Drinks and Dancing First

Junior left, leaving the hot bartender to serve you all drinks, but the twins, who you found out to be called Miltia, the girl in red, and Melanie, the girl in white, stayed around. Their excuse was this location gave them a good vantage point to watch for trouble makers. If you or your friends needed anything, the twins could relay it to Junior too. It would speed things up. Though, they made sure to flash their legs when they caught you looking, winking and gesturing you to join them.

Even more good news was as the ‘owner’ all your drinks were 20% off.

Unexpected perks.

“So tell us why you thought it was a good idea to bring us to a club you trashed.” Blake asked, as they watched the dance floor from their view. She was sipping her drink slowly. Unlike Yang, she wasn’t a party drinker, but it wasn’t the first time she had ****.

“Because it’s one of the best clubs in the area!” Yang protested, downing her drink and raising up the empty glass to the bartender for another one. “Besides, Junior won’t hold a grudge.”

“Felt like he did.” Blake countered.

“It’s a good thing Jaune owned the club or the situation would have gotten out of hand quickly.” Pyrrha muttered, sipping her drink and shivering. She had never drunk **** before. You realized that immediately and decided to help her out.

“Can we get something a little softer here?” You asked the bartender. “Something fruity for the lady.”

“You don’t have to…” Pyrrha protested but you plucked her drink away from her.

“Don’t **** yourself to drink something you don’t like,” You told her, sipping her drink. You almost flinched too. It was strong. You were a normal teenager and drank before you were of age back home with friends. Nothing big, but some wine, beer, hard liquor, normal stuff. It wasn’t like you partied, but you had friends who snuck **** from their parents. Yang was way more experienced then you, but Pyrrha was a complete newbie.

“Here you go, Miss Nikos.” The bartender said, setting down a light pink drink for Pyrrha. No one asked how she knew her name.

“Thank you,” Pyrrha told her, smiling and sipped it.

“Better?” You asked.

“It’s really good.” Pyrrha confirmed.

You grinned and chugged the rest of her original drink before moving back to yours. Hard liquor and soda, a classic and underappreciated.

“So now that everyone’s had a drink…” Yang started to say.

“Remember, first round was on you.” Blake reminded her.

“And no discount since you have to help pay back the damage you caused.” You added quickly.

“Hey!” Yang protested.

“Honestly, Yang.” Pyrrha told her. “After what you told us what happened, it seemed like you were the one who overreacted first and caused the problem. If Jaune wasn’t here, you could easily have been arrested.”

“...I know.” Yang sighed and slumped in her hair. “I wouldn’t be surprised if Jaune made me work here part time to help out.”

“I thought about it,” You lied, putting your arm over her shoulder. This caused her to lean on your shoulder. The couch was great for this. Pyrrha looked longingly at you from your other side, while Blake seemed amused from her seat. “But then I would see less of you. Maybe if I have business here, you can help out. Draw some customers or something.”

“We got a great maid outfit she could put on!” Melanie called out and Miltia snickered.

“No one asked you!” Yang yelled back.

“I don’t know, that might be fun to see.” You mused.

“Jaune!” Pyrrha gasped and then giggled.

“Just raid Blake’s closet, she probably has a maid outfit in there.” Yang replied and winked at you.

“Huh?!” Blake turned to her in shock.

“We all know you have one in there,” Yang teased. “You love black and white outfits and with all the smut you read, I bet you have a maid outfit… and maybe a tight leather suit for some BDSM play.”

Blake flushed in anger and embarrassment.

“Would love to see the leather suit.” You told Blake, causing her to throw a pillow from the couch at you, hitting your face.

“Wonder what kind of secret outfits P-money here has hidden away.” Yang continued, leaning forward and winking at Pyrrha.

“Y-Yang!” Pyrrha gasped. “I d-don’t wear stuff like that. They would be way too embarrassing.” You put an arm around her shoulder to calm her down. She seemed to appreciate that. Now you had a girl on each arm and if anyone from the dance floor saw you, they would be insanely jealous.

“Can we turn the teasing down a bit?” You asked Yang.

“Tsk, fine boss-man,” Yang agreed. “Let’s hit the dance floor since everyone’s loosened up with a drink.”

“Sounds good,” You agreed, standing up. “Guess I can show you up.”

“You’re on!” Yang declared, standing up too and pointing at you. “This will be a night to remember.”

“I’ll just watch.” Pyrrha said. “As I said, I’m not used to this kind of dancing.”

“That means we just have to teach you.” You assured her and then turned to Blake. “You’re not getting out of this. Yang asked me specifically to help make sure you don’t sneak out.”

“One dance.” Blake huffed, knowing she lost.

“Three.” Yang told her. “Nonnegotiable.”

Blake sighed in defeat and stood up with Pyrrha. You and Yang followed them to the dance floor, but right as you left the VIP room, Yang grabbed your arm and pulled your back.

“Listen, Jaune.” She whispered quickly. “I am sorry I trashed your club. I don’t have money to pay now, but I promise when I graduate and get a job as a Huntress, I’ll make sure to pay you back with interest. Please don’t sell me or throw me out. I’ll behave going forward. Promise.”

It never occurred to you as a possession you could sell them. Would that be slavery? You are mind controlling them to a degree.

“Don’t worry,” You assured her. “I wouldn’t give you up for anything. Not the sexy, funny Yang I know.” You hugged her and made sure to squeeze her ass a bit while you did it. Then she looked up and kissed you happily as you held her close. Her chest was pressed against your own and you loved every minute of it. Of course, you broke apart quickly because of where you were.

“We can’t leave those two alone,” Yang sighed. “Pyrrha has no idea what to do and Blake won’t have fun without prodding.”

“Make sure those two have a good time,” You told her. “Don’t worry about me tonight, worry about them. No causing problems though.”

“Got it!” She saluted and rushed after them. You laughed and followed.

The next hour or two, you weren’t entirely sure how long you were there, was a blast. You joined the dance floor and got to show off your skills. All those years having to learn dancing because of your sisters finally paid off. The feeling of walking onto the dance floor with three of the sexiest babes alive and feeling the guys glaring at you was exhilarating. You were never super popular before Beacon. It was an entirely new experience.

The music was great and you made sure to dance with each girl. Pyrrha was awkward but learned quickly. Soon, she was dancing smoothly with you, nothing insane, but good enough no one would look at her strangely. The looks she got had to do with WHO she was. More than once she had to sign an autograph, but you helped get her away from those people. Blake was slowly loosening up, maybe because of the ****, but at least danced with you and the others. Her bow twitched a bit from the noise and she was going to have a headache the next day for sure.

Yang was of course, a party girl.

Once she realized you could dance, she challenged you to a dance contest. The two of you went all out and a crowd formed around you two. Pyrrha was cheering and Blake had little flags with your team names on them. You had no idea where she got those. Eventually the two of you agreed the contest ended in a draw and you scooted off to the bar to get some drinks. Dancing works up a thirst. Yang chugged hers and left to meet with Blake and Pyrrha, while you ordered a second drink.

Maybe the booze was getting to you, so you wanted to rest. However, you were far too popular in this bar to be left alone. A moment later, a girl sat next to you.