Pyrrha has a confession

Pyrrha stood there for a moment, allowing Jaune to take in the sight of his achievement. He'd managed to hit every single piece of armor she wore. That, alone, would be impressive, but couple it with Pyrrha stripping naked as a result? That was just whipped cream on the sundae.

"Pyrrha..." Jaune finally managed to get out. "You...you're beautiful."

Pyrrha smiled and blushed at the compliment.

"Thank you, Jaune," she said, taking a few steps forward. "That means a lot, coming from you..."

Jaune didn't answer for a moment, but then looked a little confused.

"What do you mean, 'coming from me'?"

Oh, crap... Pyrrha thought, her face going slack. Do I want to lie to him again? He's been so sweet, during the training...and he did make a pretty major accomplishment. Perhaps now would be a good time to tell him...?

"Pyrrha..." Jaune started. "Do you...like me?"

She hesitated for what felt like hours. Was she ready to do this? To admit her feelings so plainly like this? When she was so bare and ****, so ripe for humiliation?

"I...yes," Pyrrha eventually decided. "Yes, Jaune. I do have a crush on you." She took another step forward. "In fact...I have since the day I met you. It's...why I offered to strip for you. Because...I wanted to show off for you."

Jaune was silent for a moment, his face in total shock as he tried to process this bombshell. Pyrrha had a crush on him? Him, of all people?

"But...why me?"

"Because you treat me like a person, Jaune." Pyrrha took another step forward, leaving them only a couple of feet apart. "Everyone else here treats me like a celebrity. Like some idol to put on a pedestal. But you...when we met, you had no idea who I was! You just treated me like I was any other student. You were someone I didn't have to put on an act for. With you...I could just be myself."

Jaune thought back, and realized she was right. Whenever the team was out in public, Pyrrha would usually act more prim and proper. She'd be polite, yes, but always keeping people at a distance, to avoid souring her image. But when they were alone? She just seemed like any other student at Beacon. She'd laugh, she'd yell, she'd play video games, she'd read silly comic books, and she'd do it all without a care in the world.

While thinking about all of that, Jaune had another realization. He realized that, in spending all of this time with Pyrrha, he'd grown rather fond of her. Of developing shared interests and learning more about her, and even himself.

"I...think I like you too, Pyrrha," Jaune said, his eyes locked onto hers.

Pyrrha stood tensed, ready for him to reject her. But as those words hit her ears, she relaxed and leaned forward.

"Really?" she asked hopefully.

"Yes," Jaune nodded, feeling himself get reassured by that one word.

Pyrrha smiled wide, moving closer and wrapping her arms around Jaune's neck and pressing her boobs into his still covered chest.

Jaune seemed caught off guard by this, his hands hovering awkwardly over Pyrrha's body as he was unsure where to touch her. After a few seconds, Pyrrha grabbed Jaune's wrist, maneuvering it down below until it landed firmly on her ass.

"It's ok, Jaune. You can touch me."

Jaune smiled a bit and lowered his other hand to her ass as well, squeezing both cheeks.

"Ah...what if...I...touched your lips...with, uh...something of mine? Like...m-my lips?"

Pyrrha did her best to suppress her laughter, burying her face in his shoulder.

"Did you just ask to kiss me?" she asked when she pulled away.

Jaune blushed and nodded, not trusting his voice after that butchered sentence.

In response, Pyrrha grabbed the back of Jaune's head and pulled him down, each of them closing their eyes as their lips locked against each other. Pyrrha had been starting to feel the cold, but this kiss swept all of that away. It was almost as though Jaune's body heat was flowing through her mouth and into her body, rejuvenating her once more.