Give her more, but leave children for later.

You shudder in pleasure at the thought. Having a child could be just what Emerald needed to heal from her past. Sure she'd be entirely dependent on you unlike Glynda who has had her entire life preparing for such a task, but there were always ways to work around issues. In the back of your mind, you resolve to set up a safe haven of sorts for not only your girls but for your followers as a whole should the Kingdoms fall before you can fully consolidate your power. Thoughts of private islands and mountaintop paradise fortresses that burrowed into natural hot-springs came to mind. For now though, you still needed her as an active agent and a command of your own safeguards her against your eager sperm. That didn't mean you couldn't keep up the dirty talk...

"Does that thought please you, my Little Gem?" you ask her huskily as you grind your seed against her cervix. "Do you want to bear your master's children?"

"I... I don't know," she gasps. "This is all so sudden-AHHH!"

She yelps in surprise as you hike her right leg up, pulling it flush against your chest with her foot pointing towards the ceiling. The both of you groan out loud as you resume pistoning your shaft through her sweet walls. Caught up in the ecstasy you were giving her, Emerald could do little else than clench her eyes shut and moan in pleasure as she clutched and pulled upon her breasts with both hands. Gazing down upon your newest follower, you can't help but admire how her dark skin glistened with sweat in the sunlight filtering in through the window. Your attention then shifts to the heeled foot dangling near your face and you can't help but take a long, sensuous lick along the straps encircling her ankle. As you feel your rod stiffen within your willing servant's depths, you can't help but think you may be developing a foot fetish.

Regardless, you continue with the task at hand as you hump quickly and deeply into your Little Gem, the feeling of just barely tapping against her cervix with the head of your cock sending sparks up your spine. For the fourth time that day, you can hear her voice steadily rising in pitch, her breaths quickening into gasps, and the tight muscles of her cunt working tirelessly upon your shaft. A wicked thought then crosses your mind, and you reach down to stroke her clit with the calloused pad of your thumb. Her eyes shoot open from the contact and her body seizes up as the electric shocks of her strongest orgasm yet courses through her.

"Master!" she screeches as her clenching cunt squeezes down upon you with all of its might.

You suddenly yank your dick free as a cascade of squirt sprays upon you, the hot liquid sweet and tangy to the taste as a stream lands upon your tongue. Wanting more, you dive between her legs and greedily drink, drawing out her orgasm threefold with your questing tongue, not even caring about the errant bits of your own spunk that survived the plowing. When the gushing geyser that was her pussy finally calms, Emerald is left a twitching, boneless mess sprawled out upon your bed. Her eyes appeared blank and hung half closed, her tongue lolling out of her mouth as her higher mental functions shut down. She had nothing left to give in this state, so you transfer some of your aura into hers, reviving her to the point just before orgasmic shock.

"Muh-muh-mas... ter... " she barely manages to speak as she stares up at you with pleading eyes as she rolls onto her side, her legs clenched shut in a vain attempt to stop the tremors.

"Just a little more Em," you say to her soothingly as you line up your still rigid prick with her winking pussy lips. "Milk your master one more time."

She obeys with a wordless moan as she reaches around her shapely hips and spreads her pussy open for you. This time it's your turn to groan as her new position helped her clamp down upon you even tighter. Buckling over from the pleasure, you lean down and make out with her sloppily in a sweaty embrace with one hand supporting your weight and the other firmly gripping a tender breast. She struggles to keep up with even this slowed pace but the experience is no less arousing. She cups your face lovingly and stares deeply into your eyes.

"Cum... cum...!" she whispers over and over again.

You do so happily, sealing your lips with hers as you hilt yourself and fire. Eager to accept you, Emerald presses herself against your body while grinding her hips into yours, greedily taking every drop you had to offer as her face screwed up in complete bliss. You don't know how long you held yourself there tightly snug within your Little Gem's warmth or how long you spent spewing into her overflowing cunt. All that mattered right now was the thought of sleep and rest as you fall to the side and gently spoon her. You held her tight in your arms, oddly possessive of the girl despite your promiscuous ways.

The thought hadn't really crossed your mind before, claiming someone completely and utterly. Glynda you desired as a wife but understood her job as both a teacher and soon a mother. Yang and Weiss, and by extension Ruby and Blake, were destined to become powerful Huntresses. The idea of stifling that by conquering them left a bad taste in your mouth. Even you with your Godly powers were far too curious to see how they would develop more naturally. With Emerald though... it seemed different. You had no doubt she would hang onto your every word like law much like she did for Cinder, as if she was like a blank canvas that could be painted any color. With that in mind, you resolved to be more hands on with her development, almost like a pet project of your own but those were ideas for later.

Before long, fatigue came to claim you and your devoted lover.