A muffled moan of surprise escaped Regina's lips, once she felt the Queen's mouth on hers. Her lips were so soft and yet so demanding. Regina sensed a shiver down her body when wet tongue licked her bottom lip, seeking entrance. She was only half a second away from giving to the temptation when her mind screams at her "Stop it!".
Gathering all the control she had left on her body she stucked her teeth into plump lower lip and bit hard on it. The satisfied groan that slipped from the blonde's throat both surprised her and aroused her. The action wasn't supposed to please the Queen, it was supposed to back her off. Regina's anger was pounding in her whole body, but before she could do anything she was pinned to the wall. The Queen was only a breath away from her, licking at the place where Regina's teeth were a second ago.
"Such a feisty little beasty", whispered the Queen seductively, dragging her fingers from the brunette's jaw to her clavicle. Regina whimpered in pleasure from the motion and immediately felt embarrassed by it. Why this woman had such a power over her, why she couldn't resist her.
"I hate you", shouted Regina angrily in her face.
All kind of questions were filling the brunette's mind. What magic the Queen possessed? Why Regina's own magic didn't work on her? Why her body was betraying her?
"Say it again," The Evil Queen said her eyes burning with desire. The woman before her was thrilling. The Queen hadn't felt such a drawn towards something or someone for a very long time. It felt almost like it was in a different lifetime.
She didn't know her name, actually she didn't care about her name. She was intrigued by her body, her spirit, even her soul. But mostly she was consumed by her anger. The little pet's anger was rising in waves around her. The Queen could taste it with every fibre of her body. It was like a drug. Her personal brand of drug. The more angrier the pet got the more high the Queen felt.
"Say it again!", ordered The Queen again, burning Regina's eyes with her own.
Regina was taken aback by the tone of the blonde's voice. It was harsh and threatening. The playfulness was gone. This version of Emma Swan was like the old Regina. Ruthless and heartless. Getting pleasure by the others pain. But there was also something else, something that Regina couldn't quite place yet. Something deeper.
"I won't do nothing you want, miss Swan!", spatted Regina maliciously.
"My dear little pet...", said the Queen devilishly, "Soon you will be the one beginning me to do things to you"
"Oh, and since now on it's "Your Majesty" for you", grinned the blonde sliding down to her knees.
Once upon a time, when the sky sparkles with wonderful reflections, the clouds were white and fluffy, the air fresh and fragrant grass soft as silk, smooth clean water, life light and free as the wings of a butterfly. And in this world of immense calmness, leaving its mark with the very first cry, little creature appeared . Its heartbeat was strong, magnetic, as if measured the pace of time. Its laughter created wonderful colors and joy, and its crying wore sadness and dejection of every creature to whom reached. Yet every living creature , from the smallest to the greatest idolized it. There was only one problem , the little creature was human , and human destinies were decided by the people. It was only a matter of time it can be detected and accustomed as such.
