I loosened my grip only a tiny bit so that my nails were no longer digging into your soft flesh. For a split second, you made me forget that I wasn't The Dark One. I shook my head to get rid of that thought. I looked anywhere, but your face. I didn't want to see you longing for someone that never existed or pitying me in anyway.

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and looked back up at your face. "If you do truly love me, then surrender all of your control to me. If you do truly believe that your Emma is still here within me, then show me how you'd give into her."

I paused a moment before letting you see a glimpse passed my darkness.

"Do you want to know what falling for you felt like? Well, I knew it could cause the ultimate destruction of my whole self, but I wasn't scared anymore. I knew that you were worth it."

I only had one chance and I was going to make it count.

I captured your lips with mine and was finally tasting the most delicious thing that I'd ever tasted. I was savoring the taste of your lips and kissing you with wild abandon.

I want you to want me as much as I want you.

Is that even possible?

Please show me that you feel the same.

When you said my name, I saw all the anger washed away and it was replaced by love and that love was mine alone. Your small smile caught me off guard as I attempted to stand my ground.

It wasn't only a want anymore, it was a need. A type of need that ached inside of me. Once again, I felt the darkness spread like a cancer and my mind shuts down. An animalistic growl is the sound that should scare you, but it doesn't. I sink my teeth into your neck and bite down.

Marking you.

Claiming you.

Owning you.

You were all mine, and only mine.

Those sounds you made were like music to my ears and I knew there would be bruises the next day, but they will fade. When they do, I'll repeat the action I did to give them to you in the first place.

I released your hands and you remained in place. You could've hit me and ran, but you didn't. If you had tried to leave, maybe I'd let you go. Of course, I'd never know because you stayed.

Fuck, you have way too much clothing for my liking, so I rip your shirt open which causes the buttons to fly in multiple directions. All I could focus was getting you out of those clothes, so we can have skin to skin contact.

Your bra was in plain view and I threw it behind me without a caring where it fell. I remind myself to not cause you too much pain, but at the same time, I want you to suffer. I want the thought of pain to be synonymous with the thought of me.

I stepped back for a moment and admire your beauty before me. The thought of that forest boy touching you makes me sick. I want to erase every memory you have of him against your body erased and replaced with this memory.

I approached you again, gently lay my palms flat on your breasts, and take my time with them. The more of you that's revealed to me, the more I want you. I should be delicate and act as though you're a work of art, but this is something I won't do. You're not fragile, you're a strong woman who has been through many trying times and have conquered each one of them.

"You'll know who owns you by the time I'm done with you, your majesty."

Without any warning, your nipples are now at my mercy just like the rest of your body is. I begin pinching, rolling, squeezing, and pulling them hard. I see how you do your best to not squirm, but to no avail. I replace my fingers with my tongue and switching between the two as I lick, bite, and suck on your nipples. It's amazing how your body responds to me änd I love how you shiver a little at my touch.

Afterwards, I restrain you once again with my grip. Your arms must be hurting by now. I wonder how wet you and needy you must be getting. I can't find it in me to care though. You tell me how you can't take much more of this torture and every word spoken drips with lust.

I use my tongue to leave a trail of saliva that leads back up to your ear and I blow in your ear which causes you to whimper a little.

"Your nipples will be sore tomorrow. Yet I just don't care, because every time they cause you pain, you will know who did that to you, you will know what I did to you, but most of all you will think of me every fucking time you twinge in pain. Because, You. Are. Mine."

Your response brings a fleeting smile to my lips as you say, "I'm yours. All of yours. Forever."

My hand glides down until it reaches the top of your dress pants. I stop briefly to flex my fingers a few times. This was going to be the beginning of my fun.

Taking on a mind of there own, they shoot past the barrier of your pants, sliding past your underwear, allowing themselves the pleasure of gliding through your soaked folds.

"You sure are very wet for me. I bet he hasn't made you feel like this."

I want to play with you, tease you, but I want my finger inside of you much , very slowly I slide one finger in. You feel so fucking amazing around my finger. Beginning with a slow pace of pumping my finger on and out you, my lips have more words for you.

"You will bring your hands down, undo your pants to allow my fingers better access and once you are done put the right back above your head. Understood?"

Again you nod in agreement as your hands come down to undo your pants for me. Only to put them right back in their rightful place which was above your head.

As my finger moves faster, I add a second one. I'm moving them at a relentless pace.

"You will come for me and you will come hard."

Faster and faster my fingers pump. I can feel your walls tightening around them.

"Come for me, my queen."

You obey without any this occurs, you come as my name falls from your lips and it's a blissful sound to my ears. Pulling my fingers out as your knees give.

We both end up on the floor with you partially on my lap. The weight of your body on mine comforts me like darkness comforts me. "I believe you, Regina." I say as you weakly wrap your arms around my neck and nuzzle it sleepy. "I know you, the good you, still in there." I say, "You of all people know there is no good or bad versions of ourselves, it is just me."

I wait for you response I hold you in my arms and make my black coat appear with the wave of my hand. I wrap you in it. "It's far easier to hate a Dark One than it is to love one. I chose to love you anyways, Emma."

I kiss you one last before you fall soundly asleep in my arms. "I love you too, Regina." I whisper as the tears fall down my face.