A/N: Hi guys! Glad to bring you chapter 3 of our lovely pairing, David and Regina ;D I kind of delved deeper within the whole story, adding more characters and whatnot. I tried my best to keep them in character, as it can be quite hard when you're writing something that didn't actually happen on the show/movie. Please let me know if I did or not, I am open to tips/constructive criticism/etc! Thank you to all the reviews last chapter! It would be lovely to get more, seeing as they fuel my writing and keep me motivated when I want to stall! Also, the beginning of this chapter is italicized, which means it happened in the past and not in the current time of where I left off. I hope that makes sense?! You all probably know what I'm talking about. Anyway, on with the show!
It was late in the evening, and the Mayor found herself piled with work in her office. She stopped for a moment to think. With Mary Margaret being innocent with the missing Kathryn case, and Kathryn herself finally home safe and sound, Regina had to find a new tactic to destroy Snow.
She already had slept with David once, just to have something up her sleeve if anything were to be traced back to her, then she'd blame him. Or, she could just tell Mary what happened right to her face whenever she pleased, breaking her heart. She'd look at Mary's tear-stained eyes accompanying a quivering lip, take her face in her hand, and tell her she'd won. She'd wipe away a stray tear unsympathetically, a heartless smirk upon her face, and saunter off, relishing in the destruction of her happiness.
Regina brought a pen that had been motionless in her hand for quite sometime to her lip, reflecting. She bit the end of it, analyzing her next move. She hadn't heard from David in a few days, expecting him to be sitting in remorse and wrongdoing from their brief charade, or two. She didn't want him to feel bad about what happened, though it was understandable. Regina wanted someone who wanted her back, even if it was sickeningly wrong.
She was desperate and lonely and bubbling with revenge. She needed a little light to come her way, and David brought that. The Mayor smiled slightly, dragging the pen along her bottom lip. He was magnificent company, and he clearly knew what he was doing. Maybe she'd give him a call, she considered, but what would you say?, she thought.
Her brow furrowed. Was she actually trying to find a more appropriate way of asking him to come over and have mindless sex? Regina stood up frantically, trying to bat away the thoughts. What if he didn't want her? It had been nearly three days.
She walked up to the large silver mirror that practically took up half of the wall in her office. She only saw creased eyes and a hollow face. Regina frowned. He didn't want her, she'd only drive him away, just like Graham.
The Mayor went back to the thought of giving him a call. She sighed, whatever, she thought. She ran her hands through her hair and held her head high, still noticeably confused and hurt.
Then, there was a knock on the door. She bit her lip, turning to it. She walked over, wondering who would be seeing her this late. Her mind swam to David, before sinking slowly when she opened the door, revealing a distressed Kathryn Nolan.
Regina was startled by the sudden crying that broke out from the blonde woman. "Kathryn!" she said, alarmed.
Kathryn trudged into Regina's arms, her head falling onto her shoulder as she said in between sobs: "R-Regina - David - he, he left me."
The Mayor stood there blank-faced for a moment, awkwardly pulling her into a hug. She paused before responding. "Oh, no, dear, I'm sorry, I-"
"After being held captive in a basement for days and ... and helping him remember who he is, how could he just leave?" Regina rolled her eyes at this, though she comforted her friend by squeezing her assuringly.
"Dear, he just doesn't want to hurt you. It's understandable."
"That's what he said, but he's not trying. He said he would, but he's not," she sighed before continuing, "he's been seeing Mary, hasn't he?"
Regina pulled away from their sudden embrace, trying to gather her words. "Regina?" she asked, wiping away some of her tears.
"Oh, yes, perhaps. I don't know of his whereabouts, Kathryn. I'm sorry," she exclaimed coldly.
"You know something, don't you? Are you covering up for them?"
The Mayor hesitated. "A true friend wouldn't do this, they wouldn't hide something-"
"No, Kathryn, I didn't-" she blurted out.
"You said that we should be together." Regina sighed heavily. She did say that when they all welcomed him home. But over the course of a few weeks, the tables had turned. "I thought you were right. But you're wrong. He wants Mary. He wants happiness. I can't hold him back." Kathryn sniffled, pulling her arms under her chest after answering her own question.
"Goodnight, Regina," Kathryn said firmly as she turned to leave, closing the door behind her. Regina closed her mouth after it had been agape, looking at the with an odd expression. A fiendish grin spread across her face. Regina Mills didn't need her friendship, she had ... other acquaintances.
But has he been seeing Mary behind not only Kathryn's back, but her's as well? She didn't want the wretched fairest of them all getting her last hope at happiness.
The Mayor wandered to her desk. She picked up the phone, and called David.
o0o0o0o
The clouds that loomed over Storybrooke that day were as gloomy as the day before and predictable as the next. Regina held Henry closer to her when she looked up at the rainy sky.
"You should've brought an umbrella," he murmured, tucking his storybook underneath his coat to keep it dry.
