two in one day! yay...ratings changed to M, please review xxx
David woke to a slight shriek and a thump to the chest by an unidentified limb, opening his eyes and squinting in the darkness of Regina's bedroom. He turned his head to look at her beside of him and saw her up on her elbows staring directly at him with wild eyes. When his sight adjusted he saw sweat beading at her brow and her chest heaving as if she'd woken up from a nightmare. She'd somehow worked herself out of her blazer and was in a sleeveless white camisole that was sticking to her skin from her fever.
"Regina-" He began, thinking she may have slept through the worst of it. This was good, maybe it wouldn't hit her as hard as it had him before.
"Robin!" She said in a near sob, reaching up to cup his face quickly, "I had the worst dream - Hades, he," She swallowed hard, looking into his eyes intently. His heart twisted at the love and fear he saw in her whiskey depths, never witnessing such a vlunerable expression on her face. He imagined for a moment what it was like to have been Robin and how nice it would be to see that soft side of her regularly, but right now it was making his heart ache. Right now it just showed him how much Robin had meant to her and how heartbroken she must've been to lose him.
."Are you alright? Are you really here?" Regina scrambled across the small space between them, coming to straddle his lap as she continued to hold his face, looking at him worriedly, "Robin, say something."
David swallowed hard, watching anguish twist her features as he let his hands rest lightly on her hips. Playing into it felt wrong but he also knew that denying being Robin would simply confuse her more and could send her into an even darker place mentally. He couldn't bring himself to break her heart so he reached up and grasped her wrist gently, "I'm here, shh, it's okay."
"Thank god," She let out a pent up breath and collapsed into him, burying her face into his neck. Her body was small ontop of his, her arms snaking around his middle between him and the pillows he was propped on, her legs bent and folded under her on each side of his thighs, her bottom resting on his lap - but he couldn't dwell on that right now. "I was so scared," She murmured into his ear, practically glued to him at this point.
He let his hands run over her sides and to her back, holding her against him, "Shh, it's okay, go back to sleep," He said calmly, running a hand up to cup the back of her head, fingers playing in her hair. It was damp with sweat and he was sure she was running a high grade fever as the enchantment worked its way through her body.
David found himself somewhat awestruck at how small and vulnerable the once Evil Queen felt in his arms. He felt her tremble slightly, the hitch of her breath every few moments from emotion, the salt of her tears against the skin of his neck. It made every fiber of his being want to shield her from any pain and harm she may face, past or present.
He understood now why Robin was so quick to protect her. It didn't matter how fierce or menacing Regina may seem on the outside; when you saw the woman behind the mask, this soft little ball of love in his lap, you'd lay down your life for her without question. Seeing this version of her without her carefully built walls made him realize just how much of a farce her Evil Queen persona had been. Deep down she was just a heartbroken woman who needed love and reassurance. She was human.
His thoughts lingered on Regina and her life, feeling her slowly calm down and her breathing return to normal. She soon became dead weight against him and he realized she'd fallen back to sleep much to his relief. He held her still, rubbing her back gently as her head rested in the crook of his neck. He wondered how long it had been since she'd had someone to hold and comfort her. He imagined it had to of been Robin. He didn't know much about her life in Seattle but he knew she didn't seem to mourn Facilier the way she did Robin, so he couldn't imagine their relationship was much more than a physical one.
Before he'd always thought of her as somewhat uptight or shut down when it came to intimacy. The only person he'd seen her be soft with was Henry and she melted for him of course, but he couldn't imagine her being vulnerable in a romantic relationship. He couldn't picture her giving up control or trusting someone else in the way necessary between a couple. But the way she held onto him thinking he was Robin, the way she clung to him so desperately, made him realize how very wrong he'd been. He'd only paid attention to the version of her she'd let everyone see, not who she could be with a partner. Right now she was raw and open and he felt guilty for seeing her like this, knowing she'd never of been without the enchantment.
Just as he considered rolling her back onto the bed he felt her begin to fidget again and a small distressed noise sound from her closed mouth. He ran his hand to her upper back to comfort her but it only seemed to distress her more as she jerked under his touch, "Regina..." He murmured trying to calm her as he felt her begin to panick and throw her limbs.
"No-" She cried into his neck reaching to grab for his wrists pulling his hands off of her, "Not tonight, please no," Her words twisted in his gut, giving him a sickening feeling as she threw herself off of him and stood from the bed in a stumble, swaying slightly in the darkness. Suddenly she looked young and defenseless as she glanced around the room as if she were trying to find a place to run and hide. This was nothing like the Regina he knew that would stand up and fight any threat that came her way. This was the girl Regina, the one who suffered without the protection the Evil Queen who had not yet been born.
