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Public Service Announcement: this is a sequel to my A/B/O SwanQueen story, Who We Are. So, that still means G!P/futa, whichever you call it. There will be a lot of sex in this story, so if that bothers you, this is not the story for you. Last, but not least, I do not have a beta, so there will probably be tons of typos. Sorry in advance.

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Food for the Soul

1: Morning Meal

The smell took Regina out of her sleep. It was beyond description to her, thick like honey, oozing over her, covering her in hot, sticky sweetness. It clung to the roof of her mouth, traveled down her spine, and made its home in her groin. It made her groan and pulse, feeling empty and devoid happiness and life. Licking her lips, it coated her tongue and her eyes rolled into the back of her head.

She almost lost control of herself, ready to put every part of her to use for a shared desire, but managed to shake it away. She needed to keep a clear head. This is not the time to go all submissive omega, not yet anyway. Not that she planned to go to do that, but she had to give Emma what the sheriff needed.

She knew this was coming, read the signs of almost a week now, and she suspected poor Emma would have no clue. After all, Emma had been on drugs since puberty and probably had no idea what her alpha could or would get up to without those inhibitors. She had tried to warn Emma as best she could when Emma switched to using the potion rather than her illegal medication. Emma did not take much heed in her words, as she was wont to do when Regina tried to tell her anything about alphas. Emma wanted no part of alphas, even knowledge that might help her.

Regina was not sure what would happen if Emma woke up before she could get everything prepared. She did not want to find out either. So, it was time to get up and get moving before Emma regained consciousness.

A part of Emma's anatomy was already very aware of what was going on. Fully erect and rudely poking Regina in the side, Regina fought the urge to slip her hand around the girth and slide up and down until Emma's flesh was satisfied. Emma's flesh would not be satisfied for a few days, though.

As if reading her thoughts, Emma's hips jolted, bumping her against Regina. Emma whimpered in her sleep and, in a few seconds, her face worked up a glow from sweat as she sought her passion. Her poking became more insistent within in those seconds. It was tempting to give in, to spread for Emma, feel Emma's weight above her, and let Emma have her way with her until Emma passed out from pleasure, only to wake up to do it all over again.

No, now it is not the time for that. You have work to do and you will not go all submissive alpha when you start this. Regina reached into her bedside nightstand drawer. She pulled out a pill bottle, surprised she could open it with the dizzy aroma trying to ensnare her brain as well as other parts of her. She dropped two capsules in her hand. She grabbed a glass of water she left on the nightstand as well.

"Emma," Regina whispered, putting the pills to Emma's lips. She was not sure if this would work. They were generic medicines, but they tended to work for most alphas if research was to be believed. Sometimes, especially adult alphas needed a prescription for something stronger to make this time more bearable. She hoped her lover was not one of those.

"Regina…" Emma's hips moved faster, chasing after Regina. She had an arm around Regina's waist and tried to pull her closer. She put a hand to Regina's stomach and flexed, as if to show off her strength, to prove she was worthy.

Regina shivered, but fought down her own instincts. "No, Emma. I need you to take this." She pressed the pills to Emma's lips. Emma did not even bother to open her eyes.

"Is it medicine? I hope it's medicine. I feel so hot. Might be getting sick." Emma grumbled and swallowed the pills. Regina put the water to her lips and she only took a sip.

"Those will help you feel better," Regina said. Or so she hoped. If not, she would have to use a potion she made just in case. The potion would be more extreme and she did not want things to go that far, especially since she did not have time to test it. Magic had side-effects of its own, after all.

Emma groaned and rolled over onto her back. She was so hard she tented the comforter on top of her. Regina caressed Emma's cheek, which was damp and clammy. Her heart clenched for Emma, who moaned like she was about to be sick.

"Regina, I'm so hot." Emma whimpered, throwing her arm over her eyes. Her cheeks flushed a muted crimson.

Regina kissed Emma's forehead. It was burning up. "Go back to sleep, my love. It will get better soon, I promise." She moved the fluffy duvet from over Emma to see the sheet over her was soaked through and through. Regina was not surprised.

