The Monster in my Bed
Chapter Thirteen: Things Are Not What They Seem
She's got two little horns/ And they get me a little bit/ Cause her hell's my paradise
-Horns, Bryce Fox-
Seduce Emma Swan to the dark side. That had been the plan. And Regina had thought she would have no qualms carrying it out. But she was wrong.
She hadn't expected Emma to seduce her in return. Though to be fair, the girl hadn't known she was doing it, and that was the most dangerous part of it all. That Emma was able to do it without trying, and Regina let her- something that was equally as dangerous.
Regina knew it was stupid and inadvisable to let this happen. To let Emma turn her heart into mush. The last time she had surrendered to love was about a hundred years ago and Cora had seen to destroying it. But she couldn't help it. Emma poured her love into Regina with her mouth between her thighs, infecting her body and soul and mind.
And Regina didn't want it to stop.
She squirmed on the bed, panting, and one hand clenching the bed sheets, other gripping Emma's head.
"Harder. Harder," she gasped, bucking her hips up violently. She was so close, she could feel it. She could feel herself losing all control as her body screamed for release.
Emma complied and bit down on Regina's clit, earning a pleased hiss that turned into a moan as Regina finally came, her neck straining as she tossed her head back and bit her lip hard to muffle her screams of ecstasy. Emma finished up, cleaning up the mess with her mouth before sliding her way back up and tracing the marks she had left on Regina's skin. The demon liked pain in her pleasure and bite marks, fingernail marks, all so deep that they bruised and bleed, littered her body. Already they were disappearing due to her rapid healing, but something new had appeared as Regina came down from her high.
Emma sat up, intrigued. "Are those horns?"
"Hmm?" Regina opened her eyes, still floating peacefully.
"On your forehead." Emma reached out and touched one, seeing her own reflection in it. It was completely black and shiny; like looking at obsidian stone. The pair of them were not too large, situated perfectly and touching the start of Regina's hair.
Regina touched them, surprised they had shown up. She was usually good at hiding them in her human form. She hadn't meant for them to come out but orgasm must have brought them out, made her lose control over her magic. "I'll hide them."
Emma slapped Regina's hands away. "Don't do that. I like them. They're cute."
"Cute?" Regina scoffed. "They're not supposed to look cute. But terrifying."
"Sure, you grump," Emma rolled onto Regina, letting the softness of their chests brush against each other as she planted a soft kiss on the brunette's lips. Then she bent her head and bit down hard on the junction of Regina's neck. She had been worried about being too rough but Regina could take anything she dished out and even goaded her into being rougher. "Shall I use the paddle this time? Or do you want the whip?"
"You're not satisfied yet?" Regina groaned as Emma moved down and bit along her collarbone.
"Never. Not with you," Emma answered honestly, slipping her hand between Regina's legs once more.
Regina didn't even have the strength to deny her this. "You demon," she whimpered as Emma began to circle her fingers harshly against her sensitive nub. Emma's stamina was insane now that she was more experienced. The demon must have awoken something deep inside her; some buried want and need. She could keep up for rounds with Regina. This was what? Round ten?
"I thought that was you?" Emma teased. The blonde had flourished into a woman over the past six months they had been in the Enchanted Forest. And Regina couldn't decide if she liked surrendering to the upper hand Emma had on her sometimes, or if she hated it. Probably hated to love it.
Emma began to speed up her hand, roughly entering Regina who hissed out her pleasure and dug her nails harshly into Emma's skin. She was going to reach her climax again and soon.
If a demon could reach heaven, then Emma's touch would be the closest thing to it.
When they finally finished, freshly washed and bodies relaxed, they cuddled up on the couch downstairs in their private quarters. Emma had begged Regina to bring a TV here, and while the demon had been stubborn at first, she couldn't resist the sight of the blonde on her knees before her, or of the compelling argument her tongue buried between her legs made. So they got the TV and now they were watching a show of sorts. Once Upon a Crime had finally ended, the show descending into a mess without it's superb leads in it. Emma's hand was running over Regina's stomach, making circles. It was an entirely domestic scene.
Completely too domestic. They should have known it wouldn't last for long, not given their luck.
And this time it was Emma who broke the serenity for them. "Can I tell you something?" she asked.
"Why are you hesitating? You don't have to ask my permission." Emma normally didn't pause before speaking, always saying what was on her mind. Why was she so timid now?