"I don't control the weather Henry," she retorted under her breath. Though it seemed as if it represented her mood once her eyes met Mary's figure outside of the school.
They entered the schoolyard and stopped in front of the main doors. Regina bent down, and looked at Henry. "You have a good day at school okay?" she said, handing him his lunchbox. She pushed his hair out of his eyes and placed her hands on his shoulders.
"I love you," she whispered, giving him a weary smile. He looked right passed her and lit up, seeing Emma in the distance.
He ran up to her, grabbing her waist in a big hug. Emma was taken aback when Henry practically threw himself at her, but smiled and patted his head.
Regina whirled around as her son left her presence and entered Emma's. Her heart dropped when she saw their embrace. Her lip quivered at the sinking feeling she got, like when you think there's another step at the top of the stairs, but there isn't, so you fall, farther than you thought, and a wave of shock blasts through you.
They parted. That sliver of relief washes over you as your foot touches ground. And then yet, the sinking feeling lingers moments after.
The Mayor prowled towards Emma, stepping in between them. "Miss Swan, I do believe there is time when Henry is out of school to speak with him," she stated, pushing Henry behind her.
"I didn't even get a word in, Madam Mayor. Besides, I came to see Mary Margaret."
Regina scoffed. If she heard of or saw Mary for a third time, she'd have a field day. "About what? The divorce? You know they were supposed to be for each other. We can't have Ms. Blanchard getting in the way of things." Specifically Regina's "things", but she wasn't going to mention that.
"The - divorce? It's confirmed?"
"Yes, Miss Swan, it's confirmed. Kathryn came to me crying the other day," she responded. The students all gathered to the front doors as the bell rang, filing in. They turned around to see Mary walking in after her students, Henry following behind.
The Mayor faced Emma again, smiling. It faltered when she asked, "what's that?"
She didn't even need to look down to know what she was talking about. She fumbled with her scarf, attempting to hide her bruise. "Miss Swan, would you be so kind to not meddle with things you know nothing of?
It's really discouraging to your persona. Good day, Miss Swan."
Later that day, Emma was sure to be home to see Mary. She told Henry that she couldn't spend time with him that day, and he understood right when she mentioned Regina.
Mary stumbled into the door of their apartment, juggling four bags of groceries in her hands. Emma jumped out of her seat at the dining table. "Oh! Let me help you with that!"
"Thanks," Mary breathed, letting Emma take a few bags to set on the table. "Henry told me that you wanted to speak with me," Mary said, sitting down. "It was nothing important, but Regina came up to me and told me that David and Kathryn's divorce is confirmed."
Mary's eyes shot up to her friend's. "Really? I - I mean that's terrible," she stuttered, shaking her head and standing up abruptly. She began to rummage through a grocery bag, avoiding Emma's arched eyebrows and "really?" stare.
"You mean wonderful? Mary, he's single. Go get him!"
"We haven't talked in days! I - I don't know. Should I?"
Emma spread her arms wide, gesturing to Mary. "Yes!"
She sighed, placing a carton of milk next to the other miscellaneous items on the table. "Okay. I'll call him. Besides, Henry does want us together," she said the last part with a giggle.
A few hours afterward, she gave David a call. "Hello?"
"David, hi, it's Mary. Meet me at the toll bridge at 10?"
"Yeah, sure, that'd be great. See you then."
Once they hung up, Mary clutched her phone in bliss, happy to be with her prince charming again.
o0o0o0o
David stood in the middle of the bridge, once hand stuffed in his pocket, the other holding an umbrella. It was silent, only the light patter of rain and the rustle of leaves with the light wind could be heard.
The moonlight cascaded down on the wood of the bridge, illuminating it slightly. He saw an elongated shadow emerge from one end of the bridge. When the figure got closer, he realized it was Mary Margaret.
David put the umbrella over the two of them to shield them from the now pouring rain. "Hi," she said, looking up at him.
"How are you?" he asked softly. "I'm doing well, thanks. I heard about you and Kathryn splitting, I'm sorry."
He chucked a bit, "no, no, it's fine. Thank you, though."
Mary picked at a loose thread on the sleeve of her blue peacoat. "I've missed you, David."
"I've missed you too," he responded, grabbing her hand that was shaking slightly. They began to walk and she rested her head on his shoulder, sighing into the night.
"You know, we don't have to hide any-"
Mary was cut off by the sudden ringing of David's phone. He looked down at the caller ID and hid it quickly when he realized who it was. "Sorry, Mary, I have to take this."
She nodded slightly, letting go of his hand, giving him some space. "Hello?"
"Are you coming over tonight?" came a sultry voice on the other line. David closed his eyes, already getting lost in the Mayor's tone.
"Uh, yeah, I -"
"Are you with someone, David?" she vexed knowingly. Regina didn't see his car outside of Granny's when she left from the office not an hour ago. She just wanted to challenge him.
He glanced at Mary who was leaning over the side of the bridge, watching the rain fall into the water.
