Alrighty now it's really an M Rated story ;) lol! Sorry it took me so long! I know I say it every time I post a chapter but it doesn't make it any less true. I hope you enjoy it! Please leave a review!


Carrying her up the narrow staircase in to the loft had been entirely less than graceful. Even if they hadn't been trying to devour one another on the spot, the task still would have been graceless. But he managed it. With her legs clamped around his hips and his head in her hands as they kissed with as much passion and need as they could muster, he had made it to his bed and dropped them both down on it.

She was moaning and whimpering and panting as she clawed at him and it had him groaning and pulling at her until her coat was removed and she was left in a very thin and loose ivory shirt. Whatever it had been made of was translucent and so thin that it draped over her slim figure and round breasts in a way that just made him want to tear it from her. So he kissed her again, hard and slow as one hand braced his weight next to her and the other travelled heavily down her body and over the soft fabric.

She whimpered louder and her nails dug deeper while she ground down harder on to his thigh in search of the release she so desperately needed. But something made him pause as his thumb worked over a pebbled nipple and as he broke the kiss and felt her panting breaths against his lips, he almost forgot why he stopped.

"Have you done this before?" He asked and she remained silent long enough for him to know she was debating her answer. So he leaned in closer and kissed her lips once more and his hand never stopped working over her breast, "tell me the truth so I don't hurt you," he urged softly and she finally whimpered at his persistent thumb and the sound had him moaning softly as he dropped just a little heavier on to her.

"No," she breathed timidly, worried that he may stop because of it. She would kill him if he did. But he didn't. He only paused to think for a moment or two but before he gave her the time to get really worried, he kissed her again and the anxious tension in her body left in a moan against his lips.

He had paused because she had reminded him of how different she was to the queen he knew and how young she was. He paused because he did question following through with sharing his bed with her. But it was hard to argue over morals when his hard cock was throbbing so close to a woman he knew was wet and hot and ready for him. She wanted him and he wanted her, she had been waiting and so had he, and now he was having a pointless argument with his spinning moral compass that couldn't even decide where to point. So he kissed her and found his answer.

He wasn't stopping.

"There are rules to this," he breathed and she huffed in pure arousal to try and catch her breath. A losing battle when his fingers started working open the first button on her shirt, "rule number one: I will stop the moment you tell me to. You are safe here, I will never hurt you unless you ask me to. You will always be safe with me, you never need to worry about that."

He was answered with a whimper as she pushed herself up on to her elbows so she could better see what he was doing on top of her. The wild desire in those dark eyes and parting those kiss swollen lips was almost enough to make him forget what rule he was on and it was only the second one. "Rule number two: you cannot be silent. If there is a sound in your throat I want to hear it. Be it a scream or a moan or a curse, I want to hear it loud and clear," he told her and she grinned and laughed quietly through her huffing breaths.

"Rule number three," he started and then kissed her sternum as his fingers continued down her buttons, "you may do whatever you wish to me and suffer no consequence. You may bite and you may scratch and there will be times you will not be able to help it. I will not have you feeling guilt here for anything you do," he told her and then nipped at her skin a little lower as he pulled the soft thin fabric from the waist of her pants.

She was moaning and squirming and he was quickly losing his ability to resist her, "rule number four: there is no shame and there are no secrets between us with this. You must tell me what you like and what you don't like so that I may do more of what you like and never repeat what you don't. You must also tell me what you want to try so that we may try it," he told her as his hands slid up over her bare sides and stomach as her open shirt slipped off her sides but remained caught on her raised shoulders and round breasts.

She was smooth and soft and strong and as his hand spread over her stomach and he could feel the muscles contract with every sharp breath, his desire for her grew to an uncontrollable height. His nails dug in to her skin just enough to make her moan and he looked her straight in the eye once more, "rule number five. The most important of them all," he told her and her exhale quivered in anticipation, "your mother must never know."