Emma shrugged, her hands stilling on Regina's stomach. She turned and sat facing Regina, smiling dreamily at her. Emma seemed to glow with radiance lately and Regina wondered why that was. "I know that things are...special between us, given who you are and who I am. And I know that you might not feel the same level of depth of feelings for me. But I just have to say this. Just have to get this off of my chest. And you don't have to reciprocate," Emma hastily added at the end when she saw Regina open her mouth.
What was Emma going on about now? A dread feeling settled into Regina's gut.
"I just wanted to tell you...I...I love you," Emma said softly and Regina felt her insides freeze as the room around them suddenly shook. White light permeated from Emma, warm and gentle on the skin, and spread outwards until it finally died down in intensity and left sparkles floating in the air. Emma looked on in wonder. "What the fuck was that?" Her eyes were wide.
Despite the warmth of the rays prior, Regina was almost shaking with cold. This was bad. Very bad.
Whatever evil stains that Emma had on her soul...were just gone.
Vanished.
Into thin air.
Like someone had gotten a bleach pen and just dabbed them out.
How. How was this possible?
"Regina? Are you okay?" Emma asked, but no, Regina was not okay. She got up stiffly from the couch and poofed away, somewhere far, far into the woods of her world. She needed air. Needed time to think. Needed to blow some shit up. With a snarl she waved her hand and knocked out a whole row of trees next to her, uprooting the whole ground with them.
No. Nononononononono, this was bad. Really bad. Her mother was going to kill her. After all that effort in turning Emma's soul from white to gray to almost black with each kiss and fuck, now it was pure white again. All because Emma had said those three little words. In fact, those three little words should have finished the corruption of Emma's soul. But they hadn't.
Falling in bed with a demon was one of the bigger sins a human could commit, but being in love with a demon...that was something else. That was even worse, yet apparently when Emma was in love with one it rewrote the whole paradigms of archaic rules.
What kind of bullshit was this?
Fuck! Now she would have to do everything all over again and she was running out of time!
She didn't even know what to do anymore. What even was her purpose? She had none. There was no more reason for her to stay around Emma if she couldn't even do the one task she had been assigned all those years ago.
Regina took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. No, there was no need to worry. She was a Mills. They didn't just give up. Regina would try again. And again and again until she finally succeeded. She couldn't let this failure scare her away.
Inner fires reinvigorated, she took a calming breath and held her back out straight. She had to head back to Emma. No doubt the girl was confused as to what had happened. Regina leaving in the middle of that was bound to raise questions and concerns. But just as she was about to leave, she felt that presence behind her. It had been a constant thing, on and off for months on end. Regina had tried tracking it down once or twice before but never found anything. Usually it stayed far away. Not this time.
Now, it was right behind her, radiating with evil intent. Regina slowly turned around, eyes taking in the form of the demon next to her.
The demon was three feet away, and it wore the form of a red haired woman, eyes glimmering darkly like the jewels on her black long dress, sleeves flared out around her. "So you're the one whose been stalking me all these months," Regina said evenly.
"Stalking?" The woman had a British accent. "I wouldn't call it that."
"Than what would you call it?"
"Observing."
"Why."
"Not why, but for who."
"Whom," Regina couldn't help from correcting.
The red haired woman waved her hand. "Pish posh. Who, whom, same as po-ta-toe, po-tah-toe." She giggled. "I've been doing it for mother dearest. She was worried you wouldn't be able to keep up your end of the job."
"Mother? Do you mean Cora?" Snakes of fear curled down her spine.
"Who else, silly." Regina really didn't like how this woman talked. All show and no substance.
"Mother only has six daughters."
"That she's revealed. But there are more you don't know about." The red head threw her hands up. "Say hello to your new half sister, Zelena!"
"Half sister?" That explained partially why Zelena's signature was so close to Regina's. Yet...all of Cora's daughters weren't directly related to each other. How did that make Zelena her new half sister? On second thought, she didn't care. Demon birth lines were convoluted and she didn't want to get into it with this demon wannabe. "Well, I don't appreciate being spied on. So kindly take your business elsewhere."
"Oh, I don't think that's going to happen any time soon. You see, I've been trying to get you out of that castle for ages," she smiled, clasping her hands behind her back. The shields up on it had been too strong for Zelena's magic.
