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Hissing, she let Emma kiss her a second time, window rattling as the atmosphere on the room grew more charged, magic pouring out of them.

The magic was intoxicating; surrounding her like a cocoon Regina gasped as Emma took a step back, breaking the kiss and making her stumble in the process. Her skin felt too full of magic, however, and Regina could see it from the corners of her eyes, jumping out of her in sparks that slid through her skin. The charge was too strong and bright for her to do anything but groan and clench her hands harder on the leather fabric the other woman wore. Outside, the rain kept on pouring and Regina could feel just the barest tremor of a thunder running through her as Emma blinked, smirk still on place but something close to surprise peeking through for a second.

One that quickly disappeared as the younger woman rose her right hand, a dirty white mist circling them both and making them leave the war room only to re-appear on the chambers she had supposedly taken as hers. It crossed through her mind how Emma could have known that her own, the ones big enough, fitted for the Queen she had been, weren't the ones she was using but the grin that crossed the other woman's face was enough to let her know that it didn't really matter.

"I was wondering if you were going to kiss me." Emma's voice was more like a groan, flames that hadn't been there a second before jumping on the fireplace at the sound of her voice at their left, window at the former blonde's back. Outside, the rain seemed to have slowed down, no more drops hitting the glass angrily like they had done. However, Regina didn't really focus on that but on the magic, that still kept swirling inside of her, seeming to keep growing on strength with every breath she took. "It seems that I lost a bet with myself."

"You knew I was going to do it." Regina had seen the way Emma had looked at her on the cell; like privy of a secret she wanted to share.

Chuckling, lighting bathed the other woman's features on its static, the fire became dim as Emma moved forward once again, fingers drumming on Regina's shoulder before she pushed her downwards until Regina complied with one brow arched, smile curling her lips as she did so.

Finally sitting on the perfectly made bed, Regina stared as Emma situated herself right in front of her, fireplace casting a reddish glow around her silhouette, fangs visible on the way they reflected the dirty white power that kept on pouring out of her, mixing with Regina's own that now threatened to rip her in two.

"Perhaps." Emma answered, kneeling as she did so, coming closer and grasping the bodice Regina wore, lips grazing the shell of her left ear in a mimic of a kiss it never came to be. "How about now, your majesty? What do you want?"

The title should have made her feel uncomfortable; Regina thought blindly as she turned to look at Emma's profile, her lips close to the former blonde's cheekbone. Or, at least, she could have fought against it. However, she discovered, left hand supporting her on top of the mattress, right hand sneaking up the other woman's back, resting on her shoulder blades, she liked it.

That could be the reason why, instead of answering, she just rose her hand higher, to Emma's neck and pressed herself against her, letting her magic explode inside of her lungs as she did it. Grasping Emma's locks and kissing her once again, tongue playing with the tip of the fangs, Regina could feel Emma grinning on the kiss, her own hands shredding every bit of fabric with her magic, sparks coming out of the two of them as she did so. Consuming, burning everything on its wake.

Regina felt the push as Emma straddled her, pushing her until her back hit the mattress beneath them, her arms still circling Emma's back, beckoning her closer as the other woman kept on kissing, nibbling her bottom lip every few seconds, letting her breath.

Suddenly, as Regina reached for another kiss, Emma halted, moving from Regina's mouth to the brunette's neck in an agonizingly slow second, teeth flaring as they grew sharper once again. Pressing her nose on her skin and tasting her scent, Emma parted her lips, the warmth of her breathing dampening Regina's skin.

Fangs grazing her pulse point, Regina shuddered as she felt Emma's skin beneath her fingers, flesh warm to the touch despite the chill she knew that still filled the room despite the newly created fire. Closing her right hand around the woman's right breast she blindly reached for the woman's nipple and caressed it, grinning when she felt it slowly harden under her touch. Goosebumps still seeming to cover her entire body she breathed in and out, trying her best to keep the magic contained as Emma stilled, the fangs seeming to quiver for a moment as Regina kept on caressing her nipple, pinching just slightly as she felt the Emma's hips moving against hers. Growing bolder, she moved downwards her other hand between their bodies, stopping herself on the Dark One's navel and grunting a small "Do it." That felt like a scream the moment it filled the room.

