A/N: I think it was a prompt that it saw on tumblr last year that inspired this story but since I have just now found my muse back (sort of), it's only now that I am writing this.
Reviews are more than welcomed.
The sky is tar-black, heavy clouds covering it. Standing behind the hotel room's window, Regina watches the rain fall, the rumbling of the thunder intensifying with every second that passes by. A sigh leaves her lips as she turns around to meet her soon-to-be married friend and instantly, a feeling of helplessness rises inside her chest.
Tink is sat - slouched, really - on the chair, her face down but it isn't difficult to guess the tears wetting her freshly powdered cheeks.
"Hey," Regina calls, walking towards her and squatting as much as she can without ruining the pink taffetas dress she is wearing. "Sunny weddings are overrated. I married under bright and shiny sun and look where I am," she tells, smirking despite the pang she is still feeling in her chest over her failed marriage.
It owes her a muffled chuckle from the blonde girl sat before her and a roll of her eyes. "It's just a little bit of rain," she continues after a small pause, taking Tink's hand in hers and making her look up.
Regina brings her thumb on Tink's wet cheeks and dries the tears, a small smile on her face.
"I've talked to Ruby and she's already making sure everything's been moved inside, in the fancy gala room. So, we're going to dry those tears, redo your make up and put on that gorgeous white dress that took me forever to design -" Tink huffs but smiled. "You're going to be the most beautiful bride of all time and walk down this aisle to your man. We won't let a little bit of rain ruin this perfect day. Alright?"
Tink takes a second but she eventually nods, sniffing in her tissue.
Regina lets out a joyous Great and stands up, grunting a little over her ever-aging body. She takes the make-up bag and places herself before her best friend.
She can't even remember how long she's known Tink for it seems like it has been forever. Tink, formally known as Tina Bell (Tina Bell...Tinker Bell...the nickname came from there), has always been there for Regina. When she lost Daniel 10 years ago, when she had to go through a tough pregnancy all by herself, when she had to go through her divorce… She's always been present like a guardian angel, a fairy godmother. Today, she isn't the guardian angel. Today, Regina has to take upon that role in order to make sure her friend has the best wedding ever, the wedding of her dreams. A perfect day for a perfect girl so she can say yes to the man she loves.
"Thank you for being here."
Regina frowns, the brush stilling in her hand as she looks into her friend's hazel eyes with confusion.
"I'm the maid of honor, aren't I?! And your best friend. Of course, I'm here."
"Yes, I know that but… I know weddings…"
"Hey, today isn't about me," she states applying the last bit of blush. "And I might not be fond of weddings but yours… I know I will love it."
Tink smiles and nods.
"Fine, but be honest with me a second." Regina sighs, tensing a bit knowing fair well what subject is about to be brought up. "David…" Here we go. "I know you haven't seen him since you've signed the divorce papers and I know -even if you pretend otherwise- that you're still hurting over it all. I know seeing him today will be hard especially...especially now that -"
"He is back with her. You can say it, it's not a cursed word," she bites a little harsher than intended and she hates it. All of it. The crack in her voice, the tightening of her heart, the welling tears in her eyes. It's been a year since they signed the divorce papers. She is over him. She has to be. He's clearly moved on, hasn't wasted anytime in doing so. But she isn't mad, not anymore because she is a grown-ass woman and… today isn't about her. It's about Tink and Jeff, and David is Jeff's friend. "I'm fine."
Tink raises a doubtful brow and Regina plasters a smile on her face.
"I am," she assures. "David and I… I'm sure we can be friends."
They look into each other's eyes for a few seconds before both bursting into laughter. Regina lets herself fall against the dressing table as she snickers. She brings a hand to her face and carefully wipes off the tears at the corner of her eyes.
"Ok, maybe I took that a bit far," she concedes, regaining some sort of composure and breathing in. Another quick chuckle escapes her lips and she shakes her head. "David and I…" She looks at her friend and gives her a small smile. "We'll be alright and I'm sure he will agree with me in saying today…"
"...Is not about you," Tink humors with fake irony. "I get it."
Regina nods and smiles.
"So, soon-to-be Mrs. Bell-Hatter, are you reading to step inside that gorgeous dress?"
The blonde woman turns to look at the dress.
