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Standing with her arms crossed over her chest and with her chin tilted up, the raven haired woman watched as if hypnotized the panorama displaying right in front of her eyes; she watched in silence… watched as the moon, full and huge remained immobile in a black sky that served her as canvas while casting a low silver glow that seemed to kiss everything it touched… and she watched as a manifest of shivering stars covered the distant skies with a mystic gleam that was apt to entrance even the darkest of souls.
It has been ages since she took a moment to appreciate the solemn beauty of a night like that and now that she was there, with her eyes pointing to the sky and a cold breeze swirling all around her, she wondered why it was that she never seemed to find the time to look up.
It was probably because she has spent half her life with her eyes set forward and her mind dwelling in the past and who knew? Maybe it was as Hook said and in her search for revenge she has cheated herself of a lot of things and this, as simple as it was has been one of them.
Taking in a deep breath and trying not to think too much of the man that said that to her, Regina blinked and tried to warm herself a bit by rubbing the palm of her hands against her arms. It didn't provide much, after all the night was cold and she wasn't wearing much to cover.
But because she wasn't looking for amenity or even a bit of comfort, she remained there… watching, thinking… unmoving like a burglar in the middle of the night as she waited.
But waiting for what? For Hook to come to her and smoothly kiss her worries away? For her to find a little bit of courage to face what was happening, what she was feeling?
She didn't think any of those were going to happen soon; after all she has left Hook dozing off in his bed, an elated look on his face and his lips even curving in a smug manner as he drifted off. And as for her finding courage… well she didn't see herself as a coward, but there was something inexplicably terrifying about opening up completely to him and as for telling him of her suspicious? She didn't even want to think about that yet.
Maybe later… when she was completely sure and her mind could deal with whatever his reaction would be.
"Hook…" She said in a whisper as her eyes blinked closed. What was she going to do with that man and his uncanny ability to lure her into his arms without much of an effort?
She wouldn't even put up a fight against him anymore… not even when she was aware that her deficiency to say no to him was what got her in such a difficult situation in the first place.
He was in total control of her, every fiber of her body responded to whatever he wanted from her and he just had an upper hand when it came to her. He didn't even know it, but the power he had on her was unprecedented and that… that was unacceptable.
Not even Daniel was able to awaken all her senses like Hook did. No… with Daniel it has been more of a young love flourishing to the world. It has been pure, it has been transparent and with Hook… with him it was completely different.
Breaking off of her thoughts, Regina shook her head and even though she has been trying not to think about him, her mind betrayed her and she ended up remembering what took place below decks recently.
As it always happened, her encounter with Hook earlier that night ended up with eager hands roaming each other and pulling at their clothes and before she could clear her mind, they were stumbling in bed. She couldn't even remember how he got her there, but when her mind started to function properly she was beneath him, his hand holding hers above her head as he ever so slowly drove into her core.
Even now that the moment was lone gone she could remember everything to the last detail; the way he teasingly moved so slow, the way her hands itched to be let free so that she could touch him, how he was stretching her in the most delicious of ways as she burned with need.
He took his time with her and she was left shaking, her legs wrapping around him as she begged him to go faster. And yet he wouldn't exactly give her what she needed. He would take her to a point where she thought she was going to explode and then he would stop his movement to kiss her long and deep and with only the feeling of his pulsing member buried to the hilt inside of her.
It has been a sweet torture; the feeling of her hard nipples brushing against his chest turned to overwhelming, the way his weight pressed against her enough to leave her breathless and the hardness of his manhood going so deep into her that she could feel him touching things inside of her made her feel delirious. With all those feelings combined her breathing turned swallow and she would have sworn that she was in a fever pitch; every inch of her skin has been vibrating and it was making her extremely eager.
She needed more… he had to know it and feel it because she was sure that she could smell the scent of her own arousal so he had to know. And yet, he was torturing her.
It wasn't until she got the force to turn them around so that she would be the one on top that things took a strong turn.
Hook has laughed at that, the sound of it dark and feral and even though he said something about her impatience, his eyes had darkened with passion and his breath got stuck in his throat as she started to move.
She rode him at her pace, hard and steady and with his hand holding her waits she forgot about everything that wasn't getting lost in the moment.
Her hips rocked against him in a long sensuous dance that seemed to have to end and when he told her to touch herself so that he could watch she did; she didn't even hesitated, her fingers reached down to their joining and without a care in the world she manipulated the small bundled of nerves between her folds until she came undone with a strangled moan that felt as if torn from her the deepest part of her being.