Hands ghostling over her ribs, Emma made her wait, her teeth still grazing her skin, fangs almost sinking but not quite as she began to draw circles on Regina's sides, thumbs caressing just under her breasts, the fine patch of skin making Regina moan that made her almost stop her own ministrations on Emma's body altogether. Almost, but not quite as she could feel Emma's hips against her pubic bone, the movement itself making her wonder if she would be able to switch places with the former blonde on top of her before she was stopped or not.

She, however, kept her position, sliding her hand further down until she could feel the Emma's sex just a few inches away, the pads of her fingers touching her pubic hair.

"You are impatient." Emma's tone echoed deeper against her, her hands still caressing her ribs, thumbs stilling for a moment before they kept their circles just too far away from Regina's own nipples. Emma's were still hard so Regina surmised it really didn't bother her that much how she kept on wanting to touch her.

Taste her, her mind whispered, the same pull she had felt on the warm room blinding every other instinct but her mouth, saliva filling it as Emma kept her fangs just light enough to not pierce her skin. And she needed it, she realized, she needed the feeling of them sinking on her. She wanted it.

"And you aren't?"

Her question was lost the moment Emma bit down. The pain was quickly replaced by pleasure as magic sparked from her, flames licking her chest and neck as both of their magic mixed together, feeding onto her until she could only mutter the other woman's name. Her hands flat against Emma's body until the woman moved back; a trace of blood on her lips Regina had just a second to see and trace before she kissed her, tasting the copper tang of her blood.

"Of course I am." Came the answer with a small chuckle. "Did I hurt you, your majesty?"

Regina basked on the concern behind the question only to answer with her hand finally reaching for Emma's sex, grinning when she felt the warm wetness under her fingers.

"No." She succinctly replied before beginning to make small circles on Emma's clit, touching it slightly and not pressing down despite how much she wanted as Emma's eyes transformed into two green slits, blood still smeared on her mouth.

Moving up again and kissing her once, then twice, Regina cleaned the blood as good as she was able to, moving her hand just slightly until it was her palm pressing against the former blonde clit, her middle finger teasing her entrance, not quite entering yet.

It was then when Emma growled and Regina's heart jumped on her ribcage, feeling a sudden change on the very same air around them as Emma's magic run stronger, biting now on her skin and leaving her breathless as she felt like the woman was almost feeding on her, giving her back too much pleasure to handle.

"Let me." She heard being whispered and, blindly, she nodded while feeling Emma's hands grasping hers and raising them both above her head. She groaned when she was forced away from the other woman's sex but let the dark one be as she was propped even further on the bed. Sheets wrinkled beneath her and suddenly too warm and too much on her naked skin, Regina stared as Emma moved down, smirk almost glowing on the dark as it left a trail of open-mouthed kisses from her neck to her collarbone, tracing a wet path on her chest and briefly nibbling on the skin of her breasts until Regina felt like squirming. She could feel her hands being hold by the other woman's magic and she tested the limits of the magic tie; baring her own teeth as she realized that, in fact, the other woman seemed to have learnt her spell.

To her growl Emma chuckled and winked at her, fingers dancing on her right upper thigh and leaving behind even more goosebumps as she could feel power crackling on the spots of her body that weren't directly touching the other woman's body. Muscles straining, Regina arched her back just as Emma's lips kissed her navel, moving lower as the gentle tapping on her thigh transformed into a soft yet strong hold while her legs parted, chest heaving.

She could feel Emma groaning something, her lips caressing her skin as she spoke. She, however, felt deaf as blood rushed to her ears, her magic just growing and flashing through her eyes, tainting everything in purple that just grew darker with each second it passed.

"Please." She said, the word getting trapped on her teeth for a second too long, making her wish for Emma to grab it from her lips with their own, needing a kiss as she could feel the cold in the room chilling her skin, the feeling only making her crave the younger woman's touch even more.

Luckily, Emma seemed to understand her as she, finally, reached down for her sex, her tongue and lips closing around her clitoris and sucking on it softly, the hand on her thigh steady on it and guiding her as she circled Emma's head with both of her legs.

