Disclaimer: I do not own OUAT

Author's Notes: It would have been obvious to chose Mal for this, but I was inspired by the umbrella Regina pics. And perhaps Carol... Not very rain inspired, sorry.

Regen

"Fuck! I hate the rain!"

Her companion chuckles heartily and wraps an arm around her to pull her close. "Why such the foul mouth dear? Goodness, don't you have a son?"

"And a daughter," she says, leveling her with a look.

"Fair enough, Regina," Maleficent responds, bending down to kiss the side of her head. "Why do you hate the rain so much? I find it quite enjoyable, peaceful," she queried as they took off their coats, now safely inside Regina's home.

"Just look!" she exclaimed, staring at her expression in the front room mirror. Maleficent sauntered over and wrapped her arms around her waist.

"All I see is you."

"My hair is a mess!"

"And yet, you're still as beautiful as the day I met you."

Regina's face flushed a deep red as she looked into Mal's blue eyes in the reflection. "Well...yeah, I guess that's true," she mumbled shyly.

"See? Nothing to worry about," Maleficent added, leaning over Regina's shoulder to meet her lips in an affectionate kiss. Angling her head for better access, Regina turned in Mal's arms to cup her cheeks and keep her closer.

"Mm...you're right," Regina hummed in satisfaction, leaning against Maleficent, simply enjoying their closeness for a few moments. Not to mention the fact her dragon's heat was warming her chilled bones. Mal tightened her grip on Regina, noting a shiver shake her body.

"Let's get you out of those clothes," she suggested calmly.

Regina looked up, mildly shocked at the bluntness with a twinkle of mirth in her eyes. "Oh, Mal...I never would have-"

"You're as cold as the sea in winter, Regina. You need to change clothes. But if you want to make a spectacle of it, I'm not objecting in the slightest," Maleficent winked at her, nipping at her lip briefly before pulling her toward the stairs. When Regina went to move, however, Mal decided to lift her in her arms bridal style and carry her up to their bedroom, peppering kisses along her exposed neck.

"Mal...if you don't stop teasing me, I won't be able to concentrate on making supper later. And the kids are-" she gasped when Mal bit down on her shoulder. "-coming shortly," she finished with a sigh.

"Maybe that's precisely how I want you," there was a lilt to her voice, but Regina knew it was more statement then suggestion and she felt a warm shiver tickle her spin.

"Only if you eye sex me up all evening," Regina dared, wondering how far Mal would go to rile her up in front of their children no less. Mal settled her lover on the edge of their bed and backed up minutely.

"Count on it," she replied cooly. She would never back down from a threat. Surely Regina would be far more horrified if she couldn't contain herself at dinner in front of (at the very least) Henry. Lily was thirty years old and seemed to be unfazed by public displays of affection, though her disgust was evident in the way she groaned or simply refused to look at either of her mothers but it was something Mal was willing to gamble on if only to torment her little queen.

Regina felt herself gulp under the intense stare of Mal, mouth suddenly dry. "Uh..." she mumbled at a loss of words. What had she gotten herself into? She spoke with smoke and bluster, not... Well, might as well make the most of it. Steeling her nerves, she stood up from the bed and slid out of her dress in one swift motion eyes never leaving Mal's. Though a smirk had developed on the blonde beauty's face, surprisingly her eyes didn't wander Regina's body. Regina moved toward her closet and pulled out a tight red button up shirt, making sure to leave the top two buttons open while the third strained against her bosom. Gracefully, she spun back around, bent over to pick up a black pencil skirt and took her time sliding it up the smoothness of her legs, allowing Mal a pleasant view down her shirt as she finished dressing.

Maleficent felt her stomach clench as she watched Regina play up such a simple task, eyes roving her form only when she wasn't looking directly at her. When her beloved came back over to her, their bodies impossibly close while not quite touching, Mal realized a low growl had formed in the back of her throat. "What's the matter? Dragon got your tongue?" Regina asked, girlish giggle tumbling out of her mouth despite herself.

"You have my tongue," she said swiftly, and pressed her body against Regina's, effectively pinning her to one corner post of their bed. Maleficent leaned down and breathed on Regina's ear before nipping at it.

Regina whined when Mal descended to the slope of her neck, grazing her teeth before soothing the surface with her soft open mouthed kisses. Her hands rested on Mal's waist, attempting to tug her body closer. The sound of the door opening and closing didn't prevent Mal from leaving a pretty little mark near Regina's collarbone. "Mal," she whispered throatily.

"You didn't think this would be easy, now did you?" Mal asked, leaning back to study her handiwork. She hummed briefly before stepping away. "To dinner we go, my dear," she held out her hand. Regina's eyes narrowed as she regained her composure and flattened her hair. Instead, she strode in front of Mal toward the door only to feel a hand too low on her back.

"You're going to be the death of me, aren't you?"

"Consider it payback."

"Mal!" Regina hissed, slapping her arm playfully.