Emma let out a pained groan, but turned onto her side and fell back to sleep, her hair stuck to her face already. Regina made her escape quickly, grabbing her robe and her cell phone, knowing her presence would not make things any easier for Emma. Besides, she needed to get Henry out of the house and get some breakfast prepared. She needed to make sure Zelena did not come by and make David aware Emma would not be at work today or tomorrow.

"Henry." Regina knocked on his bedroom door and heard him grousing about mornings. While he did not have a lot of trouble with the morning, he had a healthy dislike for being woken up. She cracked the door. "Time to get up, little prince. You have school." She was thankful for that. One less thing to worry about.

"I know, I know," he grumbled.

"And, do you think you could stay with your grandparents for a couple of days?" Regina asked. He did not need to be subjected to what the house was going to witness in the next two to three days.

"They won't care. Why?"

Regina did not want to explain it to him exactly. He thankfully had not presented yet and he had only just learned Emma was an alpha a couple of months ago. She did not want to field any sex education questions just yet, especially when time was precious. If he was still here when Emma woke up, he might learn way more about his sire than any child wanted to know.

"Emma isn't feeling well and I want to be able to take care of her without having to worry about you becoming ill at the same time," Regina replied. It was not exactly a lie.

"Ma needs some pampering. Okay," he agreed.

Regina breathed a sigh of relief, hoped his grandparents were just as easy to deal with, and hustled into the kitchen. While grabbing for breakfast items, she made the necessary calls. It was only when she was on the phone with Zelena that she realized this should have been a text message.

"You don't want me and Robbie over today? Do you hear that, Robbie? Auntie has forsaken us!" Zelena pretended to weep.

Regina rolled her eyes. She did not have time for this. "Stop being melodramatic. I'm doing you a favor." Although, she imagined if Zelena showed up while Emma had her bent over the sofa, Zelena would make a smart remark and then make her way to the kitchen as if everything were perfectly normal. It would fuel snarky comments and insults for years to come, which she did not want to deal with.

"Oh? Is this some alpha thing?" Zelena asked, voice teasing ever so slightly.

Even though Regina had not said anything to Zelena in regards to her sexual status, she was almost certain Zelena knew. There was always that twinkle in her eye and lilt in her voice whenever she brought up something like this. She might as well give Regina a nudge and a wink. Regina was not sure how Zelena would know, though. Was her magic strong enough to detect Regina's potion? It should not be. Regina had fooled grand wizards and even the Dark One, who was under the impression she actually changed her sex rather than disguised it. Using magic to biologically change sex, not just disguise it, was masterful sorcery that Rumple never believed her capable of.

"Three days, Zelena. You are on your own for three days." It was not up for debate. That should be more than enough time, unless, since it was probably Emma's first time after years of build it, things lasted so much longer. Nothing in her research indicated it should last longer than three days, but it was best to be prepared. She would have to go through her checklist after she was done with these phone calls to make sure she had everything done.

"What am I supposed to do for three days with Robbie by myself?" A whimper escaped Zelena's throat. She meant that worry.

Regina sighed, heart melting a little. Damn it, why am I so soft for this annoyance? Well, she does have your adorable little niece. It was a good excuse, but it was an excuse. "I will call Maleficent and ask her to help."

Zelena snorted. "How can she help? She didn't even raise Lily!"

"Rude. She can still help." Regina was not friends with any other mothers to offer up a better solution. Besides, Maleficent was one of the few people who would put up with Zelena for long periods of time. It more than likely had to do with the fact that Maleficent was powerful enough stand magic to magic with Zelena if Zelena got unruly. Other than that, Maleficent seemed to count Zelena as a friend for whatever reason. Maybe there was a touch of madness under her blond tresses. Now, I have one more phone call to make. She did not need more to do.

Zelena huffed. "Fine. But, you owe me."

Regina let out a similar noise. "Fine. You are such a brat." How am I not the older sister?

The phone call ended to the sound of Zelena cackling, like the brat she was. With that out of the way, she texted David to let him know Emma would not be into work "due to female problems." She knew that would keep his questions to a minimum. She also let him know Henry would need to stay with him and Snow. They would have questions, but she did not have the right answers right now. She just needed to make sure Henry would be cared for in the days she would not be able to do so.

