helping clean up, Coco and her friend said goodbye to you, as they still had some other plans with their teammates for the evening. Meanwhile you too were headed back to your own dorm room to check on the girls. You also had yet to fix Infotracker after the beating it took that morning, which you decided should probably take priority.

As you opened your locker and inspected the tool you realized the damage was worse than you had hoped. You'd have to replace a lot of the internal parts and get an entirely new screen, but this also gave you a chance for some upgrades you had been thinking about. For one, upgrading the projection functionality was a given due to it's newly discovered use in combination with your semblance. However, with the new access to dust and more sophisticated equipment you could also integrate some ranged attack options, something you were dearly lacking compared to your fellow students. 'No more excuses then.' you thought as you got started on dismantling Infotracker on one of the workbenches nearby. First you needed the new circuitry to allow for the higher flow of energy your upgrades would require. When that was done you made some space for loading in dust cartridges, as you didn't want the projectiles to sap power from the main functionality. That would be counterproductive when you needed information, or use your semblance in a pinch. Additionally you made sure to insulate the rest of the components to prevent potential damage from unstable dust. Then, you made the changes to the holographic lens and projector specs. Lastly, you drilled the holes and integrated the insulation for the laser add-on. The whole process took a few hours and you were itching to try it out, but it was getting late. Even if you didn't have classes tomorrow you would have to obtain concentrated dust cartridges and none of the stores on campus were still open this late.

The first day of school was as exciting as it was chaotic. No one knew where the rooms were or what classes they had to attend. Thankfully Caitlin managed to guide the three of you through the overcrowded halls and you managed to get to the training area just in time. There Ms. Goodwitch, the blonde, no-nonsense woman from yesterday, stepped onto the stage and began to explain today's schedule. Before any classes started you would be engaging in some sparring to closer observe your skills. For the purposes of team spirit you would not be pitted against your team members, but rather other students from the same year. She went down a list of names and one by one duels took place ending either by withdrawal, ring out or when one fighter's aura fell below 30%. Thanks to your repaired Infotracker you could use these battles to confirm some more information about who the young men and women you'd be studying alongside were and what skills they brought to the table.

Soon enough you got to watch Jean and Caitlin demolish their respective opponents, their semblances were hard to circumvent, as you experienced first hand only a few days ago. Lila on the other hand needed to actually try. She was likely aware she could have just told the boy in front of her to walk off the stage, given the glances he was throwing at her, but knowing Ms. Goodwitch she would have just given her a different opponent instead.

The opponent in question was Ripley Cement, whom she had fought during the final exam at Pharos. His weapon was a dust powered energy rifle called 'Nostromo' with several fire configurations, including single fire, burst fire, full auto and a sustained laser mode. It also featured a variable sight module which allowed him to engage enemies at both medium and long ranges as well as a projector for a hard-light dust bayonett. That kind of dust was a rare and expensive resource here in Vale, so the feature was likely only intended for emergencies.

Ripley most certainly wanted payback for the embarrassing tournament loss and assumed a kneeling stance while taking aim at the outranged girl. Thanks to her flexibility Lila could easily avoid a few of his initial shots, but once she closed in to counterattack he reacted by switching to burst fire instead. The higher frequency of shots quickly pressured her back towards the edge of the arena. She didn't see it coming due to constantly being on the run, but her fate was obvious to the audience and exactly as planned a final burst ahead of her sent her stumbling off the edge of the platform. As Lila seemed shocked, embarrassed and hurt while rubbing her behind, Ms. Goodwitch declared a ring out and thus victory for Ripley.

Next you were called up, your opponent none other than Coco Adel. Your brain immediately entered analysis mode, examining every single detail visible to you. She was carrying a hand bag, which you assumed had to either be or contain her weapon. Her outfit was fashionable and not particularly optimized for close combat, so she likely used some sort of ranged strategy. She was overconfident and smug, as usual, but it implied to you that her strategy included getting under her opponent's skin and subsequently catching them off-guard. "None of this gives me an actual angle." you cursed under your breath. Meanwhile Coco simply took a relaxed stance when the battle began and started with the expected trash talk. "Look cutie, I don't want to damage your pretty face, so why don't you take a walk?" she said while pointing towards the edge of the ring mockingly.
You knew you couldn't use your semblance to end this thanks to the command you had issued yesterday. Erasing it would be hard to do in the middle of a battle. You also didn't have a chance to get dust for your new ranged attack yet. That left you with only one option, approaching her. Her weapon and semblance were unknown variables, but just waiting was not going to solve anything either. Only one choice then, you thought as you started moving towards her. You had to use your speed and the control over her sexuality to catch her off guard. Not that you got very far before her handbag suddenly stirred to life and transformed into a beast of a minigun in front of your eyes, glimmering gold in the sunlight that fell through the glass ceiling. Without giving you time to prepare, it's barrels started rotating and a hail of bullets flew towards you. You barely dodged in time with a roll to the side and began circling around her flank as you got closer. Her gun was huge, so turning was a slow and deliberate process which kept her from getting you in her sights. She realized this too it seemed and returned the weapon to it's more compact form to run, planning to increase the distance between you. Not a chance, you thought as you went into a full sprint. You tackled her to the ground and grabbed the wrist that held the bag, preventing her from fighting back. What now? You could beat her down with your sword, but that seemed very brutal and could hinder your plans with Coco for the future. Instead you were reminded of a trick from Lila's playbook. Seduction.
Inspiration dawned on you as you started shifting your grip on her. Following your plan you made sure to subtly touch and rub against the sides of her chest with your fingers as you disarmed her and placed one hand under her neck, the other under her knees. You saw her cheeks light up, though her sunglasses did a decent job at hiding her needy gaze. With your arms in place you lifted her up in a bridal carry and leaned in for a kiss. She wanted to resist but instead only moaned into your mouth. Some gasps came from the front rows of the crowd while Ms. Goodwitch looked more amused than upset. Meanwhile, you slowly made your way to the edge of the stage where you then promptly let go of her, dropping her down onto the ground below. Coco was confused, disoriented and likely a little disappointed, as the teacher's voice declared victory in your favor.
You rejoined your team on the benches where Lila beamed with pride at your application of her seductive strategies, while Jean was simply amused by the drama. Caitlin seemed somewhat displeased, but didn't say anything in particular, you'd talk to her about it some other time.

After your other classes had wrapped up you returned to the dorm room, exhausted and ready for bed. The others felt the same and so the lights went out shortly after. A few minutes later a figure approached your bed. You considered switching the lights on, only to quickly realize that it was just Lila, who was soon snoring against your chest. What a dream team...