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Chapter 09

I Wanna Be your Dog

Now I'm ready to close my eyes; and now I'm ready to close my mind

And now I'm ready to feel your hand; and lose my heart on the burning sands

And now I wanna be your dog;And now I wanna be your dog

Now I wanna be your dog

Emma's Room

When Emma noticed that Regina had fallen asleep, it was about 17:13. From then, she had hardly managed any self-control. It was early morning when she and the mayor had started fucking like horny teenagers. They couldn't get enough of each other until the brunette had just closed her eyes on top of the blonde after having come her last strength away. Emma had rolled her to the side of her tiny single bed but couldn't sleep. Her fingers were still tingling and she couldn't stop thinking about the hundreds of times that she had felt Regina's inner walls contracting around them. She had no idea how good it could feel; to fuck a woman, to thrust inside of her and hear those feminine moans against her face, her breasts, her ears. She looked at the clock again. It was 17:45, and Regina had her naked body half covered with the white sheets as the sun was setting outside the window. Emma needed to get out of that room or she would end up waking up and fucking the exhausted Queen again.

As she got up from the bed and put on the same pink slippers that she was wearing that morning, she just took another look at the Mayor. She had one of her boobs completely uncovered, as well as a good part of her hips and a whole leg. Emma couldn't avoid going in her direction again like a bug to the light. Very lightly, she pressed her right palm over the exposed nipple. '… Fuck I love this feeling so much' she thought to herself. But she needed to stop; she wanted to give Regina her much earned rest after fucking literally all day.

'Do you want more, already, dear?' A lazy voice talked to her. She had been so absorbed in Regina's body that she didn't pay attention as the mayor opened her eyes. Regina, with Emma's palm still above her breast, started to stretch herself as elegant as a cat with a smile on her face.

'How do you…?' Emma started to say before the mayor talk again.

'Please, I could feel your stare' She started to say as she raised herself on her elbows, which exposed her other breast and led Emma's hand to her belly. Emma felt a throb between her legs. Again.

'Do you want another taste?' Regina teased, now standing on her knees on the small mattress. Emma went closer to her immediately and grabbed her boobs one more time, first gingerly but turning rough quickly, and it took the sheriff a couple of heavy breaths before she kissed Regina again. She felt the brunette smiling against her mouth, her nipples going hard against her hands. Regina just pulled her by her hips bringing her closer to her body, tearing her own legs apart to fit them around Emma's thigh. As they fell in the bed, the mayor started to crave her nails on Emma's back again, scratching almost the same places that she had scratched all day long.

'Ouch… it hurts Regina…' Emma whispered between the kiss but her voice wasn't exhaling in a pained tone. It was desire, no doubt. And Regina knew it.

'Scratching is useful for me' she just said, doing it again. And Emma realized that when Regina did it, she automatically applies a little more pressure between the mayor's very wet thighs, which caused an amazing moan from her mouth.

'I get it' she said. 'Do you like it like this?' She asked, pushing her thigh harder against the Mayor's center and feeling the mayor's heavy breath against her face, in a mute moan. 'Do you want to treat me like a horse? That you can just tighten the reins and bring me in the direction that pleases you the most?'

'Yessssssss' she said, without air in her throat. One more scratch on her back was enough for Emma to go deeper, pulling her thigh even harder against Regina's dripping pussy. 'You need to learn how I like it' Regina said, pushing herself even more strongly against her. 'I won't… mmmm, break dear…'.

'So you want it rough Regina. I can make it rough' she said with an unbearable urge to stick her fingers inside her lover again.

'Stop talking and just fuck me' Regina said already moving her hips up and down making Emma's thigh wet too.

'I will Regina. But there's one thing'…

XxX

Regina was on all fours, completely naked on her hands and knees in front of Emma. The blonde was just running her fingertips next to the mayor's entrance. 'Fuck Regina you look so hot from here, I wish you could see yourself' she said as she brought one finger to Regina's opening and rested it there. Regina tried to move back to encounter the finger, desperate for some friction but Emma didn't allow her to. 'Somebody is very eager, huh?' She said, moving her finger away but still letting it rest next to the place that Regina wanted it most, torturing.

