Not my favorite chapter, but enjoy ;) Consensual parent/child incest. Don't like it, don't read it.

When Henry and Regina were finished with dinner, Henry helped Regina do the dishes, and when she was drying the last of the pans, he moved to stand behind her, his hands on her hips as he kissed down her neck, licking the hickey he'd left there. "It was pretty hot that grandma saw your hickey and has no idea I'm the one who gave it to you," his whispered huskily into her ear.

"Henry," Regina said softly, her voice almost in a whine. "Sweetheart, you're… you do not behave very well, do you?" Turning around to face him, she looked up to him, watching his green eyes as he looked her over hungrily. "Haven't had enough yet today?"

"Of your body? No."

Sighing softly, she answered, "You are a smooth talker."

Henry chuckled and leaned down, and with his lips hovering over hers he whispered, "Or you could just accept the truth of it. You could just believe that I really can't imagine myself ever getting enough of your body… of your skill." Regina responded by closing the small gap between their lips, kissing him hard and rough. His hands moved instinctively up her body and he caressed her breasts through her soft shirt. Pushing his erection against her, Henry growled into the kiss, wanting to take her right here in the kitchen, but knowing that he couldn't—not without a shower or a condom. Still, he picked her up and set her on the counter next to the sink, letting his lips wander down her jaw and neck, biting her pulse point before sucking on it softly.

Regina held the back of his head, wanting him to keep his mouth on her neck, and she dropped her head back to give him more space. Reaching down, she unzipped his zipper in one and hand pulled his cock out through the hole in his boxers and the space for his zipper. Being careful to make sure the metal wasn't rubbing against him, she wrapped her hand around his hardness and began pumping his entire length as he kissed her neck and shoulder.

The doorbell ringing had her shoving him away from her, hissing, "Go upstairs and get in the shower."

"What? What if it's someone for me?"

"Henry," Regina scolded. "You hardly look presentable for company, just go. I'll take care of it. Watching as he shoved himself back into his pants and sprinted up the stairs, Regina checked herself in the mirror, making herself as presentable as possible, though it still wasn't good enough, then made her way to the door slowly opening it and seeing Emma. Offering a smile, she greeted her. "Emma, how are you?"

"Fine, you look… good for someone who wasn't feeling well earlier," Emma commented, a confused look on her face at Regina's slightly mussed appearance.

"Yes, I… had a migraine and it was making me nauseated."

"Can I come in?"

"Oh, yes, how rude of me," she answered, pausing to make sure she could hear the shower running. "Please come in." Regina stepped aside to allow the blonde entrance. Once Emma was in the foyer, Regina closed the door and led her to the kitchen.

"Where's Henry?"

"He is taking a shower, I believe."

"Gotcha. Well, I just wanted to bring this by," Emma said, offering Regina a paper bag. "It's some of his favorite snacks that he didn't get to buy since he left early because of Neal."

"How is Neal feeling now?"

"Better. It was really just the ride and the sugar."

"Snow should have known better," Regina teased. "I'm sure Neal had plenty of candy last night from Halloween."

"Henry was the one who agreed to the ride."

"Which is why most nineteen year olds in this world don't have children," Regina retorted, earning a chuckle from Emma.

"Yeah. God, can you imagine if Henry got some girl pregnant?"

"Don't even say that. He's way too young to be a father!" Regina snapped, causing Emma to tilt her head sideways.

"I was just making a joke."

Nodding, Regina pursed her lips. "I know, I'm sorry. I just want him to have everything, I want him to have time and the life he wants," she told Emma. "And I don't want him to have to make the choice you made or deal with a girl who would want to make that choice, or anything."

"I do understand that. Giving him up was the hardest decision I ever had to make. Or maybe it was the easiest because I knew he would be better off, but you're right, I wouldn't wish that decision on my son."

"Did he tell you he's on the Dean's list?" Regina asked, searching for a change of subject.

"Yeah. He has to be getting that from you."

"So, where is Jack?"

"Oh, he went home ahead of me," Emma answered, After hesitating a moment, she spoke again. "Is that… is Jack really why he doesn't ever want to stay at my house?"

"I… I don't know, Emma. He hasn't really talked to me about Jack. Henry sees that he makes you happy, so even if he doesn't like him, he certainly isn't going to say anything about that. But… I think maybe he just likes the comfort of the room he grew up in most of the time and this house is a lot bigger. He has his own bathroom and you know, he just needs his personal space and I think the spaciousness of the house does that for him."

"If you're sure. I just… I would never stay with someone who made Henry uncomfortable, no matter how much I love Jack."

"Do you want me to ask him?"

"Uh, yeah, that would be cool."

"I'll do that, then."

"Hey, are you baking for the competition tomorrow?"

"Maybe, I hadn't planned on it, but I'll see how much time I have."

"Alright, well, I'm gonna go. Just make sure to give Henry the bag of goodies," Emma said awkwardly.

"Of course, Emma. Thank you for bringing it by," Regina answered, smiling and finding herself relaxing slightly. "It was nice having all of you over for breakfast. I'm sure Henry would rather eat with everyone in the morning, rather than just me. Would you like to meet at Granny's tomorrow? I'll send Snow a message for them all to meet us as well. If you'd like, I mean."

"Yeah, no, that sounds great."

Once Emma was gone, Regina locked the door and leaned back against it. She was on edge from the conversation, something with Emma seemed off and Regina immediately wondered if it was about her. Before she could think of it anymore, she saw Henry walking around the curve of the stairs.