She listened for Henry upstairs, hoping he did not dally. Everything sounded normal. She listened for Emma as well and did not hear anything to let her know Emma might be awake. She resisted the urge to check on Emma, using magic, as there was no way in hell she could go back up to the room right now and expect things to go any other way than being underneath Emma. She needed to get Henry out of the house as soon as possible. She made his lunch, packed it, as she worked on breakfast and lunch and texted Maleficent to request she keep an eye on Zelena. Thank the heavens Henry already had clothes at his grandparents' apartment.

"Mom, do you know where my boots are?" Henry called.

"The closet, where they always are," she answered, ready to breathe a sigh of relief that he was downstairs and dressed right on time. She handed him his lunch, made sure he had everything he needed, urged him to have breakfast and hustled him out of the door to make sure he did not miss the bus. She leaned against the door and breathed out a sigh of relief, puffing out her cheeks. There was a brief sense of accomplishment in her chest, but she shook it away. "No time to relax. I still have to make sure we have supplies." She went back to work.

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Emma groaned as she flopped over onto her stomach. She ground into the mattress, drooling out of the corner of her mouth as she buried her face into her pillow. She was so hot, like her body was made of fire. She wanted to peel her skin off to make it go away, to cool herself down. Her pajamas, a tank top and jogging shorts, were stuck to her. She had sweated right through them, right through the sheets. Maybe she melted. She could not be sure, but it felt accurate.

A grouchy whine escaped her and she adjusted her hips, her body needing an angle. Her mind barely knew what was going on. She wanted to explode, though, over and over again. She wanted to explode and knot and make babies. She wanted Regina.

"Regina," Emma moaned, feeling like she might throw up. "I don't feel so good…" She turned, hoping to find her girlfriend. Regina's side of the bed was empty. The sight made her growl and her discomfort was replaced with a burning rage. Where the hell was her omega?

As soon as the thought crossed her mind, Emma shrunk back into herself. No, Regina was not hers like that. Regina was a person and her girlfriend and… She groaned as agony rippled through her entire body and she rammed her lower body into the mattress. It did not do anything beyond make her body ache and burn further. She needed to find Regina. Regina would be able to help her get rid of the pain in her gut.

"Regina…" She flung the covers from her, barely noting sweat rolling off of her. Sitting up, she hissed as her morning wood rubbed against her shorts. It hurt. It hurt in ways she could hardly explain, but her brain felt like it was about to short circuit from the agony. It was a million tiny needles, all stuck in her cock. "Fuck, fuck, fuck. Regina!"

She needed to find Regina. Regina would know what to do. Regina would know how to fix this. Glancing at the clock on her nightstand, she breathed a sigh of relief that Henry had to have left for school already. She did not want her son to catch her wandering through the hall with a throbbing erection. But, she was late for work. What the hell was she going to do? She could not go to work like this. Hell, she could hardly think like this, so she would not even be able to talk to her father to explain why she would not be in.

"Regina," she whimpered. Regina would be able to call in for her, talk to her father for her, fix all of this. Somehow, if she could only make it to Regina.

By the time she got the end of the hallway, she could not understand how she managed to walk that. Then, she stood at the foot of the stairs and an aroma hit her, punched her right in the chest and then on the cheek. It took over her body and filled her with mouthwatering hunger. All of her worries left her mind because there was no space for worries. There was only space for that delicious scent lingering in the air, sticking to the roof of her mouth, making its way throughout her entire being. She licked her lips and tasted everything she ever wanted.

"Regina." She purred at the thought of her lover and her erection hurt more than anything else now. She needed to take care of that. She needed Regina.

It was not hard to find Regina, not with her sweet aroma lingering in the air like heavy perfume. She was in the kitchen, taking something out of the refrigerator or maybe putting something back in. What it was? Emma did not know and did not care. She swooped right in as Regina shut the fridge door. Emma did not give her any space to move beyond that.

Regina yelped in surprise. "Good morning, Emma. I'm just finishing breakfast."

Emma smiled, happy to have Regina pinned close to her. The nearness managed to cool her skin, even though her brain continued to boil. "Good. I know just what I want."