Regina contained the impulse to groan; she was getting pissed but she still wanted that fuck to happen. The mayor had never imagined that one day she would be glad to do it in this position. It was so submissive, completely not her style. Leopold had tried to do this to her an amount of times, but she had never collaborated with the position so he eventually stopped trying and contented himself with the dry fuck on top of her that was the only thing that he could get. But now it was different. She wanted Emma entering her and subjugating her, owning her.

'Don't be mad love, you just need to be a good girl and I will give you what you want. Be a good dog. Collaborate with me and I'll fuck you and make you come and moan in the way you like… as much as you like…'. Emma said with a horny drunk voice as she very slowly rubbed Regina's clit with one finger.

The queen was ready to protest. She wanted to tell Emma to go fuck herself but as she felt the ray of electricity emerging from her center for the rest of her body she just moaned again. 'mmmmm… just…. Fucking do it'.

Emma was still contemplating the whole picture. She had done it with a bunch of male lovers before. She had stayed on all fours and let them thrust their cocks inside of her in the way that they wanted to; she used to love doing it in this position with men; when they pulled her hair and went inside and out of her mercilessly. But she had always asked herself why the men liked that so much, and now she realized. She thought how badly she wanted to have a cock in that moment, a big hard one, to thrust inside Regina and make her scream.

'You don't need it' the queen said, trying to catch her fingers again, pushing her butt against Emma's hand. 'You're just… mmmm, perfect… please…'

Was she right? Had she said it out loud or had Regina just read her mind…? She didn't have more time to think about it when she felt the hot smooth flesh inside Regina. She stuck one finger in very slowly.

'Fuuuuck' Regina whispered. 'You like that, huh?' Emma said as she added another finger inside her and started a slow torture in and out of Regina.

She had one hand holding firmly at Regina's hip and the other working on her pussy. 'Why are you so quiet now?' She said, almost stopping her movement. 'I know that you are enjoying it. I can feel it in my hands' she said, curling her fingers inside her.

'Shut…mmmm oh god… shut the f- fuck up' Regina was trying to maintain her dignity but it was too good, too fucking good, to make it stop just for the sake of her pride.

'I won't…' Emma said, slapping her perfect ass while Regina moaned again. 'And you will start talking too' the blonde started to accelerate her motion, moving her hips against her hand inside Regina.

'Do you want one more?' She said as Regina was doing her best to not scream. 'All you have to do is ask. Ask Regina'… She said, curving herself the closest that she could to the Mayor's ear.

'Give me more' Regina said in an almost inaudible tone. Emma didn't. 'Regina, dear, what is it?' She asked with a wicked smile.

'More…' She just repeated in the same low tone. 'More? What do you want, my Queen?'She said with a really deep thrust.

'Give me more!' Regina exploded. 'Just fuck me hard!' she said, not controlling her hips anymore. That was all that Emma needed to hear.

'Regina you're so tight… you're holding my fingers so badly…' She said, adding the third one. Yes, Regina was tight and the more she felt her walls being stretched by the sheriff, the more fingers she wanted inside of her. She kept moving her hips forward and back to meet Emma's thrusts. The blond was too horny as she grabbed Regina's dark sweaty hair and pulled her even closer and harder against her fingers.

'Oh good… don't s- st…' Regina couldn't even talk anymore. Her body was not hearing her at all. She was contracting involuntarily and her legs were following their own rhythm.

Emma pulled her hair with more strength. 'Shhhh it's ok love, do you want to come?'. She whispered, rubbing her thumb against Regina very hard and swollen clit. 'yessss please…' Regina murmured.

'So… just answer one more question…' Emma said, still withholding Regina's orgasm. Regina just let out an impatient moan from her throat.

'Who owns you Regina?' She asked with a malicious grin that, thanks god, Regina couldn't see from where she was. 'Stop it… Emma, I won't do it'. She said, gasping. 'Oh, what a shame my love, you got so close…' The blonde said, maintaining a warm rhythm that didn't allow Regina to get her climax. The brunette was so angry, but so fucking turned on at the same time... She felt her chest aching with the need to cum. 'Just say one word…you can do it' Emma continues torturing her.

Regina lost it. 'You…. Fuck'; 'What Regina?' 'You… fucking you… you stupid bitch…' Emma smirked. She accelerated a little bit, and Regina gave a really loud moan. 'You own me Emma… fucking God… it's you…' Regina said in a hoarse voice while she pushed herself against Emma, who was going faster and faster. 'Harder... harder!' She kept screaming.

