A/N: So sorry for the long wait! I had some serious writer's block. But it's a long chapter, and there's some Snow and some smut and some sweetness, so enjoy!


Gold was not pleased with Regina. She hadn't finalized making the deal yet, though, so there really wasn't anything he could do to her. And thank goodness he didn't say please.

Regina entered her house and went immediately to the liquor cabinet, pulling out a bottle of scotch and pouring herself a glass. Even when he wasn't angry, Gold exhausted her to no end. She moved to the kitchen as she took a sip and allowed the liquid to slide down her throat and warm her belly.

"Regina?"

"Kitchen," she called to David, who had let himself in the front door. "Hello, handsome." He kissed her quickly before putting the brown paper bags on the counter. She helped him take food out of the bags, noting just how much he'd ordered. "David, how are we supposed to eat all of this? It's just the two of us!"

He laughed and kissed her again. "Chinese leftovers are the best," he told her.

A look of near disgust crossed her face. "Are you serious?"

"As a heart attack," he said. Then he looked at her with realization. "Have you never had Chinese food?"

Regina shook her head with a small laugh. "No, I have not. We only got the Chinese restaurant recently. I haven't had the chance!"

A smile crossed his face. "Well then you're in for a treat."


Regina and David sat on the couch, facing each other, containers of takeout sitting on the coffee table and an episode of How I Met Your Mother on the television. Regina had a box of sweet and sour chicken in her hand and was trying to master the art of using chopsticks.

"I'm going to get this if it kills me," she said. She focused on the utensils in her hand and stuck her tongue out a bit in concentration. David laughed inwardly at the amount of focus Regina had on the task at hand as he easily used his chopsticks to eat another bite of his Kung Pao shrimp. She was adorable like this: so determined to accomplish her task. Her eyes widened a bit as she lifted her hand, a piece of chicken between the two sticks. She smiled like a little kid who just figured out how to tie his shoes before putting the chicken in her mouth and raising her arms in the air triumphantly. He laughed at her excitement. "I did it!" She said after swallowing.

He leaned forward and kissed her. "Good job," he told her.

"It's the little things, right?" She gave him a smirk before kissing him softly, lingering just long enough for him to deepen the kiss. He broke away to put their containers back on the coffee table before returning, climbing on top of her as he continued kissing her. She wrapped his arms around his neck, pulling him closer. His hands crept to her chest, where he started unbuttoning the shirt from the top down. He pushed the fabric to the side, reaching under her bra to thumb a hardening nipple. She let out a groan and pushed his flannel shirt off his shoulders.

Lady started barking when the doorbell rang. "Really?" Regina said.

"Don't answer it," he pleaded as his mouth made contact with the smooth skin of her neck.

"Okay," she said as he moved further down her body. The doorbell rang again, causing David to pause his movements. "They're not going away," she said.

David climbed off of her, and Regina moved to the door, buttoning her shirt as she did.

"Miss Blanchard," Regina said flatly. Seeing the girl twice in one day was two times too many. "How can I help you?"

"Actually, I've got something of a problem."

"Miss Blanchard, just because I agreed to consider your problem with the school budget does not mean you can come soliciting favors from me any time you please."

The girl was taken back a bit. "I-I'm sorry, Regina. I just didn't know who else to ask about this."

"About what, Miss Blanchard?"

"Well, you've probably heard that there's someone new in town."

Ah, yes, Regina thought to herself. She'd heard that a young woman had arrived in town the other day. She hadn't yet had the opportunity to meet her though. She looked at Mary-Margaret, waiting for her to elaborate. "Well," the girl continued "She's going to be living with me, and I was kind of hoping to throw a party for her. A sort of 'welcome to town' thing."

"What does any of this have to do with me?"

"Um, well, I was hoping that maybe we could have the party here." It was more of a question than anything. "I was going to have it at my apartment, but all these people want to come, and I just can't say no. My apartment is too small to accommodate all those people, and I know you've had lots of parties for town events in the past, so I thought it couldn't hurt to ask."

Regina raised an eyebrow. "You want to throw a party at my house for a total stranger?" She asked. "Do I have that right?"

"Uh… yes?"

The mayor let out a huff of air. "When?"

Mary-Margaret hesitated. "Saturday," she said awkwardly.

Regina let out a low chuckle. "Dear, you do realize that is tomorrow, right?"

"Yes, I do," she said. "But it's nothing fancy. You don't have to do a thing. I'll do all the work if you just supply the venue."

Regina inhaled, prepared to spew an insult at the younger woman. "I suppose I can give up a night for that," she instead told her.

A smile lit up the schoolteacher's face. "Really? Oh, thank you so much, Regina!" She threw her arms around the woman but quickly pulled away. "Sorry," she said, her face flushed with embarrassment. "I don't know why I did that."

Regina did.


The new queen made her way throughout the maze of halls in the castle. Since becoming queen, she'd grown accustomed to her loneliness, especially after she sent her mother through the looking glass.

"Mother?"

Regina hadn't even noticed the young girl creeping up beside her. "Snow," she said neutrally.

"Mother, is everything alright?"

"Yes," she lied. "Why wouldn't it be?" She smiled at Snow, but it was empty. The young girl was too naïve to notice, though.

"Mother, when I grow up, I want to be just like you," she said.

No you don't, the queen thought to herself. But she bit her tongue, instead saying, "Why is that, dear?"