She grinned at that. And then laughed a moment later just because she was relieved. There was no pressure on her to make their relationship known, he wanted it hidden just as much as she did and they wanted it hidden for the same reason. It was a relief and it gave her such a rush to have found someone with the same thoughts and desires as her. She couldn't stand it anymore. She nodded once to let him know that she agreed but half a second later she was sitting up far enough to catch him in a rough and fervent kiss as she pulled her arms from her sleeves and tossed the garment to the side.

He pushed her back down on her back but her nails in the back of his neck kept him from getting to where he wanted to be. So he humoured her for awhile longer and dipped his head as low as her breasts and once she felt his mouth over her sensitive skin, her hands loosened enough to give him free reign. When his hands found the waist of her pants, she took the hint and started kicking off her boots. It was uncoordinated and inefficient but eventually there wasn't a stitch of clothing on her stunning figure and his hands were free to roam every inch of her soft skin.

She twitched and shivered when his hand ventured along the inside of her thigh and her grip faltered in his hair for a moment when he nipped at the underside of her breast. "What are you going to do to me?" She panted through a heavy moan and a shaky whimper.

"I am going to fuck you until you can't see straight," he answered and she whimpered again and writhed beneath him in search of her release.

She didn't know what that meant exactly, his word choice had always been a little different. She imagined it had something to do with the world he lived in before he met her. She was usually able to figure out what he meant but this time she hadn't a clue. She knew she was about to find out though. Her heart was racing and she was slick between her legs once more as he insisted she let his mouth move lower. So she let him. She let go of his head and his wet kisses and sharp bites traveled lower and lower with his hot breaths. Shivers flew up and down her spine and raced beneath her skin, her heart raced faster and faster, and her voice was heard in needy moans as she pushed her head back in to his bed and followed his guiding hand and moved her leg over his shoulder.

When his mouth found the inside of her thigh she was jittery and anxious and desperate. He was close but he wasn't there, he was still teasing her and it was driving her mad. And then he stopped teasing. Her breath caught in her chest as her mouth opened with a sharp gasp at the sensations flooding her body. His mouth was strong ad warm and before she even knew what was happening, there was a loud cry that left her lips as her heel dug in to his back and her hands fisted his blankets.

It was pure pleasure and she was greedy for more. It just kept building inside her, warming her and shuddering her breaths, lacing each one with whimpers and moans of pure ecstasy as his mouth did things to her she didn't know she could feel. She was writhing again, shaking as she closed her eyes and fisted a hand in his hair. Even still the pleasure grew more potent. It coiled low in her belly and snaked around her every nerve like velvet. Her breaths were short and sharp and carried her voice in small gasps and whimpers as he continued sucking her.

"Oh my god," she whimpered and cried as she pulled on his hair and pushed her head in to his bed, arching her back off the mattress.

He had had plans to go straight to fucking her senseless but after learning that she had never done such a thing before he figured he should ease her in to it and refrain from hurting her. So as his tongue worked on her clit, he slowly slid two fingers inside her and revelled in the twitch of her hips and the cry in her voice as her hand tightened in his hair once more. Her leg clamped even harder over his shoulder and her heel dug deeper in to his back but he kept going and spread his other hand over her stomach to keep her from moving away from him.

He kept working. Relentlessly he licked and swirled and sucked as his fingers curled and pumped and she started to shout. Her muscles started to twitch and it had him working harder in just the way he already knew she loved. It had her shaking and squirming and he knew she didn't know what was coming next. Her breaths were sharp and short and his cock was throbbing with the lust to be buried inside her.

It wasn't long at all before she was screaming his name and fighting the hand pushing on her stomach so she could get away from his clever fingers and talented tongue. Now her legs were really quivering and her stomach muscles were convulsing beneath his hand as her orgasm hit her hard and he made sure it lingered.

"O-oh, ho! David! Ah-ha!" She cried as he pulled at his hair to keep him between her legs while her body tried to get away from his mouth and fingers. She didn't know she could feel like this. It was harsh and strong and amazing and she wanted more. It was the most potent thing she had ever felt and she cried his name once more, begging him not to stop as her muscles convulsed over and over again, flooding her with only the utmost pleasure. This is what she had been waiting for.