"Readier than ever."
…
She notices him as soon as she steps inside the room. He is - He looks nice. Of course he does. He is with her, her arm hooked around his as they chat and laugh with the groom. Regina closes her eyes, cursing her heart for beating so fast. She wets her lips, reopens her lids and takes in a deep breath before walking towards them.
"Hey," she stops by Ruby on the way. "Everything is set?"
"Yes," Ruby says smiling. "I'm so excited," she exclaims and Regina chuckles.
"Good. Thanks for everything."
"Of course."
She smiles before carrying on towards Jeff.
"Oh Regina," he says as soon as he sees her, his voice a bit nervous as he looks between David and she.
She doesn't dwell on it, simply keeps a perfect smile on her face.
"She is ready," she tells him and his eyes instantly soften, brightening up.
"God… It really is happening."
"Yes, it is. So you better go to your spot at the front."
He places a hand on her arm, squeezing it as he mouths a Thank you then he is off to the front of the room with Archie Hopper, Tink's uncle and the one officiating the wedding for her.
As soon as Jeff has left, Regina turns to face her ex-husband and his girlfriend. Mary Margaret and David dated before Regina met him. They met in high school and started dating then up until they realised that their lives were taking different roads. It seems they found themselves back on the same freeway.
"Hi David," Regina says cordially. "Mary Margaret."
"Hello," she replies with a shy smile before turning to David. "I… I should go find a seat."
"Alright, I will see you later."
She smiles at him before tiptoeing and kissing his lips. Regina looks away instantly, jaw clenched. Once Mary Margaret has left, she glances back at David. He is looking at her with a soft smile and those piercing blue eyes she used to love so much and now hates. She hates how they make her heart flutter, how they make her miss him so damn much…
Regina takes a deep breath, straightening herself up.
"You look great," She hears him say and she rolls her eyes.
He giggles, shaking his head.
"You do. You should wear pink more often, it suits you."
She holds his gaze for seconds before looking at the room. Everyone has taken a seat, Jeff and Archie are ready… everything is set.
"You should go to your spot." She turns to him. "Tink should be down soon."
He nods simply and obeys and she watches as he walks towards Jeff, pats him on the back before placing himself by his side. His eyes meet hers again and she swallows hard before going out of the room to check if Tink is ready.
"Regina!"
As soon as she arrives in the hallway she hears Tink calling and she clears her thoughts and turns to face her friend. Her smile softens as she takes a good look at her.
"You look beautiful."
Tink smiles.
"You're not too bad yourself," Regina says, her eyes falling onto Henry, her beautiful ten-year-old son and Tink's godson. He will be walking her down the aisle and he couldn't be prouder.
Henry grins. "Thanks Mom."
She smiles, stroking his cheek.
"You saw David," she mentions gently and his face falls instantly.
Regina gives him a sympathetic smile as Tink gently rubs his shoulder. Henry loved David and Regina knew that he had really been affected by the divorce no matter what he would say.
"It's okay, Mom," he assures. "Today is about Tink and Jeff," he says smiling.
"Like mother like son," Tink chuckles and Regina grins.
"Okay then," Regina says after a while looking at Tink. "Everything is set. Let's get you married."
…
The ceremony was magical. Tears were shed, laughter echoed in the perfectly decorated ballroom. Tink and Jeff were happy - it was perfect.
Regina smiles, tears pricking the corner of her eyes as she watched the newlywed couple descend down the aisle to great applause from their friends and family. Henry follows them cheering happily and Regina giggles, bringing her joined hands to her chest.
"Is it just me or has grown up a size since I last saw him?"
Regina freezes at the sound of David's voice and rolls her eyes. She lets her hands fall and looks at him.
"It was a great wedding," he tells her and Regina swears she can hear a hint of nostalgia and regret in his voice and that only confuses her. "Tink looked beautiful. You have really outdone yourself for her dress."
She can't help but smile at that as she glances back at Tink now hugging Ruby tightly. Despite everything, she hasn't forgotten how supportive David had been when she decided to pursue her dream of becoming a stylist and the compliment he's just paid her, warms her heart.
"She deserves the best."
"I couldn't agree more."
She smiles softly before looking up at him.
"You look good Regina and… It's good to see you."
