New chapter before Easter! Happy Easter, everyone!

I hope you all like this one... I think Henry is evolving in a very nice way here. Tell me what you think, okay?

Nothing is mine, of course, sadly.

It's a quiet Saturday morning at the loft when David opens his eyes to a very grey sky and a light rain wetting the streets of Storybrooke.

It's one of those free weekends he has every now and then when Snow packs up on Friday afternoon and goes to the mother's club reunion. He has no idea what they do, but he certainly can't complain when his wife gives him a lot of time to catch up with his sleepy daughter.

David looks to his side and smiles as Emma's eyes flutter and a small smile form on her lips. She's beautiful and strong and so incredibly delicious. Last night she was inspired and they had the best sex in a very long time (two weeks to be precise). He was worried the pirate had caught her attention again, but she declined his offer for a trip to New York to stay home.

"I can't go, Killian," she turned her back with a grin on her lips as he insisted that he had planned all this for her and she couldn't turn him down like that. "It's not my fault you do things without asking if I will have time for you. Besides, this is the weekend mom spends with her friends, so I always stay home with dad. Even Henry will show up on Sunday afternoon. If you want to, you're more than invited to join us."

He insisted again and they ended up arguing like they never did before. She was tired of him clinging to her like a parasite and at that very moment she was on the verge of breaking up, but she couldn't possibly let go when the thrill of cheating on him with her father and Neal was still too strong to let go. So, she apologized and promised they would do anything he planned for the next weekend. He believed and she was free.

"Wake up, sleepy head," David whispers into her ear, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead as she opens her eyes to see him staring down at her with bright blue eyes and the most beautiful smile she's seen in his face lately.

Emma stretches her body, the blanket covering her naked form slides down to pile up on the floor as David's right hand lazily rubs her thighs. It heads north and cups her warm sex, slipping a finger between her folds to find her core already wet.

"Eager as usual," he points out, latching his lips to her right breast, earning a whimper as she arches her back off the mattress, hand fisting to his hair and pressing him harder against her rosy nipple.

"It's not my fault if you're so good with your mouth," she counters, her voice husky and intense as she gasps when her father pushes two fingers into her wet heat.

"So warm," he pays attention to her other breast and smiles when her whimpers turn to moans. He loves it when she opens herself up to him with no hesitation, only lust guiding his instincts to please her.

"Stop teasing, dad," she begs as he thumbs her clit gently, earning moan after moan, her legs shaking slightly with anticipation and need.

"What do you want from me, darling?" David bends forward to lick her perky nipples, looking up to find her eyes dark and full of lust. "I'll do anything for you!"

"You really like when I speak up, don't you?"

"Yes."

"Then stop teasing and fuck me now!"

Her wish is his commands, and David takes her legs up, rubbing his palms up and down her smooth skin before he opens them slightly, resting them over his shoulder and gently pecking her calves with wet lips. Emma reaches for his cock, stroking it lightly as he kneels before her. David teases her with only the tip of his length for a moment before she grasps him more firmly to guide him into her wet heat. She groans as he stretches her deliciously, his pants and whimpers fueling her need for him.

David runs his hands up her legs once again and guides them to circle around his waist as he bends forward, chest pressed against her breasts, his hot breath raising goose bumps all over her body. He starts moving in and out of her gently, the wet friction erasing any doubts or worries.

And time passes by slowly as they embrace and whisper broken words and distant promises of bliss and desire, enjoying the warmth of skin against skin, of tongues stroking together in lazy kisses, of eyes filled with longing, love and peace.

The next day, Emma and David spend most of their time tucked in bed, watching TV, eating and occasionally fucking. By the time they shower to wait for Henry, and possibly Hook, and as he waits for Emma to come back from the grocery store, David's phone buzzes when he gets a new message in his e-mail. He runs upstairs to open his laptop and sits on the bed as he starts reading the e-mail.

"Dear Mr. Nolan,

I hope you have missed me somehow because I cannot say the same once I was too busy fucking your daughter every single day for the past two weeks. She's amazing! Now I understand why you're incapable of letting her go and I can't blame you at all.

Sorry, I got distracted, let's go down to business, shall we?

Attached to this message is one short clip for your eyes only. It's just a small fraction of what I have in my possession and if I know you at all, you will not be happy.

Don't worry, it's not about you just yet, but rather something to tame your rebel words from the last message I sent and to make you bow to my will and come to me because I have not given up on you, which means all the threats are still on the board. The messages are ready to be sent in case you do not cooperate with me.

Rest assured, though, that I have no intention to harm your marriage or your family by sending compromising content to the right people, but I will do so if we do not reach a nice deal that will most likely benefit only me, but this is just a small detail.

Reply to this message in case you decide to submit to my wishes, I don't think you have much of a choice, but you know, if you want to do your hero thing, I won't stop you.

Anyway, if a reply does not reach my inbox in the next 12 hours, I will understand it as you're actually fighting back against your fate and this rebellious behavior will fatally force me to expose you to the absolutely hypocritical and moralistic society of Storybrooke. You already know I will not hesitate to send some 'sweet' content to your wife and the Mayor as well. It's going to be fun, I suppose.

Yours truly,

M."

David feels his hands sweating and his heart racing wildly as he tries to process everything he just read. This message explains Emma's strange behavior the past two weeks, and also explains why she refused to have sex with him one morning when they were alone at the station. He smacks his hand against his face several times, shaking his head and trying to erase those words from his memory, but it's impossible especially after he opens up the file attached to the message. The bedroom is instantly filled with the sound of her moans as well as the slap of skin against skin and a litany of dirty words coming from Emma's mouth that he never heard before.