That way, with her mind swimming and her legs turning to rubber, she collapsed against him, panting and satiated. Hook, having more in him just held her to him and moving his hand to her ass so that he could push her even closer, he finished himself.
That right there… what happened proved her point that he was able to do with her as he pleased and she couldn't decide if it was more embarrassing than mortifying.
Opening her eyes and chewing on her lips, she went back to look up to the sky. She remained like that until she heard the floorboards of the deck moving and then, an arm wrapping around her waist.
"I thought you left."
Pursing her lips as his stomach pressed to her back, Regina shook her head no. Yes, she has thought about leaving the less than comforting accommodations of his ship… but for some unknown reason she didn't, she just grabbed one of his shirts and went up to the deck.
That's where he found her, barefoot and basically next to naked in a cold chilly night. Pressing his lip to the joining of her neck and shoulder, the man breathed into her scent and for a moment, Regina was afraid that he was going to say something that would make her freak out again. But instead, he snickered and pulled her closer.
"You know, somehow you got a hell of a lot shorter. I'm kind of disappointed." As he said that, he strengthened his grip on her as if he has been expecting her to shove him back.
She didn't, she just looked down at her bare foot and even thought she felt like replying with a snarky comment, she just snorted and rolled her eyes.
He was right, the pair of four inch boots she has been wearing did improve her height and now that she thought about it, this was the first time she was standing without any kind of high shoes while standing with him.
"This is the way with reality, it cheapen things."
Dragging his lips from her neck to her jaw, he hummed. "What are you doing out here?" He asked, apparently ignoring her last comment and when he moved the flat of his hand to her stomach, she froze.
Swallowing hard down, she closed her eyes, the feeling of his fingers through the fabric of the shirt she was wearing sending shivers down her spine.
"You are going to freeze up here, come on, let's get you warmed up." And then he was at her once again.
He did it slowly, but sliding his hand from her stomach, he reached between her legs and because she was wearing nothing, he immediately found what he was looking for.
"And here I was thinking you were really concerned about me being cold."
"Oh I am, I am very concerned with my woman being cold… that's why I want to warm her up in the most pleasurable way."
"Your woman?" She asked with an arch of her eyebrow. "How medieval, I am no one's but my own."
"Sure…" He said, his fingers making way to touch her as he wanted to.
Now, Regina didn't know how he did it, but a single touch and her judgment already got clouded. She was even willing to let that little thing that he said slip just if he kept touching her like that. Then, as his forefinger parted her folds so he could touch her more intimately, a liquid warm sensation started to settle in her groin and she focused on nothing but sensation.
Barely aware that she shouldn't react like that to him… especially since it has been so recently that he has been mounted in a high because of him, she sighed. The thing was that her body seemed only to respond to him and she had to wonder why her hormones would betray her like that.
"You are wet, is that for me?" He whispered darkly and lifting her face, she used her hand to reach for his already hard member.
She stroked him lazily through his pants and when he gasped, she smiled.
"You are hard, is that for me?"
"Always for you, love."
Despite herself, a soft moan escaped her as he ran circles around her clit and her nipples, already hardened because of the cold started to feel way too sensitive as they brushed against the fabric of the shirt she was wearing. She didn't know how he did it… she really didn't, but with his warm lips nibbling against her earlobe, she could already see herself falling prey to his will once again.
And she did, right there, in the open and with the possibility that they could be seen, he took out his erection and making her bent a little against the railing, he slid into her wet entrance from behind.
Regina forced her eyes to remain open as he did that, her gaze fixed in the skies as they once again became one. He filled her all the way and because it has been so recently after their last encounters, they gave into each other almost languidly.
True, there was a sweet urgency in what they were doing, but as the night watched their union, they had no hurries to find their climax.
Once they did, Regina bent even forward and watching the dark sea lapping insistently against the ship, she took in a deep breath and then clenched her teeth.
Hook was kissing the back of her neck and she could feel the warm essence of his release leaking down her legs. It was too intimate, she was getting too close and a part of her was screaming that she needed to create a distance. That thought right there made her blink her eyes close, and then when the sensation of his lips on her skin made her shiver she began talking.
"Hook… I um." She cleared her throat as his hand settled on her tight. "There is a good possibility that I could be pregnant."