She watches him for a second or two before glancing at Mary Margaret still sat on her chair, chewing on her lower lip as she fails at pretending not to be looking at them.
"You should go back to your girlfriend," Regina says beckoning her with her chin and David turns his face to look at the pixie-haired woman.
She smiles shyly and he smiles back and Regina just disappears through the crowd to hug the happy couple, ignoring the tears threatening to fall.
…
It's past midnight now and the party is still going wild. Tink and Jeff are in the middle of dance floor busting some moves to RUN-DMC.
Regina chuckles as she watches her friends having the time of their life. She is so happy that despite the weather, they managed to pull everything up. She smiles as she walks towards her table where Henry is sat.
No offence to anyone, but he positively the most dashing man in the whole room with his tuxedo and his bow. He looked so grown-up as he walked Tink down the aisle.
Both Tink's parents were dead and when it came upon choosing who would have the honor of walking her to her future husband, her godson had seemed like the obvious choice to the boy's delight.
"How are you, baby?" Regina asks, kissing his cheek before rubbing her thumb over the red lipstick stain she left.
"Tired," he admits, a yawn shaking his body as if to illustrate his words and she laughs, "but happy. It was cool. I had a lot of fun."
Regina beams at him, leaning her head against his and wrapping her arm around his shoulders.
A small pause settles between them before he starts stirring in his chair with discomfort.
"What is it?" Regina asks with a furrow of her brows as she parts from him.
He twists his mouth, looking at his hands.
"I ran into David."
Oh.
"I didn't talk to him. He tried to but I ignored him."
"Baby," Regina reprimands before sighing. "I raised you better than that, no?!"
Henry rolls his eyes at that and she looks at him pointedly.
"I…I know the divorce has been hard for you," she tells him. "I know you want to protect me but that doesn't mean you get to be rude."
"He didn't only hurt you," Henry whispers.
She looked at him with a frown.
"I - he was like a dad to me and then he left. And I get it, you two -it wasn't working anymore. I know, I remember, the shoutings, the fights...But I didn't expect you being over to mean that he would stop being my stepdad but it did. He never even called, not once…"
"Oh Henry," Regina lets out, her heart clenching in her chest. "Why...Why didn't you tell me?"
"It's ok, mom. It's ok now but I get to be mad and if I don't want to say hi, don't serve me that you-have-to-be-polite bullshit."
He stands up then and kisses her cheek before leaving.
She watches him go, not really able to say much. She runs her tongue on her lips and leans against the back of the chair, a sigh leaving her lips.
…
She avoids him after that. David. Every time she sees him, she walks the other way around because now, she is mad at him… and mad at herself. She brought that man into Henry's life. She had promised herself never to bring someone into their lives if she weren't sure it would work and she had failed and now her son was broken hearted.
Regina lets out a loud sigh as she arrives outside, letting the door close into a bang. She brings her hands to her hip, throwing her head backwards and arching her back.
The rains has stopped. The air is still humid and she knows that it will probably pour again throughout the night, but for now the weather seems to have calmed down.
She likes the rain, she always has. Actually, she likes the hours just after it rained even more. The smell in the air, the wetness of the grass under her feet… She has always loved it. When she was a kid, with Daniel as they would go on little walks with the horses in the meadow… with David… She remembers how, the day after a storm, he would drive her to the closest park. They would take off their shoes and walk through the grass not caring about the mud or anything of sorts, just enjoying themselves and the quiet atmosphere.
Damn it, Regina tells herself as she feels tears streaming down her face.
She misses him. Goddamit, she misses him so much.
She hears the door opening behind her and she spins on her heels only to find herself face to face with David.
"Oh hell no!" she bites before walking away.
"Regina," he calls with confusion but she ignores him.
She keeps on walking up, crosses the garden as much as she can with her heels until she arrives under a small archway that leads to the hotel's restaurant.
"Hey, what is going on?" She hears David ask because of course he hasn't stopped following her.
Can't take a damn hint.
"Just leave me alone," she tells him before pushing the restaurant's doors open. The place is empty of course and she heads towards the kitchen where she immediately opens the freezer and pulls out a box of ice cream.
"Are you sure you should be here?"
Regina closes her eyes before dropping the box on the countertop.