He keeps his eyes closed, but doesn't realize the damn video is in loop and when he thinks it is all over, it's on again and he watches her breasts bounce as she rides this guy's cock, hair wild and eyes shining in a way he thought only he was allowed to see. Emma, the one person who was absolutely livid about being blackmailed, not only surrendered to it, but is apparently enjoying whatever she's doing with this guy.

David feels betrayed and the blood boils in his veins as he raises his laptop to smash it on the ground. Sadly he forgets he is sitting on the bed and the only thing that happens is his computer pathetically bounces up and down a few times before falling to the ground with a thud.

He's hurt, angry and absolutely terrified that he will have to do what this man wants, but does he really have another choice?

"Dad, I found those cookies you like so much and bought some other stuff to prepare a pizza for Henry later," Emma is staring down at her phone, flipping her finger up maybe searching for a picture of the pervert she's been fucking to show her father and…

"You're a liar!" He screams from upstairs, getting her attention, but only that. It looks like she knew all along what was going to happen as soon as she left the loft.

"So he sent you the message," she begins, putting the bags on the kitchen counter and crossing her arms, a smirk on her lips.

"You knew about it?"

"Of course, I suggested it once mom told me she would be out this weekend," she walks to the living room and sits on the couch, crossing her legs and looking up at him as though this was just some casual sex offer.

David trips on something on the floor before he heads down stair and stops in front of her, eyes wide open and hurt.

"You fucking…"

"Hold your tongue inside your mouth, dad," Emma cuts him off by waving her hand and silencing him. David feels he's screaming at the top of his lungs, but no sound comes out. He looks at her angrily as she stands and walks over him in two strides. Emma looks him in the eye, a mischievous glint telling him she's actually enjoying this.

"I wish I had a way to comfort you, but it's not in my interest to comfort you at all right now," her voice is strangely detached and her eyes seem to be so cold she could freeze him right on the spot if she so desired. "Either you accept his conditions or you will be the center of the greatest scandal in Storybrooke history," she grins, shoving him aside as she heads to the kitchen, grabbing her purse and handing him a flash drive.

"What's this?"

"He'll send you a second message this morning and only after reading it you'll be allowed to see what's in this flash drive," she replies, hanging her purse on her left shoulder and heading to the door. "I'm leaving for now, but I'll be back to set everything up for Henry. Until then, think about what he's offering you, it's a good deal for the both of us."

Emma slams the door shut, leaving her father absolutely confused in the middle of the living room. What has this man done to her? Does he have some sort of magic? Why is she siding with him?

David's body falls on the couch like a heavy stone. He stares at the old TV as his head spins and spins. He wasn't expecting to be back stabbed like that by his own daughter, but he also didn't expect to be left without a clear way out of this mess.

He heads upstairs when a faint blipping sound reaches his ears. He knows what it is, but his heart begs him to just fight and take this bastard down, but how will he do that without putting his marriage on the line?

David squeezes his head between his hands trying to find a flicker of hope in the middle of this dark day, but so far there's none. He completely forgot he had amazing sex with Emma when they showered together a couple of hours ago. The only thing in his mind at the moment is her betrayal and his lack of choices. He can't believe he'll have to let a guy actually fuck him. Not even Neal managed to do that, but this time there's no way out for the hero.

He sits on the bed and retrieves his computer from the ground. David sighs deeply, his shoulders slump in defeat as closes his eyes for a moment before he opens the new message.

"Dear Mr. Nolan,

I trust you had a little chat with Emma by now, I think I should've warned you, but I couldn't let the fun of seeing your horrified face being taken away from me. I confess that watching it was hilarious! Please, be a good father and act normal with her, okay? Especially in front of your family, after all we do not want to raise suspicion, do we?

Right now I know you're trying to plot some way to free yourself from your duty, but read this very carefully: you have no way out. You're in my hands and I like the idea that this will be a real fact in two days.

Anyway, in the flash drive Emma gave you is a special clip of you and Emma that I managed to find out amongst all those sex files I snatched from your computer. I was amused at first, but now I want you to watch and let the reality of what awaits you sink in.

So, take note Mr. Nolan, in two days, at 7 o'clock, you'll be knocking on the door of a hidden cottage where I have been meeting with your daughter every day. She'll tell you how to get there. Please, do notice that along the way I will hang some memories for you to cherish as you approach my special place.

And a last reminder, if anything happens to me because you decided to act like a jerk and end my life, Emma has a way to expose you to everyone, and I assure you the fall out will not be pretty.

Come alone Mr. Nolan and prepare your body, mind and soul because everything is about to change once again for you, and I can't wait to be the one responsible for making it happen.

Yours truly,

M."

David's mind is blank and it's like his soul has left his body if that is really possible. There's a buzz in his ears and his hands are shaking so badly he can barely hold his laptop steady. And it's not only Emma's betrayal, but also the fact that he cannot do anything to stop this.

Asking for help isn't an option and when he plugs the flash drive to his computer and watches the 5 minute long clip, David realizes that fighting back is futile. The short clip plays over and over again for the next 30 minutes as he stares blankly to the screen. He takes a shower, dresses up for the rest of the day and watches both videos one last time before deleting the messages and hiding the drive inside the pocket of his pants.

He turns his computer off and goes about his stuff as though nothing has happened, unaware of the fact that a few hours later he would be happily talking to the very man who's planning to put him on his fours and fuck him all night long.

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PS.: Next chapter dear Henry will have his way with grandpa! :D