Hi all!
This ship is a recent kink of mine (not that recent but let's say the couple last episodes made it come back full force in my brain). Cause Maleficient is hot, period.
Anyway. English is not my first language, so please be kind with any mistake I might have done.
Warnings: Language, cursing, smut, and smut and yes, smut. Not your jam? Don't read. And yes, this is DragonQueen.
Disclaimer: I dunnot own OUaT, there would be more gay couples if I did.
Enjoy!
The first time she heard Maleficent was back, she panicked. The Dragon was part of her past, a huge part, and after all that had happened between them, Regina had wished she would stay there. But no. Somehow, the two troublemakers decided to bring her back, and actually succeeded. It sent Regina in a state of complete fear and panic, because she couldn't help but remember all the times she had wronged Maleficient, until the last one: trapping her in her Dragon form for 28 years. She was convinced the Dragon would try and take revenge, and kill her. But there are things worst than death, and that was what scared her the most.
Maleficent had, once, held her heart. And if it wasn't True Love, it was love nonetheless, and it didn't make it any less important. Regina still had a spot in her soul that would love the Dragon always, and seeing her again, after 30 years, would be hard. She didn't want to face her, didn't want to discover if she was still as weak as she once was around her. She had no doubt she was. Therefore, she dreaded the moment she would have to face the older woman, knowing all too perfectly she would meet her, whether she wanted to or not.
But she didn't want to walk around, afraid to get ambushed. She didn't want to be surprised, and she decided without much hesitation, to face the problem head on. Unsurprisingly, the group of annoying women were out for trouble at Granny's, and Regina had no choice but to face all of them, at the same time. She had already seen Cruella and her whatever, Ursula, and she didn't care much about them. But Maleficient was another matter entirely. Maleficent was always able, no matter the situation, to make Regina weak in the knees. She felt incredibly weak in front of the woman; completely incapable of fighting the blush on her cheeks or the way her heart beat too fast. Her body, traitorous as it was, always reacted to the older woman, ever since Maleficient introduced her to those types of pleasure. It was as if her senses couldn't forget how good the Dragon felt against her.
And then again, coming inside Granny's, she froze for a couple of seconds, facing her. If she didn't want to believe it, now she had no other choice. And as per usual, she was already loosing. Her heart started beating loudly, and the Queen was pretty sure the older woman could hear it. She couldn't help but notice how beautiful the Dragon was, in that grey pants suit. It was different from the dress back in the Enchanted Forest, but it was beautiful nonetheless. Classy. Regina forced herself to swallow, and went on with the show.
Obviously, the Dragon wasn't going to kill her. She had hoped it was her goal, but now she knew it wasn't, and she was afraid of what it meant. It couldn't be good, especially if the three Queens of Darkness decided to work together.
The Queen couldn't remember why, for the life of her, she had agreed with this suicide mission. She knew she wasn't herself around Maleficent — she had no will power at all, and it showed once more, as she started getting drunk, even if she knew alcohol and Maleficent was not a good mix — and still she went head on, oh so stupidly. She had agreed for Emma. That was it. Emma. The other mother of her child, the woman she was starting to trust, a lot, and whom she cared about.
Though right now, she was cursing her damn mother in a language not even appropriate for Hell.
She was drunk as a fuck, as was the rest of the group. Except Maleficent. It seemed that ever since that addict episode, the older woman never indulged much in poisons of the sort. It was the other problem. Regina wasn't aware of a lot of things anymore, and the Dragon knew that all too well.
She was still destroying the car with some fireballs, and she was starting to get high on magic. Meaning, if normally she was weak before Maleficent, right now she was down right vulnerable. The older woman, standing near the car moments ago, was now standing behind her, so close she could feel her body heat. It was one of the things the Queen loved about the Sorceress, her incredibly hot body. Of course, she would never admit it aloud, let alone to the Dragon, but her favourite moments in the Enchanted Forest was when she fell asleep, cuddling with the incredibly hot skin. It made her feel safe. And the only thing she wanted to do right now, was to let herself fall against the older woman.
The Dragon's hands graced her hips and she was forced to draw a breath, her heart beat accelerating. She hated herself for reacting like that, or whether, she would hate herself, had she not been so intoxicated. Right now her hands were welcome, and it took a couple of seconds for Regina to fall into her embrace.