Regina had been in the castle for quite a while, but she didn't see any point in going to the outside world when everything important was there, including Emma. "I tried setting the world on fire, killing off your minions, even declaring myself the new queen, yet nothing worked." Regina vaguely recalled that happening outside her windows but she couldn't care less about her people. After all, they couldn't die and would just come back. "But imagine my luck and surprise when I saw that you finally left, and it was because Emma was able to push you out. What did she do to cause that? Did you have a lover's spat?"
"What happened isn't important to you-"
"Oh, but it is. Because you failed to take Emma's soul, and have instead fallen in love with her!"
Regina stood there quietly, absorbing the absurdity of that statement, before throwing her head back and roaring with laughter. "Really? You think I'm in love with Emma? How ridiculous. I was only trying to seduce her soul into damnation!"
Zelena laughed her own laugh. Whereas Regina's was low and robust, her's was tinny and high. "This is rich! You are in love with Emma and you don't even know it! How blind can you be!"
This stopped Regina's laughter short. "I'm not in denial over it, I truly am not in love with Emma!"
"Sure, sure," Zelena waved a flippant hand. "You tell yourself that. Regardless, I'm here to take over as demon in charge for Emma. Mother's orders."
Regina felt anger curl in her veins. "You're going to enter a contract with her? When did mother order this!"
"A month ago. You would've known had your head not been up Emma's ass."
This wasn't good news. She couldn't let another demon take over. Emma was hers!
Zelena sensed this. "Territorial? Don't worry, I'll treat Emma right. I just know how she loves that little trick that you do with your tongue, or how she likes to be spanked."
"Don't you dare!" No one was going to touch Emma like that except for Regina! Possessive rage filled her.
"And you say you don't love her," Zelena tsked, shaking her head. "Fine. If you don't want to give her up, than I'll have to fight you for it. If I win-"
"You won't," Regina grit out, ready to battle to the death if she had to, to keep Emma as hers. Then she launched into her second form.
Zelena did the same. Orange smoke enveloped her and she reemerged changed. Her outfit was black, and her skin totally green. A long nose protruded from her face and it was covered in warts and dripping with mucus. On her head sat a pointy hat, and in her hand was a spindly broom. Her giant googly eyes, which stared in both the wrong direction, span in their sockets as she laughed witch-like. "We'll see whose the better daughter!"
"I have no need to prove myself," one of the mouths on Regina's hair hissed. The voice was dry, like rustling leaves.
"I'm clearly the better daughter," hissed another.
"Cocky little shit!" Zelena spat out and lifted her broom up. From the tip of it magic blasted out. Regina nimbly avoided it by jumping to the side. The magic was powerful, proving that Zelena was in some way related to Regina. But the way she cast her spells- Regina analyzing as she simply avoided or blocked the spells lazily- was sloppy. She had no proper training. Regina would be able to take her down easily.
Or maybe, she didn't need to kill her half sister. Maybe she could come into use as a hostage. Regina had a nifty little device in her Vault that would let her do that. First, she'd have to weaken Zelena.
Erecting up a shield on all sides, she lifted the flats of her palms to the sky and let storm clouds gather above her. Zelena was so busy trying to blast the shield's down that she didn't notice this, until lightening struck Regina's hands, brightening the dark of the woods. "I feel like my greeting to you earlier was lacking. How rude of me." More electricity continued to pour into Regina, sparking down her figure and running into the ground. Zelena paused to admire the sheer power, mouth gaping open. "My name is Regina Malum, or Regina Mills. Evil Queen if you want to use my demon name. I am the second highest ranked demon in hell, and my mother is Cora, the top demon in hell. I have walked the earth for centuries, and I own and am master of several world's, one in which you are currently intruding. Our family doesn't take kindly to intruders, or to those who try to steal from us. In fact, we do not take kindly to anything, and have ravaged and destroyed more civilizations than times you have breathed." The sky had gone completely dark over the two of them, white flashes of light contrasting sharply. "Oh, also I like burning things, eating healthy food, and I love the color purple.
There, now that you know whose going to kick your ass, welcome to the family."
With that, Regina took down her shields and sent her charged attack at Zelena. Zelena had come to her senses earlier and threw up her own types of shields. She wasn't going to run away. She wanted to show that she was worthy of being finally accepted into this family; was worthy of Cora showing her off to the public and not keeping her hidden like some failed experiment.
Alas, today was not the day.
