A/N: Here's the new Chapter! Which also means the next four chapters are up on my Patreon for early access as well as the chance to vote on the direction of the story!

  Cole agrees to Amber's heartfelt request and we get back to Beacon~

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  "I want… I want you to make me yours. To c-cim ownership over me. I want… to be your pet."

  Cole blinks at Amber's request, staring into her eyes for a long moment while looking for any sign that she's pying games or trying to trick him. Not that he can quite figure out how she even would be with something like this.

  The brunette is positively trembling under his gaze, but he can see in her eyes that she's serious. The trembling is from fear that he'll deny her this request or maybe reject her as a freak for being so damn kinky. But the truth is… Cole doesn't have any problems with a fetish like this.

  At the same time, it seems almost too easy a price to pay given what he's telling Amber to keep secret. She has a lot of power in this moment, after all. If Amber tells Glynda everything that happened here this weekend, it'll probably do some more damage to his and the Headmistress' already fragile retionship.

  Of course, Cole doesn't regret any of the decisions he'd made regarding Cinder or Emerald. Sure, he wanted to stay on Glynda's good side, but not at the expense of his own freedom. He refused to be caged. Not by Cinder, not by Glynda.

  Apparently, Amber was the exact opposite. She wanted to be dominated. She wanted to be leashed. And she had chosen him as the man to own her. Put that way, it was kind of heavy wasn't it? And yet… Cole isn't about to say no.

  Reaching up, he gently but firmly wraps a hand around Amber's neck. Her eyes widen as his fingers dig ever so slightly into the sides of her neck; his palm pressed against her throat. Her spine straightens and her head lifts up a little, offering him unrestricted access.

  "If we're going to do this… you're going to need to wear a colr."

  Amber whimpers but doesn't refute his words. If anything, she looks excited by the prospect. Once again, Cole can't help but feel like he's surrounded by sluts and bitches from every side. Maybe his Sembnce attracts them, like moths to bright lights. Menie and Miltia had never been like this, after all! But then to be fair, he wasn't worth their time back then when he hadn't had his own Aura yet.

  For a brief moment, Cole wonders how the Machite Twins are doing… but ultimately he puts it out of his mind. Maybe their paths would cross again someday, but it wasn't like they would care even if that did happen. He was just one of Junior's mooks after all… though part of him can't help but savagely grin at the thought of them seeing how far he'd come in such a short amount of time.

  Amber sees his savage grin and whimpers again, thinking it's directed at her. Cole doesn't bother correcting that misassumption. Instead, he runs his thumb along her pulse on the side of her neck and hums.

  "You'll get two different ones made, alright? The first one should be a choker… something you can wear out in public without anyone questioning it. I don't mind what color it comes in… make it match your fashion style so that nobody thinks twice, alright?"

  Amber swallows thickly and nods her head to show she's heard him.

  "The second one… should be a proper colr. A pet's colr. And you can have it say "Property of Cole" somewhere on it. That's what you'll wear… when it's just the two of us."

  He can tell Amber is getting extremely turned on by his orders at this point. A low whine builds in her throat and she squirms like a bitch in heat. Cole just chuckles at the reaction.

  "If you manage to get both completed by the end of the week… then I'll do something special for you, assuming Glynda doesn't have another 'client' for me to meet with. Got it?"

  Amber nods again, not seeming to trust herself to speak. Or maybe she just doesn't think she should speak when she's acting as his 'pet'. Of course, by that logic… she shouldn't be standing either. Removing his hand from her neck, Cole grabs hold of the brunette's shoulders and steadily pushes her down to her knees. Amber goes without compint and moans happily when he pulls out his cock and ys it down across her face.

  A few moments ter and the hotel suite is filled with the sounds of dutiful sucking noises as Amber bobs up and down her Master's cock and Cole cards his fingers through his new pet's hair. Not exactly how he expected the weekend to end… but he isn't compining.

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  "C'mon Cole, you were gone all weekend! What were you doing? Special training with the Headmistress?"

  Amused, Cole shakes his head at Yang's whining.

  "Already told you Yang, I'm not allowed to talk about it. You three are just going to have accept that sometimes there will be things I'm not allowed to speak on. Headmistress' orders."

  Yang pouts mightily, but Weiss and Bke both nod their heads in understanding at least. Cole can tell that Yang is going to be the issue on that front. The blonde hates the thought of not knowing what her 'partner' is up to, and she especially dislikes their leader disappearing for days on end.

  Cole doesn't bme her, really. It is kind of me that Glynda made him leader of Team CWBY when he was always going to have his attention split between Beacon and the Breeding Program. On the other hand though, it would have been a bit more difficult to justify his constant absences to whoever would have been leader instead of him, he supposed.

  For a moment, he flirts with the idea of telling his team everything. They are his team after all, and he already trusts them with a fair amount. But… telling them that he's leaving every weekend to go breed women the likes of Cinder Fall seems like it's another step beyond.

  He also can just imagine how they would react if he told them how silly things got between him, Emerald, and Cinder by the time all was said and done… to say nothing of Amber, who had already procured a brown choker by this morning when he'd seen her at breakfast and was no doubt well on her way to getting the colr too.

  No, in the end it was better to keep some distance between his weekend adventures and the rest of Team CWBY. Even if they were sharing a bed more weeknights than not at this point, they didn't need to know EVERY aspect of his life right?

  "You're not going to be gone every weekend, are you? When are we ever going to train as a team?!"

  Cole raises an eyebrow at Yang's newest line of attack. He gnces between her, Weiss, and Bke.

  "… Did the three of you get together and train over the weekend while I was gone?"