Then his fingers stopped what they were doing and disappeared but her mind was far too unfocused and frayed at the moment to notice much. His mouth was still between her legs but it had slowed and eventually she realized he was helping bring her down from whatever he had just done to her but that was only when his mouth found hers for a kiss. He tasted different and when she put together that he tasted like her, she was sent in to a whole other whirlwind of satisfaction and moaned against his lips as her hands raked through his hair and her arms wrapped around his head to pull him closer.

Her kiss was sloppy and but he didn't care, he knew she was still overcome by that first orgasm. So he moved his mouth to her neck so he could hear her raspy pants and feel her racing pulse as a hand kneaded her soft breast.

"That felt so good," she whimpered as his hot breath blew across her throat before he kissed it and kept her dizzy.

"I am just getting started," he breathed back and the strangled moan that left her lips had his fingers digging in to her skin. With one more firm kiss to her lips, David got off of her and stood beside the bed so he could quickly remove his pants. He was pleasantly surprised to see her follow him so quickly in her frazzled state but he supposed her focus had honed in on something new as she moved to the edge of his bed on her knees.

Shivers flew under his skin and shot up his spine when her fingers trailed from his sides to his hips and then down his thighs before going back up again. Her hot breaths had him enthralled with her as they blew down his neck and chest and when she pressed herself to him he was a lost cause.

"Do you derive the same pleasure as I when touched just right," she breathed against his collar bone as her palm rubbed heavily and slowly up his hard length, pressing it up against his stomach. She didn't know for sure but she felt safe to assume there was a reason his cock had become so hard and noticeable. Her assumption was proved correct when he answered with a huff of a hot breath as he turned his head in to the side of hers.

His hands over her bare skin had her breaths shuddering all over again. They were warm and rough but not too rough. Working hands over her flawless untouched skin. He was panting against her ear and she was gently scraping her teeth against his throat as her hand continued to rub him. Then he moved one of his hands down her arm and to her hand, slowly changing its position so her fingers were wrapped around him and pumping up and down. Teaching her by showing her.

It had her humming against his skin as she trailed her lips back down his neck and when his hand released hers so both could tangle in her thick hair, she took the liberty of expanding on the simple up and down. He tugged on her hair until he had stretched her up enough reach her mouth and kiss her. Hard and proper. She moaned with him as he swivelled his head and buried his hands deeper in to her hair while she added a slight twist to her motions on his hard length.

"You are," he started but was quickly distracted with another deep kiss and her thumb sliding over the tip of his cock. His skin was crawling with pleasure and his mind had grown even foggier than before. Her whole body was pressed to his. Strong and slim as she moved against him and arched her back in to him as she let him bite her bottom lip and pull. Her breasts were soft against his chest and he parted from the kiss just so he could tip his head and look down at them. She didn't mind. She simply proceeded to kiss and nip at whatever part of him she could reach while one hand scratched down his back and the other continued working over his cock.

"What am I?" She breathed and her ears waited for him to continue his statement as his breaths grew sharper and his hands gripped tighter. Just putting him in the state she had been in only minutes prior was almost enough to send her over that delicious edge of utter ecstasy all over again. So she kept her hand moving and working at him so that she could do for him what he did to her.

"Fuck," he huffed and detangled one hand from her hair so he could dig his nails in to her hip. With his forehead tipped against hers he shivered at the arrogant laugh rumbling low in her throat as she pumped just a little faster and pressed herself in to him just a little heavier. When he couldn't take it anymore, he pushed her down on her back and caught both her wrists in either hand so he could keep them away from him and where he could see them at either side of her head.

She looked concerned for a moment that she had done something wrong but he wouldn't dare let that worry stay in her mind for there was absolutely nothing she did wrong. "You are far too good at that," he huffed and she grinned and laughed quietly.

"I am a quick study," she teased and he gave a small laugh through his panting breaths. Each one of them carried a slight moan that had her arousal growing even stronger and the desire for that release becoming unbearable. "Let me keep going," she told him as her eyes focused on her lips and she slowly bent her knee so it dragged along his hip and side to encourage him lower.

"You are far too sexy, my dear, and I am afraid that, unlike you, I cannot cum as often in a single encounter," he explained with a playful smirk that she was oh so quick to mirror. She certainly was quick indeed.