That was enough to bring Emma to the edge too. She was so horny that she almost came as well as Regina shook and came, feeling her knees and elbows growing weak, screaming 'You! You! You!'

XxX

She collapsed on the bed with Emma still on top of her from behind. Her fingers were still trapped inside her; both women looking for air.

Still above the Queen, Emma thought about how every time that she had stayed at Regina's place before, every fucking time, couldn't be compared to this one. She liked that. She liked fucking, being in control, seeing it from the top. Yeah, now she could understand the horny madness of the whole bunch of men that she had already fucked.

As soon as the mayor caught her breath, Emma just grabbed her by her hips another time, making her stand on all fours again. Before Regina could protest, she started thrusting, slowly and lightly to get Regina's sensitive flesh ready one more time. It would be a long, long night, but Regina wasn't complaining at all.

Charming's living room. Two days later - Night

'This is not normal…' Mary Margaret started to say as she sat down with a mug of tea in her hands. Charming sat next to her despite the cigarette that she had just lit.

'My love… I think our daughter will give you a lung cancer if you keep doing this'. He said, not completely joking, but also not completely serious.

It was the third day that Regina had arrived at their house in the morning, leaving Emma's room just at night. She would come in and leave without even looking at the couple's faces, but always with a half smile in the corner of her mouth. She was more beautiful each day; all that sex that she was having with their daughter was definitely doing good for her.

'I mean… they aren't even working this week… ´ she said before a long drag.

'You need to talk with her David. Do something' she said, looking at him.

'Me? Why me? This is literary a girl's issue' He tried to sound funny, but failed.

'Love?' She said. 'Yes'. He answered.

'Did I make Emma alone with my fingers?'

'Snow! W-what… of course no…' He was really surprised by the way that she had talked.

'So, I suppose that you were there too' She replied before another long drag. He remained in silence.

'So stop irritating me and have my back' she said while the smoke floated around them.

xXx

'Emma, why did I have a half-naked Regina in my kitchen this afternoon?' Snow started to say as Emma sat on the couch in front of her mom and dad. That was ridiculous; she hadn't given explanations to anybody all her life.

'Well… David wasn't supposed to stay in the house…' No… she knew that that was a lame argument. 'We just… we just thought that the house was empty'. She finished.

The next thing she could hear was a bunch of fragments of typical Mary Margaret sentences.

'How could you both not work in three days?'… 'Emma this isn't healthy! Your dad is concerned too…' 'I mean, how two people could stay locked together that long... it just doesn't…' 'Right, you're thinking about doing it every day?'… 'Too much sex is a problem too…' 'Why can't you both be normal? The first problem was that she wouldn't do it … and now she needed to do it all the time?'… 'Well, I'm glad that you both have made peace but still…'

Emma wasn't talking at all when Snow finished. She couldn't believe that she was hearing that crap when a hot and bothered Regina was waiting for her in bed. Charming had remained in silence the whole time too, with his idiotic face, but he wanted to be supportive of his wife.

'Yes Emma. Listen to your mom. I don't want to see your girlfriend drinking water in my kitchen just wearing her black lace underwear anymore'. He said, trying to sound impassive.

'WHAT? Have you memorized the color and fabric of Regina's lingerie?' Snow said infuriated.

Gosh, could my dad be any more stupid? Emma thought to herself.

Charming didn't know what to say anymore. How could he not remember? It was true that he didn't like Regina at all, but that she was fucking hot nobody could deny. Fuck, Charming think before you speak. He thought to himself. Not even Mary Margaret knew the intensity of her jealousy until that moment; her chest was burning in ache when she thought about her husband noticing an undeniably hot piece of ass that was not hers.

'Well… I just, I have a good memory! And…'

'Stop talking!' she interrupted. 'It's not fair to me that after all we've gone through you still can look at…' 'Hey don't raise your voice to me like this!' Charming tried say to in a 'manly tone' but he obviously failed, again.

'WHAT? You don't talk to ME like this. What kind of dog are you?' And that was the tone that he had looked for. Snow was glowing with rage. Besides her own irritation Emma could practically see her dad growing smaller in front of her mom.

'STOP, both of you' Emma raised her voice. 'I can't believe that you two are arguing about if my DAD desires my GIRLFRIEND'. Yes that was not right, and suddenly the three of then realized how ridiculous they were being. And Emma knew that she would have to change the place of her and Regina's sex sessions.