  When Weiss and Bke both shake their heads in silent denial, Yang looks betrayed for a moment before crossing her arms over her chest and pouting mightily.

  "W-Well… we WOULD have if you'd been around, that's all I'm saying!"

  Before Cole can respond, however, another voice rings out through the room.

  "Ms. Xiao Long, you seem to have plenty of time to chat. You and Ms. Nikos can be our first combatants today."

  The blonde blinks and then perks up. They are currently having this conversation in Beacon's Battle Hall, a rge room with tiered sets of desks surrounding a sizable battle arena in the center. Their Professor probably intends his call out of Yang to be a punishment of sorts… but if that's the case, he barely knows the blonde's true personality at this point.

  "Right away, Professor!"

  Yang all but leaps from her desk into the arena, while Pyrrha Nikos is a bit calmer as she uses the actual stairs to descend down to the arena floor. Cole eyes Nikos' team for a moment, noting how Nora Valkyrie is cheering Pyrrha on and Joan Arc, their team leader, is trying to emute Nora. Meanwhile, Mun Ren is… quieter.

  Of course, Nora's exuberance isn't lost on Yang either, who turns to them while Pyrrha is still making her way down.

  "Hey! C'mon team, where's my cheering?!"

  Weiss and Bke both pull faces at that, while Cole just chuckles and shakes his head.

  "Win your match and I'll reward you ter, Yang."

  Yang's eyes widen and then narrow contemptively for a moment before she grins a savage grin.

  "Deal, boss man!"

  With that, the blonde is as fired up as she can be, turning to face down Pyrrha Nikos with her fists up. Pyrrha, meanwhile, looks a little less resolved.

  "Ah… I look forward to our spar."

  "Don't hold back now, Nikos! Or else I'll kick your ass seven ways to Sunday!"

  Pyrrha frowns at that, while Yang is all but vibrates with barely repressed energy at that point. Until finally…

  "Begin!"

  With their Professor's order given, Yang shoots forward like a rocket, aiming to take the initiative and overwhelm Pyrrha with her aggressive style. Cole watches as the distance between the two women is closed in moments. He watches as Yang fires off blow after blow at Pyrrha… and he watches as the red head catches Yang's shotgun fists on her shield and then redirects the force of the bsts to send the blonde flying.

  To her credit, Yang course corrects midair with another bst of her shotgun gauntlets and tries to nd an axe kick on Pyrrha's head while she's not expecting it, but Pyrrha… well, she was expecting it to say the least.

  Yang was no slouch, but when your opponent is Pyrrha Nikos, there's only so much you can do. Perhaps with more time and more experience under their belts they would all eventually pull even with each other, but for now this early on at Beacon… Pyrrha was head and shoulders above everyone else.

  Cole suspected that the worst part for Yang was just how… humble Pyrrha was about it. There was no boasting, no posturing, no nothing. Just a simple warrior's fighting style and a purely methodical beatdown until Yang's Aura hits the very beginning of the red and the Professor calls the match in Pyrrha's favor.

  From Cole's vantage point, Pyrrha tries to say something to Yang and even offers her a hand, but the blonde just scowls and bats Pyrrha's hand away, looking aggressively grumpy as she stomps her way out of the battle arena and back up to the rest of them.

  Poor Pyrrha looks like a kicked puppy from the interaction and Cole has to wonder just how socially stunted the Invincible Girl is that she would take Yang's reaction personally. Still… it wouldn't do for their to be bad blood between their teams just because Yang is a poor sport. As such, the moment that Yang reaches their row of desks again, Cole leans over to her.

  "Go apologize."

  The blonde freezes up in response, her violet eyes widening as she stares at him disbelieving.

  "W-What?"

  But Cole just jerks his head in the direction of Team JNPR, where Pyrrha is rejoining her teammates too.

  "You're being a sore loser, Yang. I know you're better than that. So go apologize and make it clear that Pyrrha didn't do anything wrong."

  Yang looks like she wants to get up in arms for a moment, her face reddening and her eyes gring at him. Cole isn't backing down though. He just stares Yang in the eyes until she finally deftes rather than blowing up in his face. Shoulders slumping, Yang averts her gaze.

  "S-Sorry… I just wanted to impress you… w-wanted to win that reward."

  Cole shakes his head with a sigh. He'd thought as much.

  "I forgive you, Yang. But I'm not the wronged party here so my forgiveness doesn't mean much. Go and apologize to Pyrrha. We're all in this together, after all."

  Yang slowly nods and with her metaphorical tale tucked between her legs, stands up and heads over to where Team JNPR are sitting. Pyrrha stiffens up, Joan looks like she might whimper, Nora scowls, and Mun inspects Yang like she might a bug.

  … But after a moment of Yang talking to them, their faces begin to soften and it becomes obvious that she's apologizing for her attitude. Cole smiles at the sight, before turning to see both Bke and Weiss staring at him wordlessly. He raises an eyebrow at the other two women.

  "What? Team JNPR has a lot of potential. Not to mention, their dorm is quite literally across the hall from ours. I'd rather we be on friendly terms with them."

  Before either can muster up a response, however, if they were going to say something in the first pce, the Professor suddenly calls out.

  "Mister Cobalt! Down to the arena floor!"

  Grunting, Cole rises from his seat and begins heading down the stairs. As he goes, the Battle Professor calls out his opponent's name as well, causing Cole to raise an eyebrow at just who gets picked.

  This… was going to be interesting.

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  [X] His opponent is Joan Arc - 62%[ ] His opponent is Cardin Winchester - 38%

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