Scars
Description: Cuddled in the afterglow, Regina discovers something she has never seen before. Hearts open and stories of the past are revealed. Established Swan Queen. Rated M for strong language and (trigger warning!) references to abuse… And maybe a hint of sexy times…
Rating: M
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A/N: This is my first foray into OUAT fanfiction and I'm still trying to find the character's voices in my own writing. Please forgive me for any blatant out of character moments. I didn't want this to be a single long fic so I tried to break it up as best I could.
Lavender and leather…
Regina leaned into thick tresses of golden waves and slowly inhaled, savoring the addictive scent of the lithe woman cradled in her arms. A small yet joyful smile crept across her lips. Never in her life did she ever believe she could achieve such happiness… even since Daniel.
It had been three months since their relationship had transformed from an awkward and tumultuous friendship to passionate lovers. Three beautiful months of gentle caresses and loving embraces. Three memorable months of slumbering in each other's arms and admittedly allowing their pre-teen son to join them after having one of his now seldom yet still recurring nightmares. Three glorious months since countless weeks of anger and resentment (mostly on Regina's part) had escalated into an all out screaming match that unexpectedly resulted in their first kiss.
Despite the emotional roller coaster, it was a moment Regina would never regret. She finally had what she thought would be only a distant and sobering dream – A family.
The brunette edged closer to the welcoming warmth of the body sharing her luxurious king sized bed. How she enjoyed the sensation of flesh on flesh… Legs intricately entangled, the gentle swell of her stomach lightly pressed against the sleek curves of Emma's lower back. The tingling sensation of feeling her pert nipples lightly graze across her lover's protruding shoulder blades. The hypnotizing slight rise and fall of the blonde's chest as she recovered from their latest round of passionate lovemaking.
Lost in thought, Regina's fingers lazily traced patterns up and down the expanse of her lover's back. Grazing fingertips leaving a trail of goose bumps in their wake. The blonde next to her sighed, a tell tale sign of both recovery and the utter enjoyment of this intimate moment. A lifetime of brick and mortar walls had tumbled haphazardly to the ground as both women learned to trust, to surrender, and to finally love.
Suddenly Emma's breath hitched causing the former queen's fingers to stop on their winding trail across her lover's body. Regina snapped out of her reverie, instantly sensing the discomfort coursing through her lover's veins. Puzzled, she noticed the younger woman instinctively shying away from her caresses.
Tenderly, as if approaching a frightened baby animal, her fingers brushed over an almost imperceptibly raised area of the savior's skin… a two-inch brand that hid beside the blonde's left shoulder blade. The older woman pulled away slightly, tipping her head downward to examine what her fingertips had inadvertently discovered.
Her suspicions were confirmed as she found a faded scar she had never noticed before. It was an old brand… one that had once been deep, bleeding, and raw. A single angry mark whose color had slowly faded over time, easily disguised being only a hint lighter than the rest of the blonde's skin. The only evidence of its existence was the slight bump of the poorly healed tissue… a mark Emma would carry for the rest of her days.
Regina kissed her lover's shoulder and embraced her tightly, her arms encircling a trembling body. Leaning into Emma's mussed hair she breathed in allowing the younger woman's familiar scent to ground her to reality. Lips settling near the blonde's ear, her richly melodic voice came out as nothing but a whisper.
"I was fourteen when it happened…"
A/N: Next update soon to come. Hope you all enjoyed and are willing to come along with me for the ride. THANKS FOR READING!