Before Regina could ask a question, Emma went in for a kiss. Regina yelped again, but she kissed back and Emma finally felt like she did not need to scratch her skin off. She needed more of Regina, right now. Take her. She's yours. Emma shook that away. Regina was not hers, not like that. She could not, could never take anything from Regina, not Regina. Never Regina.

"Babe, can I?" That was the best Emma could do in regards to speaking and it took a lot of willpower to do that. It took all her self-control to keep from rubbing up against Regina like a horny dog. What the hell is wrong with me? She wanted to fuck Regina into the ground right now, wanted to bury her knot in Regina as deep as possible, wanted to fill Regina with every single bit of herself until they had a little version of themselves waiting to be born.

Regina hissed, clutching her biceps. "Yes. Please."

Consent tap-danced down Emma's spine and she did not need to hear anything more. Her mouth went back to Regina's, kissing her like she was possessed. She felt possessed and only Regina could drive out the demons. Regina was her Holy Grail and she wanted to drink from her until they were both full and well.

Regina wrapped her arms around Emma's neck, pulling her closer, deepening the kiss, and engulfing Emma with everything about her. She felt like her spirit roared, knowing Regina wanted to be with her. Emma slipped her hand underneath Regina's robe. If she was lucky, Regina was still wearing the nightie she went to bed in and nothing more. She was not sure what she would do if she encountered panties. She could probably tear them off. Regina would not mind, right?

She would not have to find out how Regina might feel about her ripping any clothing. She was bare underneath her nightie. Bare, warm, and slick, like liquid glory, a fine treasure, a precious relic. Emma groaned and her whole body ignited like an inferno as she slipped a finger into Regina and pumped. Shivers clung to her back as she felt the heaven that was her woman, her darling omega. Regina bucked against her and cried out into her mouth, which was like gasoline on the flames crackling and bursting inside of her.

Emma growled as she felt Regina spasm around her finger, trying to get her deeper. Warmth and love surrounded that single digit, which became two quickly, but that was not enough for either of them. She needed Regina around her entire cock. It was that simple and if it did not happen now, she would not be responsible for her actions. With her free hand, she pushed her shorts down, freeing herself. Hissing as the air hit her sensitive skin, she wasted no time sheathing herself inside of Regina, pushing all the way in without a word.

Regina threw her head back, hitting the refrigerator and causing a bang to echo through the kitchen. She did not seem to notice. "Yes!"

Emma snarled, body not feeling any less enflamed, even as she was surrounded by the rapture and joy. She rocked her hips, chasing the cure for all that ailed her inside of Regina, plunging as deep as she could. With each move of her hips, Regina moaned and cried out, clutching onto her tighter, nails digging in, leaving their mark. Emma needed more, needed to go deeper, needed to go harder.

"Damn it, I need…" Emma bit off her own words.

Regina gripped the back of her neck, gripping hairs at the base of her skull. "What do you need?" Her gaze bore into Emma, vowing something Emma could not comprehend at the moment.

Pausing briefly, Emma bent and grabbed Regina's thighs. Regina caught on, hopping up and wrapping her beautiful legs around Emma's waist. Emma put her hands on Regina's glorious ass to make sure she did not drop her and to give herself better leverage. Deeper, faster, and more was now within her grasp. Grunting, Emma gave Regina a crooked grin before pounding her against the fridge, mining her for everything they both needed.

For a few seconds, she could hear the items on top of the refrigerator rattling and shaking, but the noise faded away as she sank into Regina, wanting to drown in Regina. All her ears could hear were the moans and cries of her lover. Each sound propelled her harder, searching for paradise in between Regina's legs. Soon, it was within reach.

Regina's nails bit into Emma's shoulders as she hammered away, but it felt oh so good. Emma growled again and buried her face in the side of Regina's neck. She inhaled, taking in the amazing scent of her woman, now feeling Regina everywhere. Regina was like outer space and Emma was lost, floating, helpless, taking in the endless wonder. Mine, mine, mine. The word echoed through her head with each slam of her hips.

"Emma, Emma, Emma," Regina cooed.