He moved to swing his legs off of the bed and stand to help her but she only jumped back, "I'll scream," She warned him with wild eyes, rounding to the other side of the bed to put distance between them, "Snow will hear me."
"Regina, it's okay it's-" He could tell she was reliving a bad memory and it clicked when she mentioned Snow. He swallowed hard as he realized that she thought he was Leopold and his stomach turned at the fear he saw in her, imagining just what the man had done to make her react that way. He didn't know much about their marriage but the look in her eyes told him everything he needed to know. She was a young woman married off to a man old enough to be her grandfather, of course she had been unhappy, but the added element of Leopold's apparent cruelty made him sIck and angry for her.
"Stay away from me, I told you last time-" Her voice wavered as she pointed a finger at him and he made the mistake of taking a step forward, "I'll kill you!" She growled and hurled a fire ball towards his head that he barely missed by ducking. It hit some items on the dresser behind her and luckily burnt out before catching anything on fire. His heart began to pound in his ears when he looked back at the burnt trail, realizing it may be much harder than he thought to get her through this.
"I'm not going to hurt you," David said holding his hands up looking across the bed from her, her face illuminated by the moonlight from the window, "Regina, it's me David, not Leopold. You're safe."
She was visibly trembling now, a hand resting over her stomach as she stared daggers at him. He could tell she was confused and didn't know what was going on, his statement bringing her from her rage as she tried to process what was happening. "D-David?"
"David Nolan," He nodded reaffirmingly, slowly beginning to round the bed, "Regina it's okay, you're having a bad reaction to some magic but I'm here, you'll be okay."
She nodded slowly and trustingly as he saw her eyes shift, seeming to recognize him and believe him. He was able to round the corner of the bed and pull her into an embrace before she seemed to slip into a sleep again, collapsing against him.
"David?" A small voice woke him from his light sleep, making him wonder how he'd even dozed off with everything that happened. She was still in his arms facing him now but when his eyes adjusted and he could see her, he knew she was back in her right mind and he was instantly shocked she hadn't torn herself from his embrace.
"Hey, how are you feeling?" He asked as he reached up to push a piece of her hair from her face. She wasn't resisting him or making any effort to move from his arms so he was going to comfort her any way he could, especially after witnessing her relive the traumas she'd experienced.
"Like I've been run over," She raised a brow slightly, her voice a little hoarse but a faint smile gracing her lips as she tried to make a joke, "What, no 'I told you so'?"
"No," He smiled weakly back at her, resting his hand against the side of his face, letting his thumb stroke over her cheekbone.
"Thank you," Regina replied, her voice somewhat wobbly and her expression saying much more than she could convey with words. He could tell she was aware he'd taken her to a safe place and stayed with her through the magic and was grateful.
"I told you, I'm your friend, Regina," David nodded seriously, knowing the term failed them at the moment. They were cocooned under the covers of her bed, limbs entangled in one another and he was touching her so tenderly. No, the term 'friends' wasn't what you'd call this but then again he wasn't sure what it was and right now wasn't the time to discuss it. "I'm here for you."
"I just...I'm not used to-" She bit down on her bottom lip and her gaze shifted, glossing over with emotion she was trying to control, "I'm not used to people seeing the ugliness inside of me and not running away."
"I don't see anything ugly," David frowned, running his hand into her hair gently, "I see pain and heartbreak," He referred to a few hours ago, "And I've seen the way you've handled it over the years, but nothing about you is ugly. Regina you're human."
"I'm a human whose done terrible things...a lot of them to you," She raised a brow and he could see the self doubt lingering in her eyes.
"And I've done terrible things back to you," David frowned guiltily, "Look how I've treated you the past year, like my own personal punching back. As far as I'm concerned we're even, Regina. I'm no better than you, I never was."
"At least you admit it now," She retorted but he could tell the way her eyes glistened and softened that his words mant a lot to her. Classic Regina using humor to deflect from her own emotions. She must be feeling herself again. "It's just people either find me to be too much or they get hurt by their association with me. I know things are different now - I have so many people who love me but...they also look to me for comfort and strength and guidance...I don't have many people who can witness me have a weak moment without it making them uncomfortable."
"I can handle it," David reassured her, "You deserve a safe place to unravel more than anyone. And god knows you've witnessed me lose it. Everyone else has their happy ending - a partner to share the ups and downs with. We can be that person for each other. After all who else here has been fighting for happiness as long as we have? We've been in this since the beginning, we've got history the others don't understand."