'Mom, this is a fairy tale land that really doesn't give a shit about a mayor if it's not to press count to another city, which almost never happen in view of how hard we wanted to stay hidden from the world. And nothing ever happens here that concerns a sheriff. I suppose you remember that who was playing disorder before is now in my room 'not working' with me. I don't think we're being unhealthy at all; moreover I think that you still can't handle me and Regina, or me and a woman. Would you think the same if were married, I don't know, to Henry's dad? Of course, I think about doing it every day, I'm in love with her; people in love generally have lots of sex.' As she spit these words she looked at her dad.

'And it wasn't lace; it was simply nylon. Maybe you were the one that really wanted it to be lace'. She was mad and he blushed. 'And my already 'fucked-up mind life' has enough creepy things for me to have to be concerned about my jealous mom arguing with my stupid dad about my girlfriend's lingerie that he didn't even have the balls to look at enough time to know the fabric'. With that, Emma just collapsed on the sofa again. Was Regina possibly listening to their talk? Emma knew her enough to know that if she was listening, she would have really enjoyed herself about that.

'Emma…' Mary Margaret starts. 'I don't want to argue with you, I'm just… I'm just concerned'. She said, getting close to her daughter. She had a huge male sweater on that reached her knees. She smelled like sex. Mary Margaret willed every fiber of her being to ignore that. 'Don't you think that your both are leaving Henry alone for too much time? I mean, he is a growing child, but I think that he isn't old enough to understand you and Regina's… thing. He is still a child, maybe you're…'

'Are you insane, mom?' Emma interrupted. 'Of course we don't leave him alone! Do you really think that we'd be able to do that?'

Mary looked at her with confused eyes. She had just seen Ruby and Kathryn gossiping as usual in the dinner when she was going home; and thinking about the way she heard that Regina had treated Archie, they were the only people that used to babysit for Regina.

'So... who is… ?' She stopped talking when they heard a strong knock at the door.

XxX

'Is my daughter here?' An astonished Snow heard an impeccably well dressed in red

and gold Cora; Cora, the Queen of Hearts, the woman that had started all of this Mexican drama in their lives. Snow could barely feel Henry closing his arms around her waist as she observed the woman; she still had that strong feline trace in her body and face lines; the eyes of tiger, predatory, fatal.

Cora had the same annoyed impatience as Regina. Actually they were much more alike than Snow could talk. She entered the house without an invitation and addressed Charming. 'So, maybe you're able to talk here, or has the cat eaten your tongue too?' She said with an impatient voice and one arched eyebrow.

'She is in my room' A voice reached her ears as she saw Emma rising from the sofa to hug Henry.

'Emma, my dear!' Cora said, going in her direction and she was about to hug her as she just stopped, almost imperceptibly smelling her sweater. She just gives the blond a malicious grin with the corner of her mouth. 'Ok, Regina is here then'.

Emma blushed. Could this be more twisted in any way? 'I will go get her for you' Emma said quickly, to avoid keep looking at her mother in law. And I will tell her to put some clothes on too.

'Don't' Cora said. 'It won't be necessary; I just came to drop off the kid…'

'Mom?' Everybody looked back, hearing Regina's sexy tone as she appeared in the living room with the creased dress that Cora had seen her putting on perfectly ironed in the morning. 'What are you doing here?' She asked. 'Henry… is everything ok?' She said, approaching her soon. 'Why do both of you smell so weird?' He asked his two moms. Both women opened their mouths but said nothing, just looking at the kid in embarrassment.

'Henry, not now' Cora said for the general relief. 'I need you to behave yourself right now right? And you know what I mean. Turn on the TV, or a video game, or something on your cell phone and pretend that you're not listening or semi-understanding adult talk'.

'But Grandma…' He starts to whine. 'Don't argue. Do you remember the time that you wanted to live in a bubble just reading in your locked room and your mom had to take you to a shrink to try to fix you? To try to make you're able to live in society?' She asked him.

'Yes… but…' He tried to say.

'No but, right now I need you to forget all the crap that you've learned there. I need you in that bubble. Go back to your beloved bubble and stay quiet'. She finished without smiling at him.

'Ok…' He said, resignedly directing himself to the empty seat, plugging his phone in his ears and shutting up.