"That is hardly fair," she smirked and he hummed shortly in agreement as his hands released her wrists and began to venture to her neck and her breasts. It certainly wasn't helping her focus.

"It's alright. I'll just be sure to give you enough orgasms for the both of us," he smirked and she laughed low in her throat and through her teeth. Then he kissed her again and her hands quickly took hold of his face so she could pull herself up and her shoulders lifted off the bed. Just like that their attention was pulled away from humour and back in to lust and arousal.

He did stop her though and she waited for his reason as they breathed one another's air and her hands stayed on his jaw and in his hair. "Are you ready?" He breathed and her answer parroted his intimate tone and volume.

"Yes."

"It may be a little uncomfortable at first but I will go slow and I promise it will feel good," he told her and she moaned softly as she tried to get closer to him, "I don't expect we will have any issues though. You are quite eager and quite wet," he smirked and he felt her lips pull in to a wide grin before he kissed her again. Once their lips parted, he pulled his head from her hold and positioned himself at a better place while she propped herself up on her elbows once more so she could see what he was doing to her.

He slid his length up and down over her clit and swore under his breath while she whimpered and rocked her hips in to the contact. And then slowly he pushed his tip inside her and she moaned and sucked in a sharp breath through her nose. Then he pushed in a couple more inches and listened to her whimper and moan as he slid out a little and then pushed deeper, repeating the pattern until he was buried fully inside her and she was a state of near hysterics over her need for him to make her cum.

"You okay?" He asked needlessly and she moaned and hissed through her teeth.

"That feels amazing," she pushed out as her hands took more fistfuls of the blankets beneath her and he laughed as he set one hand on her hip and dropped his mouth to her neck. "Fuck!" She cried and he laughed a little more and began rocking his hips to slide his cock in and out of her. It had her voice coming out in strangled whimpers and groans and soon enough her arms gave out and she fell flat on her back with her eyes closed and a leg hooked around one of his.

His breaths were hot and his bites were sharp and as he sucked hard on her skin she clawed at his back and gave a cry of pleasure. The thought that she was doing the greatest disrespect toward her mother's wishes of her had her toes curling in even greater delight and intensified every one of his quickening thrusts.

His initial gentleness still lingered but his actions were nowhere near the softness he had used while easing her in to the feel of him inside her. Now her breasts bounced in time with the steady slap of skin on skin that came with every powerful thrust of his hips. His fingers dug in to her thigh to keep her as close to him as possible and he had given up on trying to kiss her for her mind was long gone and sent further with every new jolt of utter bliss that tore her apart.

She was getting close to a second orgasm. He could tell by the twitching of her muscles, the frantic grabbing of her hands, and the quiver in her voice as her whines and moans started to grow to screams. He himself was hissing and groaning with huffed curses under his breath as he tried to focus on not going over the edge with her. He wanted at least one more round with her but it was hard when he had such a beautiful woman under him reacting to him so enthusiastically. She was so hot and so sexy and growing louder with every movement of his cock and every hot breath down her neck or breast.

And then she was there. She coming and screaming as her muscles vibrated under his touch and his fingers dug in to her thigh to keep her against him. She tried to get away, her body tried to pull her from the explosive and overwhelming orgasm but he kept her there and continued to fuck her as her face creased with that pleasure that is almost painful. Her hands fisted the blankets and she pushed her head back in to the bed with a series of cries and a few 'yes! Oh my god!'s thrown in to the mix. He was right on the brink of losing it but he pulled out just before he did and panted against her neck as he laid on top of her. She was quivering and panting and he absolutely loved that there was still a whimper in her voice.

She let out one more small cry in her aftershock as she rolled over away from him and on to her side to try and come back down from her high. Her entire body was buzzing and she had never felt so swollen and sensitive between her legs. Every movement resulted in a quick shock of pleasure that had her moaning all over again as she turned her head further and panted in to his bed. And then his hands were on her again. Slow and heavy as they started on her hip and went higher as his kisses found the base of her neck and caused her to shiver.

