I clean my own mess

Drenched in sweat I go over to my clothes put them back on and considered doing the same with a half **** Yang but just decided to bring her to the locker rooms. I place her on the bench she barely manges to sit up. I took a seat next to her and we talked a little as we rested until we felt able to leave on our own without help.

"Soooo." Yang starts breaking the silence first

"So?"

"That was...intense."

"Yeah not bad for a virgin."

"Excuse me, I'm no virgin."

*Silence fills the air once again.*

We exchanged looks an offended one on hers and a 'Ren/Blake' on mine.

"Oh oooooh, so wait why are you so, so um."

She struggled to find the words but I already knew where this was going so I technically answered it by holding up my hands and opening then closing them repeatedly.

"Magic hands."

"Guess I can't deny that at this point."

"Hm yeah."

This was an awkward little moment between blonds one a social butterfly and the other socially awkward both now on an equal level.

"So you want to make this a thing."

"A thing?"

"Yeah like together as 'sparing partners'."

She said the last part with finger quotes.

"Open to the idea now are we?"

"Yeah you proved you can keep up well enough."

"I think we have different ideas of what "keep up" really means." I say alluding to me being the one that took control.

"Ugh. I need to take a shower."

She says this getting up and walking to the stalls as her legs give out from beneath her. I practically jump off the bench to catch her copping a quick feel as I pick her up leaning on me I put her back on the benches then I start the shower for her. When I'm done I make my way towards Yang as she is currently taking notice of my mess I had left in her hair.

"If I didn't need a little help to stand I'd punch you out a second time."

"Need a little help to clean?"

"You plan to actually help."

"Mostly, we already went pretty far and tired each other out not to mention we are barely standing able to and need to get clean soon before people start wondering where we are."

"Fine, we could help each other but no more fucking tonight."

"Ok."

"But feel free to cop another feel if you'd like."

*wink*

"Grab my soaps before getting in."

I was unsure if that was just a flirt or just-She made her intentions clear as she quickly pressed herself against me one hand placed on my abs the other taking hold of my flaccid penis as she whispered in my ear.

"As long I get to do the same."

She turned around and walked into the now steamy shower that started fogging up the glass door. I make my way to the opened locker and grab the soap bottles I saw. I start going back till I saw the the greatest sight of my life. I see a full view of Yang completely in the nude my eyes falling immediately on her large breast in a thin layer of water and sweat rolling over her body past her long smooth stomach almost converging at her hairless pussy on her wide hips and finally dripping off to the inside of her legs cascading down her long toned legs.

Taking notice of my stare she hid nothing as she slightly pressed her tits against the glass. She looked me in the eye while she drew a small heart on the glass I took this as the ok to get in. I stripped my clothes off again to see Yang eyeing ME this time, her eyes roaming me from the neck down. I guess she has a better view when we're not pressed against each other.

"Enjoying the view there lover boy?" She struck a little pose putting her hands behind her head and puffing her chest out slightly.

"Are you, and 'lover boy' that's a new one."

"It just feels right."

"Uh huh." I say not even thinking on any meaning behind it.

I walk over and let myself in, placing the bottles except the one I open, and squirt a bit of shampoo into my hands. I figured I may as well actually help clean her hair of the mess I made to start amending any ill will she may have and prevent any future damage to my person. Knowing Yang as long as I have I of ask for permission to make contact with her hair immediately.

"Yang you mind if I wash your hair?"

"Go ahead."

I never having experienced washing this much hair on a single head I started at the top rubbing the soap gently into her hair massaging the scalp and slowly make my way down. It was a solid 5 minutes and I was wondering if I lost my hands in the neverending mane, but could not complain given how silky smooth these golden locks felt. I put so much focus in what I was doing I couldn't tell if my work was taking so long because I was cautious to not upset a quick to anger boxer in a small space or if I was just enjoying the feeling of sliding my fingers through these wonderful endless strands. The only way to make this better is if I had enough aura to amplify something in her mind.

"Jaune not that I don't appreciate the amazing care you are giving my hair, but wouldn't you rather put your hands on something else?"

"Huh?"

"I know I said "No more fucking tonight" but you could still pay a little more attention to the rest of me and get a little creative."

Maybe I didn't need my semblance...yet.

(Leave any ideas and thoughts into the comments my imagination was more limited than I thought. I got maybe 2-3 of the average sized chapters I can make maybe more as I go. More info the better.)