"Perks of being the owner's goddaughter."
He smiles before leaning on the counter facing her, arms crossed over his chest.
Regina opens the box and grabs a spoon, digging it into the vanilla flavoured dessert. She brings it to her mouth and closes her eyes as she swallows the ice cream. She reopens her eyes after a while and finds him watching her amusedly.
"You shouldn't be leaving your girlfriend alone, she might get lost without you."
It's mean and childish but right now, she doesn't care.
He doesn't reply and that makes her even angrier. She clenches her jaw, slapping the spoon on the metal surface.
"You never called!" She throws at him, starting to pace around the place. "Not once. You promise you would always be there when you proposed. You said that no matter what, you would always be there."
He is confused, she can tell and it makes her go mad. She walks up to him and slams a hand onto his cheek.
"Regina!" David groans, stepping back. "The hell is wrong with you?"
"What's wrong with me?" She shouts. "He thinks you don't care about him anymore," she says, her voice lowering as the tears start streaming again.
"Henry?"
"Who else do you think?"
"God… No, that's not true."
"Isn't it?"
"Regina, of course not. You know I love him and I care about him a lot but I thought… I thought you would prefer me stepping back…"
"So it's my fault if you haven't so much as called your stepson?!" She is back to yelling now, fury brown eyes glaring at him.
"No, it's…" He sighs, rubbing his face. "I… I was scared."
Regina arks a brow at that and he chuckles wryly, shrugging his shoulders.
"I thought he hated me and I didn't want to find out. I know… I know I am the bad guy in this…" Regina huffs at the understatement but he doesn't pick up on it. "He would have had every reason to hate for what… what I said to you and how I acted and…"
Regina looks away, his words still vividly present in her head and heart.
I want a child, Regina! You can't give me that.
"He would have had every reason to hate me and I didn't want to face that."
"He doesn't know."
"What?"
Regina looks up through teary eyes at him and shrugs.
"I never told him."
"Why?"
She chuckles, throwing her hands up and letting them fall.
"Why do you think? I didn't want him to hate you. I didn't want him to be hurt the way I was…"
"Regina…"
He tries to bring a hand to her cheek but she steps back, choking on a "No". He stops then, dropping his hand to his side.
"I didn't mean what I said."
"Please," Regina tells him, shaking her head.
"I didn't. I was upset and sad and frustrated just like you were but instead of trying to work with you I hurt you because I needed to blame someone. Regina, I…"
He walks towards bringing two hands up to cup her face.
"I have never regretted something more that I have regretted everything that I said that night and I will never forgive myself for it. But, I can assure you, I did not mean it. I… I wanted to hurt you."
"Well it worked," she tells him, sucking her lips in.
"I know and…"
"You're sorry. You've said that already."
He sighs, his hands leaving her face and sneaking into his pockets. He parts a bit from her and looks around. He smiles, watching the melting ice cream on the counter.
"You might wanna eat that quickly," he points out.
She looks at the box and walks towards it. She opens a drawer and pulls out another spoon from it. She brings her hand up, extending the silverware to him. He smiles and grabs it, thanking her quietly. Regina grabs her spoon and digs it into the ice cream before sucking onto it.
"Why does this taste familiar?" David asks as he does the same. "I had never eaten here before."
"Ruby's grandmother made it."
"Really?"
She nods. Ruby's grandmother is Granny. A feisty woman and great cook who used to owe a dinner until the place burnt down. She could never afford to reopen it but she never stopped cooking and often she would make treats for Regina and Henry and when David was still part of that equation, he would enjoy them as well.
"G. hired her two months ago after he tasted her apple pie at my house."
"Well he probably made the best decision of his life doing so. How is he by the way? Still scaring everyone that crosses his path?"
Regina can't help but laugh at that as she remembers the first time she introduced David to her godfather. Her parents died when she was 12 and Alistair Gold (or Gold as he preferred to be called although she just calls him G.) took his role as the new person responsible for her very seriously. And even though, he is quite famous for not being the most cheerful man on Earth and for destroying anyone that crosses him, David had had quite the experience when he first met him.
"Yeah, very funny. I had never been so scared in my entire life."
Regina chuckles, almost choking on some ice cream. She swallows it down and smiles.
"Is he here?"