"How many times can I do that?" She breathed and he started laughing softly behind her. On its way back down her side, his hand dipped further in front of her. His fingertips swirled over her stomach and caused to it flutter and then it slid along the top of her thigh and curled around it just a little further so his fingers ghosted over where she really wanted him most.

"As many as you like," he answered with a bit of a smirk before he kissed her spine once more.

"Then I want it again. I want you inside me again," she told him and he moved his mouth to the side of her neck as his hand slid back up to her hip, "and I will have you know I am quite unhappy over how you kept this from me for so long," she huffed out as her brow furrowed in absolute pleasure when he bit her neck and slipped his other arm under her waist and kneaded his hand over her breast.

"I shall do my best to make it up to you then."

"You'd better," she nodded with a whine and an open mouth when she felt him sliding his cock back inside her. "O-oh," she whimpered and panted and started rocking her hips just to relieve some of the building heat and lingering buzz, "mmmm!"

"You are so beautiful," he huffed against her neck and then started thrusting as he pulled her leg up and back over his hip. The change in position had her crying out and pushing her face in to the bed for a moment as she reached behind her and dug her nails in to his hip. And then she was pushing the back of her head in to his shoulder and let him hear her voice loud and clear.

...

He woke with his arms wrapped tightly around her and her face nuzzled deep in to his neck and chest. Her breaths were long and slow with sleep and her arms were hugging him around his middle. It made him warm inside. It had been a long time since he had woken up with someone in his arms and even longer since he had woken up with Regina in them. He missed it.

So he laid there and he enjoyed it. He let his eyes fall shut again and took a deep breath only to smile when it was only her that filled his nose. She was warm against him and upon further realization, he came to notice the air around them was colder than it should be. So with a slight frown, he twisted to look behind him out the window and was greeted with a blinding light that had him blinking and squinting his eyes. The movement had Regina stirring awake and just as he identified the cause of the cold air and blinding outdoors, Regina spoke her first groggy words of the morning.

"What are you doing?"

"It snowed."

"All the more reason for us to stay in bed," she smirked sleepily as he turned his head and shoulders back to her with a quiet chuckle.

"I don't need anymore reason than that," he teased and he felt her smile against his chest. Eventually she did lift her head so he could see her face and he was smiling even before she blinked open those brilliant dark eyes, "good morning."

"Good morning," she smiled and then gave a long contented exhale. His bed was small. It barely fit the two of them and his blankets were nowhere near the softness and quality of her own but it was so much better than her bed. She wasn't lonely in his bed like she was in hers.

"You sleep well?"

"Better than I think I ever have," she told him and watched the corners of those bright eyes crease in delight.

"Are you sore?"

"I am perfect."

"Perfect enough for me to find some clever way to warm you up on this particularly chilly morning?" He smirked and a grin pulled on her lips and showed off her white teeth.

"I think so," she laughed and he hummed thoughtfully as his fingertips started trailing over her bare side beneath the blankets.

"Because I can think of a few..."

"Hmmm. And do any of these things require us to get dressed?"

"They absolutely do not."

"Well then I think I will approve of whatever method you choose," she grinned with a light laugh and he laughed as he kissed her.

"And the innocence is lost," he chuckled lightly and kissed her again as his fingers made their way back up her thigh.

"It was time it went," she assured playfully and he laughed a little more, "besides. I am glad it was you who opened my eyes as opposed to the king I will marry."

"You will not marry a king," he told her and she smiled at him in a way that said she was thanking him for his misguided but kind promise, "I will make sure of it."

Her smile remained unchanged as she looked at him and his thumb swirled softly over her hip. His expression was one of pure honesty and determination and it had her cradling his face in her hands as she leaned in closer and kissed him. It was slow and tender and she put every ounce of faith in him that he was going to follow through with his words. But it just wasn't enough. She knew her fate. She knew her mother. "I almost believe you," she whispered as she watched her thumb trace his lips.

"I hope one day you find it in you to believe me," he told her and she smiled a little for a moment but then it disappeared and she nodded once while her fingertips began tracing his cheekbone.

"I hope so too..."