"I always liked seeing you perform magic." The Dragon's voice was low and throaty and it shot sparks down to the Queen's core. Her voice should have been illegal. Regina only hummed in response, physically incapable of formulating an answer. Her throat felt dry and her brain was near overdrive.
Slowly, the hands went up, then down, a sweet caress on the Queen's ribs. Her breath caught in her throat, and she bit her lip, slowly closing her eyes, finally stopping setting fire to the already destroyed vehicle.
"Maleficent…" She breathed out, barely a whisper, but the older woman heard just right, and a small smirk graced her lips.
"Did you miss me, Regina?" The way she said her name almost made the Queen's knees buckle, and she let herself merge with the Dragon's body a little bit more. Of course she missed her. At least, her body missed her. She didn't want to admit to herself that she did miss the Dragon, though, and so later on; she blamed it on the magic and the alcohol. Truth was, the Sorceress was a dark temptation in many ways, but what they had, as destructive as it was, had brought at least some happiness in Regina's life.
She couldn't find her voice though and she simply nodded, whimpering. She forgot all about the two other women near the car, her attention solely focused on the Dragon burning hot hands, which now graced her skin, having sneaked under her shirt. She wanted to be elsewhere, preferably with the older woman, even if what was left of her brain was screaming against it.
Goosebumps spread on her skin, and she had trouble breathing now, feeling the hot fingers approaching her covered breasts. It was a sort of torture, she thought, being so close and yet incapable of letting go. Somehow, a part of her still fought the undeniable attraction. Suddenly, the Dragon's breath was against her ear and her teeth brushed against the cartilage, making her shudder. The tense building was terrible, and in spite of everything, Regina felt helpless to stop herself from being excited. She was getting wet, and she knew the older woman wouldn't take long to find out.
A minute past, words that she couldn't understand were exchanged, too lost in the sensation Maleficent's hands were creating, and in the space of a second, they were gone.
Regina could feel the burn of the Dragon's magic on her skin, and it was delicious. She wasn't even aware of what happened until she lost the warmth against her back, reopening her eyes as her brain seemed finally able to focus again. She saw her vault, and she knew she was doomed. Out in the open, Maleficent could be controlled, but here, Regina was entirely at her mercy. And she found she didn't care at all.
Suddenly she was pressed against a wall, face to face with the Dragon. She drew a breath, opening her lips while doing so, gaze lost in the gorgeous blue of Maleficent's eyes. Sweet lips kissed her, brutally, bruising, demanding, and Regina couldn't help but moan against them. Mouth slightly opened, the Dragon took advantage and thrust her tongue into the younger woman's mouth, taking dominance and caressing her lover's tongue before biting her lower lip rather hard, nearly drawing blood. Regina yelped, not used to such passion anymore, and tried to get away, but banged her head against the wall.
Maleficent's hands were suddenly everywhere and the Queen lost herself in the sensations. With a quick wave of her hand, all of Regina's clothes disappeared in a cloud of smoke, leaving behind her goddess' body, her very erect nipples. She gasped, suddenly cold, before sighing in pleasure when Maleficent equally naked skin came in contact with hers. She was burning, as usual, and it was the most intoxicated feeling in the world for Regina.
The Dragon's hands slowly caressed her skin, descending on her breasts, and the woman nuzzled in the Queen's neck, nipping on skin, suckling, and biting. Her fingers attacked the very hard nipples, pulling on them and twisting them slightly, the way she knew Regina loved. And love it she did, suddenly unable to smother her moans. The fingers pulled, making her arc her back, and she dropped her head to the side, letting the Dragon mark her as she wished. Her skin was getting hot and her cheeks were getting red, her body reacting in kind at the Sorceress attentions.
"Your body's reactions are delectable as always." The Witch said, and Regina felt her cheeks burn at the compliment.
She thrust her hips against Maleficent unconsciously, wanting more. Her skin was on fire, and the body heat of the Dragon didn't help, her core was dripping and her throat was dry. Slowly, achingly slowly, the Sorceress' hands let go of her nipples and drifted South, nails marking skin. The Queen held her breath, gasping when fingers finally brushed against her soaked folds, and blushing at the smirk visible on the Dragon's lips.
"My, my, Regina. You did miss me." The words didn't help her blush, and she moaned, embarrassed. The fingers played with wet flesh for a moment, finally settling on her clit, pressing rather hard against it, making her hips buck against her hand and stealing a moan from her lips.
