Can't stop, won't stop

The exhilaration of filling Cinder so completely keeps you rigid and ready for a second round. With a firm grip on her shoulder, you roll your Apprentice over onto her stomach and resume your rapid pistoning. She grips tightly onto the sheets and squeals into her pillow with every forceful clap you make upon her milky rear, dragging the pleasure out in long, powerful strokes. All around you splashed the opaque slurry of sexual juices, drenching your legs with the evidence of your bliss. Gradually, Cinder takes initiative and raises her ass to meet you, shifting into a downward dog. Grinning at her willing form, you reach forward and yank forcefully on her mane, making her arch her back with an ecstatic yell.

"Fuck, that's good!" she screams in pleasure, her mouth formed into a perfect "O" as yet another orgasm overtakes her body.

You grunt in agreement as you pick up the pace even more, your hips blurring in activity as you relentlessly pursue a second orgasm of your own. The heat of her core, the sexual haze wafting throughout the room, and the cacophony of her erotic keening has you quickly spilling over the edge. Planting yourself deeply inside her once more, you groan in satisfaction and fire, your seed bursting against her cervix with lascivious ****. Cinder yells joyously as she feels you explode inside her once more, her finely tuned cunt muscles milking you expertly for your divine seed. With it came the rush of aura that cemented your connection to your lovers, and she eagerly accepted all you had to offer.

It was in that moment however that her eyes begin lighting up with the Fall Maiden's power. Taken aback by this sudden surge of energy leaves an opening for Cinder to exploit. She yanks herself free of your cock mid-orgasm, leading a few strands of spunk to paint her backside. Before you could reach forward and pull her back, she spins in place and knocks you backwards onto the floor with a wolfish grin. For a moment, you feel like you had made a terrible mistake in giving her such power so soon, and so you prepare yourself to put her down permanently, your eyes watching for her to ready an attack. Instead, she stands and walks over to you, a coquettish sway in her hips that perfectly showcased her elegant legs.

"You didn't seriously think I would submit myself in bondage to you so easily, did you my dear?" she asks sultrily.

"If it was an act, you certainly know how to put on a performance," you quip back with a smirk.

She pulled a fast one on you, and it slipped right beneath your nose. In hindsight however, you couldn't find it in you to be surprised. She was a master of manipulation and subterfuge, and you in comparison still had much to learn. Tunnel vision during sex was a weakness you'd have to work hard in correcting. Transfer or no, you still remained confident you could put Cinder down should the need arise, but if this happened during an encounter with Salem, you'd be stuck in several centuries of servitude until you could challenge her again.

"Now what? Are you going to kill me now that you have what you wanted?"

Not that she could. She hums thoughtfully.

"No, I don't think so," comes her answer as she stands over you, planting her feet at your flanks to straddle you.

In the dim glow of her fire dust lamps, you could see long trails of pearly white spunk running down the insides of her thighs. Despite this sudden change in position, your erection never waned, and as much as you loved being in control, to have a woman like Cinder flip the tables on you in such a manner was exceptionally arousing.

"I recognize true power when I see it," she continues. "I saw what you did to the swarms of Grimm when you and your little girls arrived to challenge me and my White Fang. No Maiden is capable of that, no matter how hard they train. I never expected a being like you to exist. Of course, I didn't expect you to barge into my bedchambers and give me the greatest fuck of my life either."

She begins lowering herself back down to you in a squat, her hands planting themselves upon your chest and her burning pussy lips resting snugly against your crown.

"I won't be your submissive. I hope you'll understand that as I quite enjoy this budding... arrangement I see we could have. It's clear you seek to oppose Salem, and so I'll join your cause on one condition."

"And what would that be?"

She begins rocking back and forth against your cock-head.

"I want to rule," she sighs as a shudder of sexual pleasure washes over her. "I want to be a Queen, a true Queen, beloved by her subjects and feared by her enemies. Give me the kingdom of Mistral. That is the price for my allegiance."

You grin at her lofty ambitions.

"Quite a tall order. The kingdoms will never accept the return of a Monarchy."

"Oh I think they will," Cinder retorts slyly. "When Salem has killed all of their Huntsmen, they'll have only me to hold back the tide of darkness to come. Humans are such simple creatures. They'll fall to their knees in the wake of their savior. Gods like us know this. Vale, Atlas, Vacuo, even the other Seasonal Maidens... they hold little value to me now that I know what you're capable of... what you can teach me. They're yours to deal with as you see fit, but Mistral and it's surrounding territories? Those are mine. So... do we have a deal?"

Gods like us? Her choice of words was both unsettling and intriguing. You were literally playing with fire with this one, but could you really reign her in should she turn on you in the years to come? All it took was a display of strength and a good dicking to convince her to abandon Salem who was arguably the most powerful being on Remnant barring the original Brother Gods. Moreover, she was a trained Huntress who's spent countless years honing her craft. If you gave her the power she wanted, she'd no doubt work tirelessly to master it so that she could overcome all opposition that stood against her. And what of your Huntresses? How would they react if they found out about this partnership with one of Vale's greatest enemies?