She shakes her head and looks at him.
"I convinced him to go visit Neal in LA. I knew you were invited to the wedding and for some reason I cared whether or not he would rip your throat out."
"Oh," David says. "I can imagine him not being too fond of me."
"That's the understatement of the year," she replies eyeing him and he lets out a laugh.
They stay silent for a bit, both looking down at the now completely melted ice cream. It's true that it's a bit hot inside and the bowl was almost empty anyway…
Regina frowns as she watches David dip a finger into the liquid. He brings it back out and the next thing she knows, she's got ice cream on her nose.
"David," she scolds, stepping back and wiping the sticky cream off.
He chuckles at her and she rolls her eyes.
"You look truly breathtaking tonight," he tells her then as she settles her elbow back on top the counter.
She eyes him with a raise of a brow.
"I always look breathtaking," she smirks and he snickers.
"Not untrue."
Her smirk dims into a soft smile and she looks back at the ice cream.
"Maybe we should finish it. We can't put it back in the freezer, that's just gross and I don't feel like throwing away…"
The words catch in her throat as she feels David's hand tugging a strand of her hair behind her ear. She looks at him carefully, feeling something blossoming in her lower belly.
"I'm really sorry for everything," he says, stroking her cheek.
"You've said it," Regina whispers not trusting her voice enough to speak louder.
He chuckles nodding.
"Will you ever forgive?"
Will she?
"I don't know," she tells him honestly because she doesn't know if one day she will ever stop hurting because of it.
"I understand."
There is a pause, a long, tensed, heavy, overwhelming pause during which he looks at her intensely, fingers still caressing her cheek and she doesn't dare moving. She is not sure she can, really. Her legs feel numb all of a sudden and she swears, there is some serious freak show happening in the south region of her body.
"Can I kiss you?"
His words take her off guard and she parts her lips in surprise.
"I… David…"
"Just one kiss," he insists and he is closer and she can feel his breath against her skin, tickling it and God, she wants him to kiss her.
Just one kiss. Just a trip down memory lane. Not that she needs it. She remembers. Oh yes, she remembers how he tastes, how he feels, how he likes to play with her hair, tangling his fingers between her locks, how he prefers to suck on her lower lip rather than the top one… Or rather he used to… Does he still? If she says yes, would he suck on her lower lip, would he nibble at it? Would he bury his hand in her hair?
"Just one kiss," she murmurs and she swears it was supposed to be said internally but his lips are now pressed against hers and she doesn't care.
She stands up straight and wraps her arm around his neck as he places a hand on her hip and lets the other one disappear in her dark mane. Checked.
They kiss, keeps on doing so for seconds maybe minutes. She feels his tongue ticking the entrance of her mouth and he moans, begging her to open it for him and she obliges, lets him bury his tongue inside her mouth and fuck it feels so good. She places a hand flat behind his head, pulling him close as their tongue roll around the other, dancing with the other, teasingly, tauntingly. Regina feels her crotch heating up, the butterflies in her stomach more numerous. She moans and groans and presses herself against him. She feels him hard and stiff and God, it's supposed to be just a kiss. David brings her closer as well, the hand on her hip moving to her lower back and her skin there burns, burns for his touch, burns to feel his skin against hers without the barrier of the fabric of her dress. He grabs her lower lip in between his teeth and bites it, sucks on it and she chuckles almost teasingly. Checked.
"What are you laughing at?" He asks with a raspy voice, parting from her a little and she just smiles, smirks really shaking her head.
She lets her hand fall onto his biceps and turns him around so her back is now facing the countertop. She leans in to kiss him before parting and hopping on the cold surface. She lets her hand wander on it until she finds the box of ice cream. Eyes still locked on him, she dips an index in it in the same manner he did early but instead of playfully tapping his nose with it, she cocks her head slightly and places her finger onto her neck. Regina watches David as his eyes darken and she licks her lips. She draws a line from her neck to the birth of her breasts with the creamy substance and invites him in, legs parted. He doesn't waste one second.
He is between her legs and she hooks them around his waist, her heel digging a little into his thigh and then he leans in and she arks her back, prepping her breasts up. He kisses her pulse first and she shuts her eyes. Slowly, he draws his tongue out and starts licking her.
