PART I
"This bed is on fire with passion and love…"
Wood smacks against cement as the worn bed frame collides against the wall with incredible force—bang, bang, bang. The loud thumps that the contact creates are barely heard over the throaty, passionate moans and yelps that reverberate through the cramped bedroom. As the legs of the bed screech against the dirty, tiled floor—erk, erk, erk—two naked bodies frantically glide over one another in a vicious tango; each trying to overpower the other physically and mentally. Sweat clings against the women's skin as hot sheets stick to heated flesh; it's like the bed is on fire consuming both participants in its fiery grasp of passion and lust.
Regina pushes her lover hard against the mattress as she continues thrusting her hips wildly; her head snapping back while her stormy, dark eyes clench shut. The brunette's left hand digs into the slippery material of the sheets as the fingers on her right hand slide in and out of Emma's center rapidly; curling dangerously against the most delicious of spots. The blonde's eyes crack open like lightning streaking through the dead of night, and her vision is consumed by the glowing woman who straddles her. Emma lifts her arms and presses her blunt nails into Regina's hips roughly; the brunette's head shoots forward as she hisses loudly. The lust filled gaze that Regina bestows upon the blonde is like a swath of magic and Emma's body lifts to meet the brunette's like a moth fluttering toward a flame—both ultimately lunging for pain and possible death.
Leaning closer—mesmerized—the blonde cries out loudly as skillful fingers twist inside of her with greater force while an equally skillful mouth licks and bites the tender skin against her throat. Panting, Emma wraps her arms around Regina's neck and coaxes the brunette's lips towards her own. When they finally meet in a kiss the blonde nearly comes undone; her body quaking and spiraling out of control as she dips her tongue into the wonderfully seductive taste of poison. And although Emma knows that her carnal knowledge of Regina could very well be the end of her heart, her body can't help but hum to life as she finds herself falling into the deep pit of self-destruction. Each jarring touch, every searing kiss brings the blonde closer to despair, and yet the sweet temptation of Regina Mills is more than she can bear, and Emma lets her eyes fall closed as she thrusts harder against the brunette's hand.
A knee jerks upward convulsively and the brunette screams against the bruised lips caught between her teeth. The hurricane of need that twirls within her stomach is something she has never felt so intensely before, and Regina isn't sure whether to embrace it or drown it. Fire bubbles within the brunette's veins as she feels her orgasm pound between her legs and another scream scratch against her lungs. The insatiable and unspeakable sensations that quiver inside of her speckle her heart with loving warmth and the idea makes Regina sick. Opening her eyes, the brunette gazes down at the pitiful, shaking blonde against her and the notion of the great power she wields thrills her to the very core. With new found glory, Regina thrusts inside Emma one last time as she lifts her free hand and slaps the blonde across the face with the last bit of force she can muster.
"I hate you…" the brunette grounds out as she steals a kiss from her shaking lover's lips
"I love you…" Emma gasps into Regina's mouth as her body explodes into an earth shattering climax.
The bed stops banging against the wall, but continues to squeak from the terrible force of lust making it had endured. Both women become still and quiet, the only noise is the crunching of springs and heavy breathing. Green and black eyes bore into one another for the first time that evening; their foreheads pressed tiredly against one another. Something in the stuffy bedroom shifted then as Regina and Emma both wondered if what the other had said was true. But questions such as those were dangerous in circumstances such as there's and all they ended up having was a sweat covered bed and an unquenchable fire burning in their hearts.
A/N: I realize I should be working on my "Rootless Tree" chapters, but I have been dealt a serious dose of writer's block and I needed to get back into the literary game. So, I'm easing myself back into it with this short, fragmented smut. It's probably terrible, but I'm always too hard on myself, haha. With that being said please, PLEASE review, I'd love to hear what all of you think and feel about this piece. I'm going to update this regardless because it's a quick fix at my writing addiction (but mainly because it's short and I have nothing better to do.) For all of those who have been waiting patiently for "Rootless Tree" I'm going to be updating it very, VERY soon, so stick around. Anyway, now that that's out of the way, this story was inspired by the song "Laid by Matt Nathanson" AGAIN, PLEASE REVIEW, they're my favorite part ;)