"You coming up, mom?" he asked with a smirk.

Head shooting up in response to his deep voice and eager tone, Regina sighed softly, then decided to relax, letting a smile cross her face. Pushing off the door, Regina started walking up the stairs, meeting Henry halfway up the staircase. She stiffened slightly when he tossed an arm around her shoulder and led her upstairs to her bedroom.

When they were in the bedroom, Henry began pulling at her clothes, undressing her and Regina let him, lifting her arms when he tugged her shirt up. When she was down to her panties and bra, Henry lifted her, pushing her back against the door as he kissed down her neck and across her chest. When he slid one hand into her panties, Regina bucked into his touch and sobered.

"Stop, stop," she breathed. "Talk first, sex later."

Breathing heavily against her skin, Henry chuckled, "Sex first, talk later."

"Sweetheart, no," Regina answered, pushing Henry away and unwrapping her legs from him, letting them down. "Emma was… c'mon, we can even lay in bed while we talk."

Henry nodded, watching as she moved to the bed in her dark lingerie and he pulled off the pajama bottoms he had on, leaving him in his boxers as he climbed into bed after her, laying on his back, slightly propped up on pillows.

"So then, what do we need to talk about?"

"For starters," Regina began. "Your mom wants to know if there is something you legitimately dislike about Jack and if that's why you never stay there."

"If she only knew," he answered, moving one hand down her spine.

"Henry, you need to stay there sometimes if we're going to keep this up. Nobody can ever know."

"I know, mom, I know. I'm not going to tell anyone," he agreed, pulling her closer to him so she was laying half on top of him. "You know, I really like you half naked. Naked is better, but this is a pretty close second."

"Henry, please," she whispered.

"Fine. I will stay with her at least a week out of my stay at Christmas."

"Good boy," Regina teased, leaning up to kiss him.

"What else did you want to talk about?"

"What we almost discussed earlier," she answered, shrugging easily.

"Oh? Do you mean how I can make you come so quickly and so hard?" Henry asked, leaning down to whisper it huskily into her ear.

"Yes," she breathed, her voice coming out thick and her cheeks reddening slightly.

"I've been with a few girls. It's not a big deal."

"No, and I don't generally ask for sexual histories. I just can't stop my curiosity when it comes to you."

"I lost my virginity to Grace when we were sixteen. I've been with two other girls, one when I was new to college, and with her it was just the once, and then the other one was the beginning of last year, and it was fun enough, but she wanted more and I didn't want to be tied down."

"No? Why not?"

"Because you taught me ambition and that's what I'm going for."

"Good."

"Good?"

"Mmhmm," she hummed back, smiling softly at him.

"Does my behavior grant me sex?" he asked, flipping them over so she was on her back beneath him. Her response was a heated kiss, pressing her mouth hard against his. Pulling away, he bent his neck and bit her nipple through the lace of her bra. When she moaned, he repeated the action to her other breast, sliding one hand beneath her and unsnapping her bra. Henry pushed himself up to hover over her and kissed his way down her body, sliding her panties off and licking her clit, causing her to buck up.

He kissed her pussy, licking her wetness and letting his tongue slide into her core. She whimpered beneath him, moving her hips against him several times before she gently tugged his hair. "Come on, up here," she breathed.

Henry obeyed, moving up her body and kissing her quickly. "Turn over."

Listening to him, Regina turned over, getting ready to rest herself on all fours, but Henry just lifted her hips up and put a hand on her back to keep her upper body down. He gripped his cock at her entrance, pushing into her slowly and steady until he pumped into her with ease. Henry pushed her hips down so they were hardly raised off the bed, their legs tangled together and his hands balled into fists next to her. Slowly, he thrust into her, their bodies moving together perfectly and Regina began rolling her hips back against him.

She could barely move beneath him, his weight secure and warm against her. Her body quivered with his gentleness, and she whimpered as he moved inside her, though she wanted more. Henry seemed to enjoy this position though, so she stayed with him for as long as she could until the pressure was building too much and she needed to come. Regina pressed up onto her hands, grinning as Henry pulled her hips up so she was on all fours.

"Fuck me, hard, Henry," she begged. And Henry complied, pounding into her hard and fast. Raising his right hand, he smacked down on her ass, watching as her flesh reacted, turning pink under his hand. "Again," she breathed. Raising his left hand this time, he smacked her harder, rubbing her ass gently afterward. Henry moved his right hand around her hip to find her clit, moving his fingers in quick circles against it.

"You know I love your ass," Henry growled, spanking her again. As he pounded into her hard and fast, he matched his fingers with the pace and moved his free hand up underneath her, grabbing her nipple and rolling it between his fingers. "I'm already close, come for me. Come for me mom so I can come for you."

His words sent warm chills through her body and she met his thrusts harder than before until she was ready to come. Muscles tensing, she stilled, her limbs locking in place as they quivered with the tightness of her release. Regina felt Henry buck into her erratically a few more times before he too was finishing, his groans making her shiver. He pressed her down, pulling out and collapsing half on top of her. Henry pulled the duvet over them, keeping himself against her back and wrapping an arm around her waist.

"I love you, mom," he whispered, his voice heavy and tired.

Regina turned her neck so she could look at his face, his sleepy expression and closed eyes making her smile. "I love you too, sweetheart."