Another early morning.

The sun had barely risen above the horizon when you feel yourself rousing from your deep slumber. With a groan and more than a few satisfying pops in your joints, you stretch languidly on the sofa only to find yourself completely alone. You frown in disappointment that Blake wasn't around to join you for some morning fun, but in retrospect it came as little surprise given how the Library was still a public institution. You resolved to spirit her away to someplace much more private next time. Feeling rested well enough you stand and collect your discarded clothes, ready to tackle the new day with great vigor. After all, today was the day you needed to make a trip into town and decide on an outfit for Friday's dance.

A quick mental command warps you back to your bedroom, mindful of Emerald's sleeping form as you dress in a fresh set of threads. Just as silently, you depart in the same manner to the cafeteria and grab a quick breakfast while you mull over your selection of partners once more. At the absolute top of your list were Yang, Pyrrha, and Emerald, and in no particular order at that since each of these lovely ladies were completely under your sway, two of which were already carrying your children. Below that were Glynda, Weiss, and Blake whom were each at various levels of infatuation and merely needed just enough push for that final stretch, Gynda being the least of your concerns given that she too was carrying your child. Lastly were Ruby, Nora, and, after a brief lapse in memory, Penny Polendina. While you had a fair guess that Ruby somewhat took a liking to you given your limited interactions with each other, Nora and Penny you had yet to break the ice with and while the little android from Atlas seemed easy enough once you gave her guards the slip, Nora would already be head over heels for Ren all night, giving you little opportunity to step in. Regardless, if a chance presented itself, you resolved to take it. Reasoning you still had plenty enough time to make a decision, you finish your meal and take your leave.

Classes blur by for the rest of the day as you paid only marginal attention to your instructors. Some survival exercises here, some Grimm anatomy quizzes there, and an entire hour-long lecture on the Human-Faunus War courtesy of Dr. Oobleck, and the final bell was at last ringing itself half to ****. Slipping away out of sight as best as you could, you warp back to your bedroom to find Emerald already undressing herself of her uniform. She had her back turned to you as she fiddled with the buttons of her jacket, grumbling under her breath about how boring a schoolgirl's life was compared to her days with Cinder as she stripped herself of the garment and tossed it haphazardly onto the bed, revealing the long-sleeved button down white shirt underneath. Her mocha legs were bare and on display in all of their glory, the sheer pantyhose of the uniform kicked haphazardly off to the side. Grinning to yourself, you step forward and pull her into an embrace, making her yelp with surprise.

"Boring you, is it my Little Gem?" you whisper into her ear teasingly.

"Mmmm, well I have been without your touch all day, Master," she answers with a smirk of her own. "Seriously though, being a goody two-shoes Beacon kid is getting old really quick."

"It's not so bad, and you're not as good of a girl as you think you are," you reason as you grind your crotch against her shapely rear, causing her red-plaid skirt to ride up the swell of her cheeks. "What kind of good girl let's herself get knocked up by a man she barely knew for two weeks?"

"Not this one," she answers with a wide grin. "Speaking of which, I'm not so sure you've really gotten me pregnant yet. I think we should keep trying just to make sure."

She emphasizes her point by grinding the cleft of her rump against the tent forming in your pants. At the same time, her hands lift the hem of her skirt up those last few inches, giving you an amazing view of her dark green thong and mocha cheeks. You can feel your pulse quickening in anticipation.

"I suppose we have some time for a quickie. Bend over."

Emerald eagerly obeys with a wordless whimper of lust. Placing both hands upon the edge of the bed, she bends forward at the waist and spreads her feet shoulder-width apart, presenting herself to your possessive gaze. You can see the thin strip of fabric shielding her womanhood from view is growing damper by the second as her body prepares itself for another round of love-making. Always happy to blow off some steam, especially after a mind-numbing day of lectures like the good "college" student you were, you promptly free your rigid member from its cloth prison and step forward, pressing the bulbous head up against Emerald's winking lips, impeded only by her soaked-through thong. Unwilling to let even this minuscule barrier stop your advance, Emerald quickly reaches between her legs and pulls it aside, giving you unhindered access to her waiting depths.

A groan of pleasure is shared between you as you smoothly penetrate your Little Gem in one, single motion.

"Hah... so rigid already. Feeling a bit pent up?" Emerald asks with a sultry smile.

"Classroom time has never been my strong suit," you grunt in response as you piston against her. "As if you're one to talk given how utterly drenched your thighs have become."

"You did this to me," she moans. "You made me ache for your touch so badly."

She's already shaking, already on the cusp of orgasm and you weren't far behind. Quickie indeed. Doubling over to embrace her fully, you saw your cockhead along her g-spot with every entry, taking you a mere handful of strong, languid strokes to push the both of you over the edge. Dollop after thick dollop of jism lurches out of you and into her waiting womb while her pussy wildly futters around you. She gives a muted shudder of ecstasy.

"I have a little task for you today, my Little Gem," you whisper into her ear.

"Anything for you, Master," she sighs with content.

"After you've milked another load out of me, I want you to go out into town and choose a dress for this Friday's dance. Price isn't an issue since you'll have all the Lien you'll need, but I want you turning heads the entire night."

"You spoil me so much, Master but I'll happily spend your money for you," she teases with a wide grin. "Classy? Slutty? Exotic?"

"Just make sure you're worthy of being a God's partner on the dance floor. I want your allure to be breathstealing, not trashy, and I won't accept anything less than the best."

"Mmmmm, your wish is my command."

She then pulls herself free of your shaft with a wet plop and turns to face you, then lays back on the bed with her legs spread eagle for you in anticipation. Erotic little smile playing on her face, she slides a pair of fingers down to invitingly open her winking lips for you, a thick helping of white oozing out from within.

"One more for the road, right?" she asks innocently enough despite her not-so-innocent behavior.

Taking your shaft in hand, you tap its head against the hooded pearl that is her clit. Just as swiftly with round one, you sink into her for round two with a grin of your own. One more quickie couldn't hurt, especially with such beauty wrapped around your little finger. One more for the road indeed.