"Mmh," Regina moans.
She feels his wet tongue against her skin sending shivers in her entire body. He puts a hand on her lower back, bringing her at the edge of the counter as he keeps on licking, sucking all of the ice cream off her body until the last spot near her breasts is cleaned up. And Oh God, she needs more. She blindly searches for the box as he finds her lips again and takes it. She pushes him slightly before angling the box enough for some ice cream to drip in between her tits. He is down there the second the box hits back the counter and Regina lets out a long, breathless moan as she tangles her finger into his blond hair.
It's still just kissing, she tells herself but she feels her vagina growing wet and she knows, she just knows that this isn't going to end well.
She is going to fuck her ex-husband. She knows it and God, there is no way he doesn't know it as well. She brings her hands to her thighs pulling the skirt of her dress up and shit, she should have gone for a looser piece. She tugs it up some more and instantly she feels David hands on her thighs. He his still putting kisses all over the exposed skin of her breasts. Bless this décolleté. His hands wander on her thighs and legs and back on her thighs.
"You're so beautiful," he whispers looking up into her eyes and she bites her lip.
Regina cups his face and brings him towards her, kissing him gently.
"I want to touch you," he says against her lip and she feels her core hot just at the thought.
Regina looks at him for a second, studying him, trying to come up with any reason why she shouldn't let him take care of her and touch where she needs him so fucking much. She comes up with at least 10 reasons (she hasn't waxed down there in so long for one) but she is just so horny. She wants him and no one will know. They can fuck senselessly on this counter and no one will ever know so she tugs the dress up past her hips flashing her black lacey thong at him.
He swallows hard at the sight before dropping down on his knees, his face by her already dripping sex.
Regina bites her lower lip, laying down on her back. The coldness of the counter makes her whimper and it only excites her more. She feels David grab the hem of her underwear and slowly pull them down. She lifts her ass up so he can tug them past it and falls back down. He rolls the thong down her legs and then throws them away.
"God, Regina," he mutters under his breath.
"Fuck," she curses, the air coming from his mouth sending electrical shots at her. "Touch me, David," she tells him, almost begging. She needs him.
He first presses his thumb on her clitoris then slides a finger in between her lips.
"Oh God," she moans.
She closes her eyes, her hands grabbing the flesh of her thighs, probably leaving marks on them. David rubs her, keeps on doing so, hard and proper. He rolls her button between his index and thumb, slides another finger up and down her labia, teasing her entrance and she feels like she might pass out. Regina rocks her hips, her heel digging into his back.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" She groans. She needs more, it's just… "Oh my God, David!"
He is eating her up. He's replaced his finger with his tongue, expertly licking her folds. He presses the tip of his tongue on her clitoris. Regina props herself up on her elbows, breathing heavily before falling back down. He grabs her breasts, stroking it, rubbing her nipple through the dress. She brings out, giving him more access and she moans and groans and hits the counter as her hips jerk up and her tits ache.
"Oh David!" She lets out, loudly, placing her hands behind his head to bring him closer to her.
"You taste so fucking good, Regina," he tells her and Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
Every muscle of her body is tensed, up until the pinky toes, curled up inside her shoes just like the rest of its friends. Regina relaxes, her breathing slowing down as she opens her eyes. She feels David gently grabbing her hands and pulling her up and she lets him, (she doesn't really have much strength to protest anyway) and he kisses her. She closes her eyes back and wraps her arm around his neck, tasting herself on his tongue. She slowly slides a hand down his chest and reaches for the bulge in his pants. He is so hard she wonders how he hasn't exploded yet.
"Let me release some pressure for you," she tells him sultrily and she pushes him to the side so she can get off the counter. She almost falls, her legs feeling so numb and David catches her just in time, not without smirking at her. "Shut up!" She bites and he chuckles.
She carefully slides onto her knees, placing herself just right in front of his pulsing member. With a gentle hand she gives it a stroke through the fabric of his pants.
"Fuck!" He lets out and she looks up at him, he has his eyes shut.
She smiles. She unbuckles his belt, unbuttons his pants and pulls them down his thighs. Regina licks her lips before tugging his boxers down as well. And God!