'Gosh… you're… you do have a way with kids, didn't you?' Emma joked, trying to break the tension. Regina just rolled her eyes. 'What it is, mom?' She asked again. 'And don't talk to my son like that again'. She said looking at the boy with his headphones and turning back to face Cora.

'Oh, I'm sorry Regina; I suppose that you wanted to explain to him why you look so creased, disheveled, and sticky'.

Regina said nothing. She just asked again, in a softer tone. 'What do you want, mom?'

'It's not your concern my baby. I just have some stuff to do and I can't babysit every day and every time that you want to see your girlfriend. I have a life too.' Snow and Charming dropped their jaws. Cora. In Storybrooke. Calling Emma 'darling' and Regina 'baby'. God, the woman was babysitting! And not just babysitting, but really disciplining Henry, who was calling her 'grandma' and claiming that she had a life to take care of? It was too much information.

'Well I suppose that now I can go them' Cora said, turning on her heels 'Oh Regina, please be a sweetheart and spend the whole night here with your woman and son. I need the house to myself'. She said, without giving space to complain.

'Ok…' Regina murmured, still disbelieving. Before she reaches the door, the Queen of Hearts turned back to Emma.

'And you sweetie; you own me a dinner night for that day that you didn't eat my pumpkin pie. I hope to see you pay this debt soon.' She said. Emma just smiled at her. 'Oh, yes, I suppose we have to do it'. She finished.

'Well… Snow, Charming, it's always a pleasure. I hope that at the dinner you're feeling more like talking'. With that she closed the door behind her and gone.

xXx

So what's wrong dear?' Cora asked Gold. They are at his place at the moment. 'Won't you offer me a drink? She asked, pouting.

'Don't be ridiculous, Cora.'

'Please honey, you used to be more loving with me once. Or have you forgotten already?' She said teasing. Rumpelstiltskin did his best to not show the inevitable amusement on his face. He almost succeeded in hiding it, but Cora could see beyond it; she always could.

'Ok…' She kept talking. 'I suppose this about that beautiful girl?' She said, rolling her hands through Belle's light brown hair. The girl was seated in a chair with her elbows resting on the table. She wasn't talking or moving; in fact she was barely blinking.

'What happen to her, my love?' She asked with explicit sarcasm. 'I wish you could tell me' He answered back. She gave him a smile.

'Is she eating?' She asked. 'Yes. She eats, she showers, she even reads, but she doesn't talk anymore; she looks at people's faces and all I see in her eyes is emptiness'. He said back.

'And why on earth do you think that I can help? I was in another world yesterday dear'. She said, now looking at Belle's face. 'What a tragedy! So beautiful… almost a baby, isn't she?' She said one more time, rolling her fingers to the girl's cheeks.

'Stop Cora' He said, raising his voice. 'You know what you can do about it'. He said, grabbing her arm to pull her away from Belle. She looked him in the eyes; he remembered for a second how he used to love her ability to intimidate with those dark brown eyes.

'I suppose this is about Regina, not me'. She talked, diverting her gaze. 'Regina won't help it' He said, trying to look at her again.

'Well, I know that you're not making her life easier my love, in fact, when I finally arrived in this world she was about to commit mental suicide'.

He closed his eyes, searching for patience. 'Regina did it to her, and I want you to undo it'. He said with his jaw closed.

'You know what I remember now Gold?' She started squeezing her eyes shut. 'I remember forty three years of agony'. She started to say, getting closer to him. '… When I was in the Land of Hearts and I was watching my daughter's misery without being able to do something to show her my regret…' She stopped inches from his face. 'So I get how it could be hard seeing somebody that you love losing themselves and not being able to do anything about it'. As she finished, she raised her hands and caressed his face. He didn't avoid her touch.

'Please Cora' was all that he could say, his heart was full of that sensation that he hated having next to Cora, full of hate, but beating fast.

'Do you love her?' The older woman asked. 'I do.' He answered fast as she rubbed his lips with her fingers.

'Ok dear, I don't want to get in the way of a loving couple. I can help you'. She said before one last touch with her thumb on his mouth, taking her hand away from him. He said nothing; he was too embarrassed by the pathetic feeling of impotence that Cora could submit him to.