Emma's body reacted to her name, hearing the pleasure in Regina's voice. But, more than that, feeling Regina grip her, pulse around her, was heaven, beyond heaven. Home. She never forgot Regina was home, but today she felt it deeper than ever. It was down in her bones, gripping her with the best of intentions, loving her in ways that made her body hum, resonate with power, like she could take on the world. She needed Regina in the same way she needed air. She needed Regina's passion to live. She poured her energy into plunging in and out of Regina, drawing more moans and jubilant cries. Each sound that escaped Regina gave her more energy, driving her harder, yanking Regina up and down her length as she pushed in and out.

It got to the point where Emma lost herself completely in Regina. Nothing else existed beyond the amazingness that was her woman. She felt Regina all through her, to the ends of her hair, to the blood flowing through her. It was beyond ecstasy, something akin to perfect. This was love. She wanted to stay forever, please Regina forever. Mine. Mine. MINE!

With a particular sharp roll of her hips, Emma's breath caught in her throat as Regina howled and fluttered around her, squeezed every inch her with sheer magnificence. It made her dizzy and she could not do anything beyond experience this. It was impossible to sort out, not with the buzzing all over her nerves. She bit at Regina's neck. Regina gasped and tried to pull Emma's head from her. Nothing could pry Emma from the elegant beating pulse under her lips, singing tales of home and worship.

"Emma, careful," Regina said and then moaned.

Emma was not sure what Regina meant and could not give a damn about it anyway. There was only one thing that mattered. "Gonna knot you," she hissed against Regina's skin and sucked at her neck.

"Yes!" Regina said, like a good little omega.

Emma's hips moved like they had a mind of their own and one goal on that mind — knot Regina. "Gonna have pups," she mumbled into Regina's sweet, sticky skin. She would knot Regina and knock her up and they would have another pup. Henry would get to be a big brother. They would get to have a big family. It would be awesome and loving and everything she never had, everything they never had. She just needed to knot Regina right now.

Regina clung to her, wrapped around her like a horny koala. She dragged her teeth against a vein in Regina's neck and bit Regina's earlobe. Regina's breath hitched and she clawed her fingers into Emma's shoulders as she jumped against Emma. The move sent sparks through Emma and she slammed into Regina, enough to bang the refrigerator against the wall. It felt like Regina gripped Emma tighter and Emma was certain she was about to pour her heart and soul into Regina.

"Gonna come. Gonna knot you," Emma said, clutching Regina's ass with both hands as she pumped and pumped and pumped.

"So close. Do it. Do it," Regina replied.

Emma could hardly make out the words Regina said. It was garbled to her ears, covered by the rush of her own blood. She was surprised, fairly certain all of her blood was in her dick. But, if there was still enough circulating in her body, hopefully it would put out the wildfire blazing through her as she finally came. A roar escaped Emma as her body released. It was like she let go of everything, lost track of everything. Her mind fogged over, thoughts of babies frolicking through her head, blocking out everything else, like the fact that she needed to hold herself and Regina up.

-8-8-8-8-

Regina sobbed and opened her eyes as she felt Emma spill inside of her. Divine did not cover it. She wanted to revel in it, but she could feel gravity acting against them. She acted fast as she felt Emma dropping to the floor. With a flick of her wrist, they glided down. Emma was on her back and Regina straddled her. For all of her harsh movements, Emma had not gotten Regina across the finish line the second time, could not bring her to the point where her knot would slip right in.

Regina did not hold the lack of proper orgasm against Emma. Emma had other things on her mind than getting Regina off. It was fine. Regina could handle herself.

Before touching herself, Regina checked in on Emma. She was not sure how Emma would react to her touching herself, especially since Emma was still bucking, trying to get her knot in. She was not sure how the sheriff might react to being made aware she had not fully satisfied Regina, but she felt like it should be all right. Emma was not like every other alpha, after all.

Regina gasped as she moved on, shifting Emma within her and with sheer luck having Emma rub against the perfect spot. With Emma's knot was pressed against her, but not in her, it was difficult to keep Emma right where she needed her. Still, she did not have much wiggle room. She rolled her hips and felt pleasure tap against her nerves, but it was not enough. She was about to put her fingers to use when a shiver slid down her spine and she felt Emma's knowledgeable digits against her clit. Emma's other hand was on her waist, urging her to move. Emma stared at her.