"It's nice to see you again, Charming," Regina smiled up at him genuinely as if she was seeing him for the first time in months. And she was right, he hadn't been this open or genuine or intimate with another person since Snow died. He stared at her for a moment and wondered just what it meant that she was the one he now shared this side of himself with, that she was the person bringing it out in him.
"It's good to be back..." He watched her with a hint of a smile before deciding he needed some time to decipher his feelings before he said much else, "Why don't we get some sleep? It's been a long night," David raised an eyebrow, pulling the covers up over them higher. "Then tomorrow we can go back to getting on eachother's nerves."
"Deal," Regina smiled tiredly, resting her head back down on her pillow, their bodies still too close to be considered friendly but neither of them daring mention it. "Goodnight Charming."
"Goodnight, Regina."
Regina felt the warmth of the morning light coming through the window and her whole body tingling under the covers. She was dreaming of course, but this dream was especially good as in it she was curled around the body of a man and her stomach was tight with arousal. The familiar yet long absent feeling of a rough, hard body against her own soft one felt delcious and she lifted a bent leg higher over the man who slept on his side, bringing her swollen sex closer to his strained pants.
Her body was begging for friction and she chased the feeling freely in the dream, whimpering a little when she curled her hips and brushed her core against his thigh. She throbbed for more, her hand brushing against a strong arm as she nuzzled closer to his big frame, both of them on their sides facing each other. Her fingertips trailed down the length of his forearm, sliding over his hand and knuckles, pulling it against her stomach as she curled against his body again in a catlike motion roll of her hips.
His hand splayed against her stomach and her hips jerked in response, mewling again as his fingertips brushed against the edge of her pants. She encouraged him by nudging his hand past her waistband into her panties, taking a sharp breath when his fingertips brushed her throbbing clit. Her hand stayed ontop of his, pushing his fingers into her slit as she began to work her hips against his hand slowly, whimpering with each movement.
The rocking of her hips became firmer and more needy as the tension grew in her abdomen. She felt herself becoming close and when he pressed his fingertips more firmly against her, her own audible cry of pleasure made her eyes pop open. Immediately awakened, a sudden jolt of reality hit her in the chest when she came face to face with an equally bewildered David. This was in no way just a pleasant dream.
His hand remained in her pants but he kept still, his eyes as wide and as confused as hers, lips parted slightly. They were both frozen in shock for a moment at the predicament they'd woken up in. She noticed his baby blues were a slightly deeper shade and realized he was also aroused and had just come to himself.
"Regina...?" He looked at her rather questioningly with a hint of worry, making her remember that she had encountered magic and he was most likely trying to determine if she was in her right mind or not. Her heart beat faster when she gave a nod to let him know she was back to herself and the stillness of his fingers against her made her threaten to explode. She had a decision to make and she felt the primal part of her winning.
"Don't stop," Her breathy words betrayed her when she opened her mouth and his pupils blew wide with desire, his hand instantly beginnning to move between her legs. Her lips parted in heavy breathing as his fingertips stroked her clit, his firm circles giving her the friction she had craved for so long now. He was skilled with his hand and it made her dizzy to think what he was capable of if he had her this aroused already.
"Yes, keep going-" She gasped moving her hips with his hand pressing her forehead into his chest, "Oh-fuck!" Her free hand moved to grasp at his back through his shirt, using it as leverage to move her bottom half against him.
David groaned when he pushed two fingers into her entrance, his thumb replacing their absence on her clit. This was a terrible idea but she hadn't been able to deny herself, not when she'd opened her eyes to see him looking at her just as hungrily as she felt. Not when he'd started to pleasure her immediately after she'd asked him to and he knew she had consented. It had been too long since someone had touched her and she was too far gone, she needed to cum and she'd been denying how much she'd wanted him to be the one to make her.
There was no sound other than her strained moans and her embarassingly wet sex as he pumped his fingers slowly, thumb rubbing her swollen bundle of nerves. She came embarrasingly fast, muscles clenching around his fingers as she convulsed and cried out into his chest, her thigh draped over his side and her nails digging into his back. Her hips jerked and her body rolled against him, tremors slivering down her legs from her core as David's hand remained nestled between her legs during the come down.
Her senses came flooding back to her as the aftershocks from her orgasm slowly faded and she immediately became afraid to lift her head from her chest. What had they just done? What had she let happen?
"Regina?" She heard him ask quietly, his own breath heavy on her hair, his own arousal still evident in his strained voice.
She swallowed hard and tilted her head back to meet his gaze, "David..."