'You know what I like about you, love?' She said 'You're a gambler, just like me. I don't do favors, I do exchanges'

'What do you want?' He asked, feeling his knees go weak. 'Are you afraid of me?' She smiled. 'You're so sweet' she rolled her hands across his chest. 'I won't do anything that you don't want, I promise'.

'What do you need Cora?' He asked without stopping himself from raising his voice.

'Oh my love, honestly what I need in my life right now is a good dog, maybe two'. She answered, pronouncing every word very clearly.

He looked at her with tension. 'What? I'm just kidding' She say with a grin. 'I just want a drink.' She smiled holding her hips against the table.

He directed himself to the liquor shelf. 'No' she said. 'Not here, not your drink. My house; my drink.' She finished. How could he say no? She was that kind of charismatic, enchanting. Like a sociopath. A brilliant, irresistible sociopath.

'As they're leaving the house Cora looked at Belle again. She was still static like a tree. 'Does it sleep?' She asked, deliberately sarcastic. He clenched his fists as not to punch her and relieved his hands once she smiled at him.

'Don't get me wrong love; I would just be sad if I had to work for nothing. You know, just in case that she couldn't stay… alive? Is that world…? Alone.'

'She will not be alone Cora. My son will take care of her.' He said.

XxX

It was nearly one in the morning as Gold fell asleep on Cora's side in Regina's big comfortable bed. He held his arm around her waist and felt once again the smoothness of her skin. All that he could see before closing his eyes was the third empty bottle of wine that they had consumed that night. Yes, Gold knew that Cora always got what she wanted. The problem this time was that he had no clue about what it was. He was in a profound drunken sleep when the door of the bedroom flew wide open. The flash of light from the hallway illuminated the previous dark room. The figure in the door could see the naked couple in the bed very clearly.

'CORA, what the FUCK? I can't believe this.'

Charming's house around 21:00

Regina entered the tub, positioning herself comfortably between Emma's legs with her back resting on the blonde's front. Emma sniffed her hair; it smelled like fancy shampoo. As she closed her arms around the mayor, she started to talk.

'Oh, thank God you got rid of that ugly smelly sweater. Why you get it anyway?' Regina asked. When Emma opened her mouth to answer she just cut her off. 'Forget about it, dear I always knew that you have awful taste in clothes'.

Emma didn't even try to suppress the smile on her lips. Even when deprecating her, Regina showed how intimate they were being, and Emma loved every part of it.

'Regina…you knew all the hard work that we will have to face with your mother here, didn't you?' She asked, changing the subject.

'And why is that?' The brunette answered, genuinely curious.

'You know. My mom, my dad, they're already freaking out'.

'Oh, tell me something new dear, they freak out about everything'.

Emma laughed.

'Just relax Emma we're going to survive'. Regina said without really caring about the issue. 'I'm thinking about Henry, actually, I'm concerned'.

'And why is that?' Emma asked this time.

'Obviously I heard all the talk that you had with those two earlier, and I can't ignore it anymore, that maybe we're confusing his head too much'. She said.

'Are you trying to say that we should talk to him about sex?' The blonde asked. She knew about Regina's difficulty to discuss the subject with third parties.

'No, I'm trying to say that you have to talk about this to him' She said back, feeling Emma caressing her wet belly with her fingertips.

'But Madame Mayor, you're such a good lover yourself… Why can't you be there and talk about it with me?' She sai,d raising her hands to the curve of Regina's breasts. She started to feel some wet goose bumps.

'Because…' She started purring 'I don't want to be the idiot that can't say anything useful…' Now Emma raised a hand to cupped one breast, and squeezed. '… Like your idiot dad…' She finished between gasps before letting out a small moan when Emma's other hand starts to pinch her other breast's nipple between two fingers.

Yes, Emma had to admit that Regina had a point. 'Ok love, I will do it' She finished as she parted Regina's legs and scratched on her inner thighs.

'Again?' Regina said, feeling her hands. 'Should I stop?' She said, raising her hands. 'Yes' Regina answered, standing up. 'Let's switch places' she said with a wicked grin. Emma did as requested before saying 'You know Regina… Thank you'. 'And what are you thanking me for?' She said, passing her tongue next to Emma's ear as her hands searched between her legs. 'For surviving' the blonde answered.

Emma was not good with sentimentality, but Regina was worse. They remained in silence for a small time, both women not moving at all.

'And now what?' Emma broke the silence. 'Now let me fuck you one more time'. The queen answered.

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