"No," he said, hoping she wouldn't catch his lie. "I'll be over soon," he said quickly, hanging up.
His eyes went back to Mary. "Who was that?" she asked innocently. "I'm sorry, Mary," he started, kissing her on the cheek swiftly, "I have to go."
He handed her his umbrella, assuring her that he wanted her to have it. When he turned to leave, she called, "wait, David!"
She ran after him, smashing her lips to his. He kissed her back after a moment, adjusting to someone else's lips other than the Mayor's. No, I will not let her invade my mind when I'm with Mary, he thought.
He was the first to pull away.
o0o0o0o
Regina looked out her bedroom window with a smile playing at her lips when she saw the car lights glow in her driveway. She opened up her window and leaned out of it, watching David climb up the side until he reached the top. She knew he could easily sneak through the front door, but she liked watching him work for her.
"Dear, you're soaking! What happened?" she asked, wiping the rain drops from his face. "I didn't have an umbrella."
"Well we all can't control the weather, can we?" she babbled as she made her way to the linen cabinet, grabbing a towel.
"Here," she gestured, handing him a towel. "Thanks."
David took off his jacket, tossing it on the floor, and took off his shoes. He dried his face with the towel and then moved to his hair, when Regina grabbed his arm. "Here," she hummed, "let me do it."
She dried his hair skillfully with the towel, standing on her tiptoes. When she finished, she looked up at him with gentle eyes. "There," she breathed.
He was wearing a white button down shirt that matched perfectly with the Mayor's, seeing as she was wearing one as well, except his was soaking from the storm. She laughed when she looked down at his chest. She could practically see it through the flimsy drenched material.
She put her hand to the left of his chest, feeling his heartbeat. David closed his eyes slightly at her warm touch. He put his hand over hers, guiding it beneath the damp fabric.
Regina stepped closer, grazing his cool skin. Her other hand ran through his hair, gripping the back of it. "You're all wet," she snickered, her lips brushing over his.
David whimpered quietly when her hand left his torso. He fathomed what she was doing when her hand delved underneath his shirt, slowly raking her nails up his body.
She started to unbutton from the bottom, working her way up until his whole chest was exposed. She slid off his garment from his shoulders, letting it fall.
His hands went to her waist, moving her backwards towards the dresser. She groaned when her hips met the hard wood. The Mayor bucked her hips to David with want. He bit her lip agonizingly slow as ground his lower half to hers in return.
He pulled her pencil skirt down with ease. She kicked it off to the side while letting her hands roam over his toned muscles. "I've missed you," he whispered into her ear, teasing the lobe with his tongue. She moaned at his words, now knowing that not only she, but he, too, was deprived of their moments spent together.
He closed the space between them, and Regina could feel him hardening against her thigh. She grabbed him over his pants. "I need you," she purred.
David smashed his lips to hers in a well-missed tender kiss. She bit his lower lip so hard, she drew blood and lapped it up seductively. He pulled away, "ow," he said, his finger lingering over his swollen lip.
She kissed him more sweetly this time, but still bruising. As she did this, she unclasped his belt and ripped it from his jeans. Her hand traveled below his waistline, grabbing him fully. A hellish grin spread across her flushed face when they parted.
"I'm not much for subtlety."
His hands kneaded her thighs before lifting her up to sit on the dresser. He unbuttoned her shirt hastily, as she slid his boxers down with her knees, revealing his impressive erection.
She looked at him with awe before he closed her mouth with another deep kiss. David unclasped her bra expertly and threw it behind him. His hand dove between her thighs, feeling how deliciously wet she was for him. She threw her head back as his fingers brushed against her soaking underwear, nails digging into his shoulder.
David practically tore her silk underwear from beneath her, spreading her legs. She wrapped them around him in anticipation of what was to come next. He guided himself into her, both groaning in unison.
One hand gripped her thigh and the other tugged at her waist, pulling her to him. Their foreheads touched as they looked into each other's eyes filled with longing and desire. She whimpered when he drove himself further into her, increasing the pace.
His thrusts accelerated, causing the Mayor's hip bones to hit his harder. "David..." she rasped, panting desperately.
"Yes, Regina," he growled, thrusting deeper inside. She bit his shoulder roughly when she came hard, muffling her moans.
David tilted his head back as he came after her. The Mayor's hands grasped the edge of the dresser, knuckles white, as he sent her over the edge a second time.
"Oh god," she breathed heavily, resting her head in the crook of his neck as he rode out their orgasms.
He kissed the center of her chest and looked up at her. She was glowing already, her chocolate eyes staring into his blue.
She dipped her head under his for a familiar wounding kiss. Her arms snaked around his neck as their tongues danced restlessly. He pulled away, Regina gazing at him with doe eyes.
"What have you done to me?" he breathed.
A/N: Hoped you liked this slightly longer chapter! A little bit of fluff in this chapter, which was surprising for me to write since I don't really like it for some reason.
Oh David, what did you get yourself into (or who)? :O ... XD
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