"Because you're wonderful," Snow replied simply. "You are beautiful and kind and smart and you wear beautiful dresses all the time and you are really good with horses." She absently grasped her stepmother's hand loosely. "I can't imagine having a better stepmother," she said, leaning her head on Regina's arm as they walked.

The older woman stared blankly ahead, doing everything in her power not to reach over and rip out the young girl's heart.


Regina moved back to the living room, where David was reclining on the couch. She admired the tight-fitting tshirt he was wearing. His muscles were as toned as they were in the Enchanted Forest.

"So, I'm hosting a party tomorrow night," she said.

"Really?" He smiled as he sat up, his hands wandering up her legs to her hips. "Am I invited?"

"Hmm… I don't know. I mean I really don't like you that much," she teased.

He chuckled a little as he unbuttoned her pants, pulling them down a bit. "Well maybe I can change your mind." He winked before gently kissing her abdomen just above the waist of her panties. A hum of approval escaped her lips as her pants fell to the floor. His hands wandered back up to her backside, giving it a squeeze as he looked up at her, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips.

His right hand slid back around to her front, when it reached her hip he began to move it incredibly slowly toward her sex. The gentle touch of his fingers moving down her thigh made her tingle, the wetness between her legs increasing tremendously. His hand finally found her center and he rubbed her through her soaked panties. After a moment, he pushed aside the silk fabric and slowly thrust two fingers into her pussy, He placed another kiss on her abdomen, his tongue licking the skin there.

"God, David," she whispered as her head fell back. Her hand ran through his hair, gently gripping it, begging for his mouth to join his fingers.

"Patience, Regina," he teased as his fingers curled, sliding deliciously over her g-spot. A growl emitted from her throat. He removed his fingers—much to her dismay—but then grabbed her hips and pivoted so she was reclining on the couch and he was on the floor on his knees. His fingers hooked in the waist of her undergarments and pulled them off roughly. Then his mouth contacted her center eagerly, quickly finding her most sensitive spot, where he gently bit down, making her shudder and let out a cry of pleasure.

"Oh, fuck, David," she said, squirming as he continued to pleasure her with his mouth. Her breathing began to speed up as he continued his ministrations. He pressed his two fingers into her again and shifted so that his thumb was rubbing her sensitive nub. He lightly nipped at the inside of her thighs before moving up to her mouth, kissing her roughly as she approached her climax.

"Come for me, Regina," he moaned into her mouth. It was too much for her to take. He moved is lips to her neck as she climaxed, her body shaking as she cried out his name.

Her hips writhed against his hand as she came down from her orgasm, his mouth having moved to hers once more, their tongues slowly, passionately moving together. "So," he said, breaking the kiss "Can I come to the party now?"

"I think we can find room on the guest list for you somewhere," she whispered as her hand snaked down his body and gripped his already hard member through his jeans.

He groaned at the contact, so she easily unbuttoned his pants and entered them with her hand, stroking his erection slowly. Her lustful eyes bore into his, and he couldn't control himself. He pulled open her blouse roughly, the buttons flying off as he pulled her to him. Her hand left his dick as she let the shirt fall down her arms, her bra following suit shortly after, leaving her completely naked on the couch.

He kissed her hard, and she pulled away just enough to say, "You, dear, are overdressed."

He chuckled lightly. "Well maybe we should do something about that." He pulled away and tugged his shirt over his head, revealing those toned muscles she loved so much. She groaned audibly at the sight, causing him to smirk. "Like what you see?" He asked before pushing his pants to the floor and stepping out of them.

She chuckled. "Shut up," she teased as his mouth pressed to hers. They shifted so she was lying on her back. He kissed down her neck to her chest until his mouth found her right nipple, which hardened even more at the contact. He moved to the other, making sure to give it equal attention.

David felt Regina's hands tugging at his boxers. He pulled away and opened his mouth to speak, but she stopped him. "Patience has never been my strong suit, Mr. Nolan," she whispered huskily.

"Well then I won't keep you waiting," he said with a wink.

She could've cum right there. God he's so sexy. In a flash his boxers were gone and he was lining himself up with her entrance.

"Oh, god," she moaned as he filled her, thrusting into her hard and fast. "Yes, David," she breathed, her climax quickly building inside of her. He pressed his mouth to hers, kissing her passionately as they found a rhythm. He felt her walls contract around him as her orgasm hit her hard.

He continued thrusting into her, his own orgasm ready to explode, but he held back as his thumb met her clit, rubbing it and quickly bringing her back to the brink. They were both so close, and David moaned the last thing Regina thought she'd ever hear.

"God, I love you."

At that moment, they both went over the edge, Regina's eyes widened at the revelation he'd had in the midst of their encounter. Through heavy breaths, Regina managed to say, "You love me?"

He looked down at her, his chest heaving. Then his eyes widened like hers. "I did say that, didn't I?"

They both began laughing as he recalled the words he'd accidentally said. But when they stopped laughing, she looked up at him curiously. "Do you?"

He blinked a few times before exhaling. "I do," he said with a light chuckle. "Yes, I love you."

She smiled up at him. Regina never thought she'd ever hear someone say that again unless somehow Daniel came back. This man who hated her—granted, he hated her in a life he couldn't remember, but still—loved her.

"I—" She stuttered. She never stuttered, but something about him made her lose her ability to speak properly. She swallowed, regaining her composure. "I love you too," she said, choking back tears.

He smiled down at her and kissed her again happily. She finally remembered what it was like to be loved.


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