She doesn't hesitate in grabbing it. It's like meeting an old friend again. She starts rubbing and she hears David groaning. She knows how he likes it. Just like he knows how she likes it. He proved so. She rubs him up and down his length watching it grow stiffer. Regina wets her lips some more before kissing the tip of his cock.
"Regina," he groans in frustration and she smiles.
She kisses his entire length up until his balls. She wrap her mouth around one, sucking it and letting it pop out. With her hand she grabs the other one, cupping it. She is driving him crazy. She can tell by the way he clenches at the edge of the counter. He is not far, getting her off having probably already done half the job.
The remainder of his wet tongue against her clit makes her moan and Regina brings a hand to her sex sliding one finger inside her. She closes her eyes for a second as she thrusts inside her. She replaces her mouth around David's ball with her free hand and wraps her lips around his cock.
"Fuck, Regina! Fuck!"
She sucks him hard, licks him, draws her teeth out a bit.
"God, Regina I swear…"
Regina closes her eyes back, his cock still inside her mouth, her now two fingers curling inside her and she lets out a muffled moan.
"Fuck!" David lets out again and suddenly he is lifting her and sitting her back on the counter.
She looks at him, surprised.
"Let me fuck you!"
Her insides are blowing.
"Let me fuck you!" He says again and she nods, doesn't trust her voice so simply nods and soon, he has his cock pressed against her entrance and he slides inside her.
"Aw," Regina whimpers, her head falling backwards.
He is inside her, thrusting in and out of her, pumping all the fluids out of him and she is so close - so very close and -
"Oh God, David! Harder! Harder! F - Fuck!"
She hits an orgasm for the second time, shouting his name, her lips pressed onto his.
It doesn't take him long after that to empty himself inside her, drying himself up before leaning his head onto her shoulder out of exhaustion.
"God," she breathes out, her fingers buried in his hair.
They part after a while and he slowly slides out of her. Regina rubs her face, asking herself what she must be looking like.
"You look good," he tells her as if he could read in her mind and she shouldn't be surprised. He knows her well which is probably why, when he wanted to hurt her he knew just exactly how.
Regina lets out a sigh, lowering her gaze.
"We should go back," she says getting off the counter. "Mary Margaret is probably looking for you and I don't want to not be here when Tink and Jeff leave."
"Regina…"
"Don't!" She says raising a hand at him. She gives him a sad smile. "It was fun and maybe we needed it… to say goodbye but - you're with someone now and… we're divorced. Now get dressed and go, I will clean up this…" She looks around and sighs. "This mess."
He doesn't argue and soon they are both dressed and sort of presentable. Regina looks at her reflexion in the metal of the counter. She is going to have to stop by the bathroom before going back into the ballroom.
She looks at David. He doesn't look as bad or at least doesn't look like he has just been fucked out of his brain. Though he smells like cunt.
"Go wash your mouth."
He frowns and she raises a knowing brow.
"Oh," he says before nodding. "Right."
She goes back to the front of the restaurant and grabs some of the mint candies on the bar. She eats one and brings the other to him.
"Thanks," he tells her.
"David?"
They both jump. It's Mary Margaret calling from the restaurant. They both look at the kitchen door and then at each other.
It opens and the pixie-haired woman stops dead at the sight of her boyfriend with his ex-wife. They've both dressed back up and look decent but contrarily to what Regina sometimes say, Mary Margaret is not a stupid woman.
"I… I'm a bit tired… Can we go home?" she asks and although the lights are dimmed, it's not hard to guess the tears pricking the corner of her eyes and Regina suddenly hates herself.
"I… I am coming," David says, stumbling on the last word and Regina presses her eyes shut.
The door closes back and silence falls upon them.
Regina is the first one to speak and she does so without looking him fearing that if she does, it will only bring more pain to everyone.
"Just go and fix it. "
"I… Regina, I…"
"She is a good girl," she says deciding to look at him. "Just… go fix it."
He nods. He is about to leave but just before he pulls her into a kiss and Regina feels her heart breaking itself the same way it did that night. He leans his head against her forehead, whispers a "I'm so sorry" and kisses her cheek before leaving. She watches him disappear behind the door and Regina falls on the ground, bringing a hand to her mouth as her body starts shaking with tears.
Yes, it was a bad idea and now her heart is paying the price.