Not once the magical rope gave up, not even as Emma kept on sucking, teasing her perineum with her index as both her middle and ring finger entered her. However, as Regina started to feel the tension growing on her lower stomach, moan after moan falling from her lips, her magic did react to her as every vestige of the storm outside disappeared completely leaving nothing behind.

And with it, Regina's own conscience left her as magic consumed everything else.

"Hello."

Regina turned to stare at the woman in front of her, moonlight cascading down her body now that the clouds had finally parted, the few drops caught on the window's glass the only memory of its strength a few hours ago. She, Regina thought, looking at the way the green eyes stared back, pupils never quite reacting to light; full on their own with the same magic she could still taste on the back of her tongue, didn't quite look like the woman she had been once but the appearance of vampire didn't fit either.

The word beautiful, however, did.

With her hair framing her face, white locks painting shadows on her collarbone as it cascaded down her neck, right arm stretched towards her and fingers curled in the shadow of a hold the former queen was sure would be gentle if she dared to take it, Emma looked more like a mix of the savior she had been and the creature she had transformed into; fangs slightly protruding from her parted lips. A glance at them, however, brought a smirk on the younger woman Regina shuddered at, feeling again the same desire she had felt back at her war room, fire crackling on her fingertips in a million of sparks.

"I can taste you."

The words were whispered; so soft it could have been the wind rattling on the window if it weren't for the way Emma's eyes bored into her as Regina stared back at them, her own teeth catching her bottom lip, remembering the kisses she had asked, demanded, from the former blonde.

"Me?" She asked in the same shushed tone; her voice almost breaking before she cleared her throat.

"Your magic." The reply was simple, a matter-of-fact tone Emma punctuated with her hand closing, one finger pointing at Regina's fingertips where the brunette still could feel sparks buzzing just below her skin. "I can understand why it wanted it so much."

Regina nodded slowly, remembering all too well the vortex Emma had saved her from. Lungs fighting for taking another breath she had felt dizzy, infused with too much power to fully comprehend it. Even now, after seeing and feeling what it had transformed Emma into, she had problems to wrap her head around of the magic that oozed out of the former blonde. It was, she thought, primal in a way she had never seen magic. Not even with Rumplestiskin. Although, her mind reasoned, by the time she had met the imp he had been with the power for quite some time. Unless Emma who, despite her obvious restrain, was new to it.

"Do you know how… it turned you to into…"

"A vampire?" Emma's lips curled into another grin, grimmer this time. Stretching like a cat and propping herself upright until her hands were supporting her, Emma tilted her head to one side, green eyes glowing dirty white, almost black. "I think it was more a mix of what it felt that I needed and what I wanted."

The last bit was muttered, almost as if it was a thought Emma hadn't really put into words until then. Moving closer, Regina let her left hand rake upwards the former blonde's arm, mesmerized of the way her magic seem to write purple lines of power on the other woman's skin. Runes and glyphs of a time she didn't know etching themselves on the other woman's flesh before disappearing completely.

"I didn't mean to kill the villagers however." Emma added, her voice closer now to the tone she had had instead of the purr Regina had become accustomed to. "They were bothering me and… the magic did the rest."

There was no duplicity on her words and still Regina felt something nagging the back of her mind; countless speeches of goodness she had been told again and again by Snow and many others. Speeches she had increasingly got tired of listening, before the curse even, before Storybrooke. Groaning inwardly, Regina left a small kiss on tops of Emma's shoulder, hand still drawing lines on the other woman's skin.

"Aren't you going to tell me I did wrong?" Emma sounded amused, a dark echo at the back of her mouth. "You would be the first."

"You want me to tell you that?" Regina replied and pushed herself out the mattress, straddling Emma on the process while circling the white-haired woman's head with her arms. "If that's the case I can do it."

Emma's chuckle was the only answer she needed to gaze on the woman's mouth, fangs seeming to elongate just a millimeter while magic grabbed Regina's with invisible fingers, pushing its way inside her chest as it did it. "No, I don't want that."

Tasting the magic on her lips, Regina closed the distance once again, kiss stealing any other word the Dark One could have said.

"I just want you."