"So wet for me … Even after all this time." Regina turned her head, trying to hide her face behind her hair and Maleficent just laughed, a low and throaty laugh that sent shivers down the Queen's spine. Suddenly, the Dragon's fingers entered the Queen, two of them, without any tenderness, a whimper escaping Regina's lips at the intrusion.
"So deliciously submissive. What do you want me to do to you, Regina?" The fingers were still inside her core, and Regina moved her hips, trying to get the Dragon to fuck her. But the older woman was having none of that, clearly waiting for an answer.
"Ah … Fuck me …" It came a broken whisper, barely audible, but Maleficent heard it all the same, and smirked, pressing her fingers hardly against the Queen's G-spot. She was panting now, and every stroke of the delightful long fingers was sending her closer to heaven. The Dragon was merciless in her movements, getting Regina higher and higher, pressing her body even more against the wall.
"Please, Maleficent, please … More …" The way she moaned the Sorceress' name made her shudder, and she didn't wait a second to bite the tanned skin, marking her as hers. Ownership was always strangely important for the both of them, and knowing she had been marked almost made her come. But it was not enough, as she knew her body would only obey the Dragon's command, and the older woman didn't want her to orgasm just yet.
Maleficent pulled her fingers out, making her whimper, and groan in frustration. She merely smirked, presenting her coated fingers to the girl's lips. "Suck." The command was clear and Regina opened her mouth, moaning as she felt her own taste on her tongue, fingers thrusting passed her lips. Her hips bucked, and she could feel her own desire drip against her thighs. She was aching for a release, but she knew it wouldn't be just yet, and it made her want to cry out in frustration. Rapidly enough, the fingers left her mouth and she opened her eyes to stare at the Sorceress' blue, lips deliciously opened, and her breath short.
"Do you want me to fuck you, Regina?" Her voice should be illegal, really. Regina felt like her core exploded and she couldn't do anything more but breathe a throaty "yes".
"Very well then." A smirk, a lazy wave of a hand later, and Maleficent was lifting Regina, hands tightly closed on her thighs. She pressed her more against the wall, trying to take some weight off her arms. She was muscular, and the Queen certainly wasn't heavy, but if she wanted to thoroughly fuck her, she would have to save her strength. Then, without missing a beat, she lowered Regina on her extremely new and hard magical cock, and impaled her to the balls.
They had played this game before, and every time, it was in order to ascertain ownership — Maleficent's over Regina — and every time, the Queen had the same delectable reaction. She arched her back, moaned in surprise at the intrusion and tightened her core around the cock, making the Sorceress feel everything.
"So tight… Gods, Regina, your cunt was made to be abused…" The Queen blushed, and bit her lip in embarrassment at the Dragon's words, incapable of denying her claim.
"Such a good slut for me." Regina couldn't help but moan at the praise, her arms encircling the Sorceress' neck, keeping her close. She wasn't moving yet; letting her getting use to the feeling of her hardness fully encased in wet, warm, fluttering flesh.
She started fucking her then, pushing into her before pulling back and thrusting again, hard. She wasn't hammering into her, simply moving back slowly and pushing forward with enough force to make the wall move, the head of her magical appendage hitting on her cervix. The Dragon knew how much Regina loved to be filled, completely, and have her inner muscles forced to stretch around hard muscle, and she always created the cock in order to please her to the best of her ability. She found herself extremely proud of knowing such few men could please her Queen, and certainly not like she could.
Regina's nails were firmly attacking her back, drawing blood, and she pressed herself even more against the Witch, loving how their nipples brushed together. She was panting, overwhelmed by too many sensations, and incapable of thinking about anything else but the deliciously hard meat forcing its way into her core.
"Maleficent…" The Dragon loved how she moaned her name like she was the sweetest thing on Earth, and it made her smirk. She dug her nails into her thighs, enjoying so the gasp it earned, and started to build a more forceful rhythm, now fucking the Queen for all she was worth. She could feel her inner muscles flutter around her cock, and she knew the younger woman wasn't far from her orgasm.
"Did you miss my cock, Regina?" She asked between thrusts, moving so that every movement resulted in her cock pressing against the woman's G-spot, making her head throw back in bliss. "Answer me, my beautiful little whore."