She felt how his lips pulled away from her skin and if she wasn't mistaken, his hand on her clutched a little bit at her.
Maybe she shouldn't have told him yet, but maybe it was the best thing she could have done.
If he didn't want anything to do with the baby, he would just go and she would save herself from the trouble of hoping that things would turn for the better. It wouldn't be such a big deal; no… she already knew how it was to raise a child by her own so that wouldn't be a problem.
Now falling for him and then having him leave? That right there would definitely be a huge problem.
But what if it was too late for the last one, what is she has fallen for him already and in her denial she just wanted to push him away?
"You are with child?"
"It's a just possibility… I don't know for sure."
He said nothing and she waited, her hands clutching at the railing and the cold making her skin stand into goosebumps.
Snorting, he removed his hand from her and moved back. Regina could imagine him, freaking out with his hand in his hair and his eyes confused. "I don't know what to say… I, when would you know for sure?"
She shrugged, refusing to look at him. "I made an appointment for tomorrow morning. I guess it will be after that."
More silence, it was making her feel like jumping into the sea to swim to the shore. She needed him to say something, even if it was to tell her to get off his ship or to ask her if the baby was his or whatever, anything would do as she couldn't bear the silence.
True, him questioning if the baby was his was what she was hoping, because that way she could get mad and tell him that even thought he was the father, the baby was going to be hers alone.
"Aren't you going to say anything?"
"I don't know what to say. I'm a little winded up here, you know."
She nodded, straightened her back and waved her hand so that her clothes would magically appear close by. "Well when you do know what to say, feel free to do whatever you need to do. I'm going to go now."
Not caring that she was in the cold open, she took off his shirt, wiped herself clean with it and then she hurried to get dressed in her own clothes.
Once presentable, she threw the shirt his way and made to storm off the ship.
But before she could do such a thing, he grabbed her elbow and made her stop in her tracks. "You don't have to leave."
She snorted. "Yes I do."
"Then I'll walk you back to your place, alright? I just need a moment here to think about all of this."
Looking at him, he did look a little bit freaked out and if it wasn't because she was the one carrying all the repercussions of a possible pregnancy, she would have felt some sympathy for him.
Letting out a sigh, she ran a hand into her hair. "Don't bother."
Clenching his jaw, Hook looked up. "This isn't a bad thing, right?"
"I don't know." She said after a few seconds. "Listen, if there is a baby, I won't ask anything from you; but if you don't want anything to do with this then leave Storybrooke and don't come back. You said you have a bean, use it and just… leave."
"I won't leave… Regina, I won't leave Storybrooke or you and let alone a baby if there is one. I just…" He opened his eyes wide and then scratched his head as if pensive. "This is just a lot to swallow in one sitting."
"Yeah…" She knew, so taking one last breath, she turned away and walked out of the ship and left him with his thoughts. He let her go, he didn't even make an attempt to stop her and that way, with a manifest of stars and a watchful moon as company, she made it back to her house.
It took her a while and she did a lot of thinking, but once she opened the door to her house all she could think of was that she wanted to take a shower and then fall in bed until the next day.
With that in mind, she closed her eyes and rested her back against the door. She remained like that for a second and then blowing out a breath she reached to turn on the light.
The only problem with that was that the house remained in total blankness as the lights were not working.
"What in…" She started to say as in the almost three decades she has been living in that house, electricity has never failed her.
"Do it now."
She heard someone hissing in the dark and feeling all her senses get on the defensive, she automatically lifted her hand to create a fireball. But as soon as she lifted it and the flame started to erupt out of her palm, a bracelet was clapped to her wrist and the fire died with a hiss.
What happened next happened too quickly, the same person who put the bracelet on her grabbed her hair and pulled her back and as she tried to fight the person off, a candle was lit and a yet another person, one she thought she would never to see again grinned at her.
"You." She hissed with her teeth bared.
"Yes, me. And I came to put an end to some unfinished business between us."
TBC…
Uh oh, sorry about that! As for last chapter, thanks to those who reviewed! With time I will try to answer to most of the request (So far I have left some Regina interaction with Snow and Granny and hopefully they will come in the future.) The rest, I think I have answered them all, right? Lol.
As for the guest reviewer that noticed that Rumple was telling Hook what was his relationship with Regina like based on his experience with Cora, you are right! I always found those two interesting; especially since Rumple was in love with her and had to live knowing that she ripped her heart out as not to feel anything for him! Anyway, thanks for reading!