"Gonna make you come," Emma said with a grin.

Regina could not help laughing. Even in the beginning stages of her rut and her mind clouded with thoughts of fucking and babies, Emma still had enough presence of mind to take care of Regina and somehow even allow herself to shine through the mating haze. But, then again, she could have been helping because Emma more than likely needed her knot in Regina more than she needed air right now. Regina rode her with purpose, dripping down her knot, and she rocked, pushing deeper into Regina with every move.

Emma growled. "Take my knot." She trapped Regina's clit between two fingers and gave a pinch Regina should not have enjoyed as much as she did. Damn Emma Swan for knowing her so well. So fucking well.

I want it. I want it. I want it. Regina was vaguely aware how she sounded like a needy little omega, but she did not care. She wanted Emma's knot now. She inhaled sharply as she felt her body opening up as Emma switched from two fingers to running her thumb over Regina's clit. Emma's knot seemed massive, but the pressure against her was painful pleasure. She would not be surprised if the knot split her open and she would have happily taken that, but with each pass of Emma's thumb to her clit, she could feel her body accepting what her lover had to offer. Bliss that began as a crawl now felt like lightning in her blood and just as Emma's knot found its way home, Regina's body exploded.

"Emma!" Regina cried out, placing her hands on Emma's chest to brace herself. She clutched Emma's breasts, pulling her nipples for the hell of it. Having Emma under her hands made her feel more connected to Emma and made things more intense.

"Yes. Fucking, yes!" Emma groaned, as if she somehow climaxed again as Regina took in all of her.

Regina collapsed against Emma, who wrapped her arms around Regina. Regina panted into Emma's neck, another temptation tapping at her mind. She fought it off. A mating bite during a rut or heat was always a mistake. How often were witches approached in the Old World with pleas and bargains to get rid of lustful marks? She would not be so foolish, especially when Emma had not done it in her own haze.

Regina sighed, exhaustion already creeping through her. To think, this was only the beginning. She had at least two more days of this. She feared her mind would give in before her body did. I have to keep my wits about me.

"I made breakfast," Regina found herself saying. It was a long shot, but maybe food would distract Emma a bit. Typically, she could use homemade meals to get the sheriff's attention.

"Don't care," Emma replied, as if that was the right thing to say.

Regina did not expect anything less. She only had to deal with one alpha in rut in her life and it was Emma's aging grandfather. He did not have the stamina to go for days, but sex was at the forefront of his mind at the time. He would forgo food and water until he was worn out, but he wore out easily. She knew things with Emma would be very different, which would explain why her hips had not stopped moving, even though she had already knotted Regina.

"You have to eat," Regina said. It was not unheard of for an alpha in full rut to end up hospitalized due to exhaustion, dehydration, and other ailments.

Emma grunted and moved both hands to Regina's waist, pulling Regina to meet her thrusts. Regina moaned as sparks shot down her spine, fanning out through the rest of her. There was no way to stop Emma, not with her mind and body focused solely on mating and making babies. So, she flicked her wrist to bring the breakfast plate she prepared down to her. She almost dropped the plate as Emma hit the perfect spot inside of her again. She moaned and closed her eyes briefly.

"Stop trying to distract me," Regina said, trying her best to sound scolding and scary. From the way her lover continued to move, she could only assume she failed. It did not matter. She gathered some scrambled eggs and hash browns on the fork and put the fork to Emma's mouth.

Emma did not object, eating the food immediately, but she also did not stop. Regina knew Emma was gone because she did not ask about the ketchup, which Regina had been getting out of the refrigerator when Emma pounced. Emma always ate her hash browns and eggs with ketchup. She ate the whole breakfast while she pumped into Regina and pulled Regina to her. Regina was more surprised she was able to hold onto the plate than the fact that Emma did not stop moving.

With Emma properly fed and far from sated, Regina had to figure out how she would get them upstairs, so they did not spend Emma's rut on the kitchen floor. Although, defiling every surface in the kitchen sounded fun in her head, but she knew her body would pay for this later on. She did not want to add kitchen counter sex to the reasons she would be sore in a few days. She only had a matter of time before Emma's cycle affected her to the point where she would not care where they were either.

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Next time: more of the same.