"Yes! God, yes, Maleficent!" The older woman smiled and thrust harder than before, making her moan so loud it was nearly a scream.
"Good girl." As usual, the praise's effect was immediate, and Regina found herself nearing the edge, which the Dragon noticed instantly. "Do you want to come, Regina?" The way she said her name was like poison and Regina was suddenly way too hot, and way too close from her orgasm.
"Yes, please, Mal', please…" The words were rushed, because she couldn't take it anymore, and she was so close to exploding it almost hurt. But her body was well trained, and release wouldn't come until she had permission.
"Please who?" The teasing tone was all too much, and Regina gasped, rocking her hips even harder along with the Dragon's thrusts, her brain so lost in pleasure she almost didn't remember what to answer. But they had been through is a thousand times before, and her response was automatic, making her ashamed at her easy submission — though if she were to be honest with herself, she knew it made her even wetter.
"Please, mistress… Make me come…" Those words coming from the Queen's mouth were like honey and Maleficent smiled, adjusting her grip on Regina so that she could bring a hand to her wet cunt, pressing her thumb slightly against her clit to give her the extra push she needed towards orgasm.
"Come, my gorgeous slut, come, now." And come she did, stars exploding behind her eyelids, her body shuddering and trembling. A moaned "mistress" escaped her parted lips and Maleficent had to fight against her own orgasm, still thrusting into squeezing flesh to prolong her high. When finally she came down from her ecstasy-filled ride, and opened her eyes, the Sorceress slipped out of the Queen's core, holding her a second longer before letting her go, her arm muscles burning from the effort. Regina almost fell to her knees, but she stopped her, for a second, before easing her on the floor herself, her fingers caressing her hair. She smiled then, her cock still hard and imposing, standing up proudly millimetres only from the beautiful lips.
"Now be a good little girl, you know what to do." Knew she did, and not wasting a second, as the perfectly well trained whore she was, she opened her mouth and sucked the hard muscle in. "Aaah… Yes… Use that tongue of yours, Regina… That's it…" The Dragon bit her lip and dropped her gaze to her crotch, watching, mesmerized, at the salacious lips coming closer from her abdomen, her cock still deliciously encased in wet and warm cave. She slipped her fingers through the Queen's hair, encouraging her to go further, and she gasped when Regina's nose came in contact with her skin, her entire length surrounded by warmth.
"My beautiful cocksucker…" The Queen moaned, closing her eyes, and she moved her head back, releasing her cock to take a breath. Fingers still intertwined in the dark hair, Maleficent pushed her against her appendage once more, and after a few seconds, started to fuck her mouth. Regina's hot lips were her favourite place to be, because it was oh so good to watch the proud woman on her knees, opening her mouth to please her, being no better than a filthy prostitute. And she knew that the Queen enjoyed it just as much. She had discovered, during their first encounters, that Regina didn't mind, and even thoroughly enjoyed, getting degraded by the Sorceress. She liked being on her knees for her; she liked being stripped of all control and power, and act like nothing more than a slut. And Maleficent would be lying if she said she didn't enjoy taking advantage of that.
"My filthy, filthy, little slut…" The insults excited Regina, they always did, and she sucked with more fervour, knowing her mistress was close. And close she was, as Maleficent gritted her teeth a few seconds later, and she exploded in the Queen's mouth, pushing against her skull to force her to take her entirely between her lips. She finished emptying herself on her tongue, and pulled back, smiling. Her slut's head was tilted up, and her mouth still opened, showing the Dragon's release still on her tongue. Maleficent raised her brow, and watched as the Queen swallowed, making her groan in arousal. She loved when the other woman did that, and it was for this sole reason she magically forced her appendage to squirt, even if it was not semen.
She smiled then, and forced Regina on her feet, before dragging her further into the vault, and pushing her on the bed. Good thing about magical cocks, they were always hard. And she would take her time ravishing the Queen and making her remember who exactly, she belonged to.
Thoughts? Naughty enough? Too naughty? I don't think there is such thing as too naughty but you never know.
Review, if you can, opinions are always welcome.
Thanks for reading, anyway!
Maybe I'll transform this into drabbles (oh well, longer drabbles but you know what I mean.). I do have other scenarios in my head (yes my brain is ill, so what?).
For those who follow Only lovers left alive, dunnot worry, I'm writing the next chapter as I speak, it should be up soon. Life got in the way.