The attack ripped through the shields and went right into Zelena, who was electrocuted for a good ten minutes before she finally dropped to the ground, smoking but in one piece. She wasn't unconscious but barely clinging onto reality. That was disappointing-it seemed Regina had underestimated Zelena's strength. Everything around her had been scorched and it smelled heavily of ozone. Regina pulled out the device from her Vault and activated it with a flick.
"What are you doing?" Zelena croaked out.
"Putting you somewhere where you can't hurt Emma."
Emma was worried. Regina had been gone for over an hour. Where could she had gone? Had Emma scared her away with her declaration of love? Or was it the weird glowy light that had scared her?
Emma dearly wished to know the answer, her insecurities eating her up. She knew she'd said it was okay if Regina didn't say I love you back, but she'd never expected the demon to run off. Now what was Emma going to do?
Stupid! I should have never said those words, she internally berated. Maybe I should go after her? But no, what if that only makes things worse?
Just as she had decided that she had to go out, because what if Regina had gotten into trouble, the woman poofed back into the room. "Regina!" Emma ran and hugged her demon. "I was so worried. I thought you'd gotten hurt or something."
"I'm fine, little one," Regina soothed, patting the top of Emma's head. It was good to come back and see Emma whole, and safe, and most importantly, hers.
"What happened? Why did you leave?" Emma pulled away, eyes trained on Regina for any lies the demon might spout. She wasn't expecting an I love you, but it would have been nice to hear it. So Emma dearly hoped that wasn't the reason for Regina running away. And if it was, than she'd rather Regina say it out loud rather than hide it because that would make Emma feel worse.
Regina knew there was no point in lying. Emma had developed the irritating ability to tell if someone was lying to her. It worked on pretty much everyone, and though Regina was skilled at lying, sometimes even those skills weren't enough to help her. She blamed this ability on Emma's annoying genetics. Why did she of all people have to get such an ability? Demons were built on lies. "I found the problem and solved it."
"What problem?"
Regina pulled away and conjured them two glasses of alcohol to drink before indicating for Emma to sit down. Emma grabbed one of the levitating glasses and sat down with it. "I didn't tell you this because I didn't want to worry you," Regina began carefully, dissecting in her head what could be said and what could be not. "But over the course of our time here, I sensed a strange presence. I wasn't sure what it was at first and whenever I tried to track it down, it would disappear. So I reinforced the protective spells on the castle and stayed here, figuring I could protect you better like this, and that the stranger would also grow bored and leave."
"Were you worried they were here after my soul?" Emma took a sip.
"Yes. And it turned out I was right. I left today because that blast of magic you gave off alerted them and I sensed they wouldn't be holding back. I caught them in the woods. It was a demon, a higher caliber one, but nothing I couldn't handle." Regina gave a cocky smirk. "They are no longer an issue to us."
"You should have told me before."
"I took you to this world so you wouldn't have to worry over such things. I'd be breaking my own vow if I did that, if I let you stress."
Emma sighed reluctantly. She should have known some more demons would pop up to try to take her soul. It was really getting annoying now. "I suppose. But tell me next time. I want to fight these demons too. Show them that I am not some weakling."
"Will do. Why don't you start with this demon right here?" Regina said coyly, biting her bottom lip, leaning into Emma's space. Regina was feeling desperate. She needed to re-corrupt Emma's soul. What better way than sex with a demon?
"You want me to fight you?" Emma asked, voice lowering as she stroked a hand down Regina's cheek. It was such a loving gesture. Zelena's words ran in Regina's head like a train wreck. You're in love with Emma.
No. No, this wasn't love. Zelena had only been trying to rile up Regina. Regina was going to prove her wrong. This was going to be meaningless to her, just a means to the end. She poofed Emma and herself into the bedroom.
They were both naked as Regina pushed Emma onto her back, nipping delightfully at Emma's collarbone, raking her nails down Emma's rib cage as the blonde gasped out breath after breath. Regina was relentless in her assault. She kissed Emma hard until the human's head spun. She pinched and fondled Emma's breasts, left angry claw marks on her stomach, and her lips were merciless on Emma's nether lips. The girl was coming in mere minutes. Yet, her soul color hadn't changed. Regina's job still wasn't done.
She materialized some rope and candles, and some paddles and handcuffs. She was going to use them all on Emma. She was going to make Emma's soul darker than black.
"What's gotten into you today?" Emma asked in a scream hoarse voice once the third round was over. Regina was intense today, frantic, as if trying to covey something with her actions that her words could not.
"I was just...worried. Seeing that demon made me realize I could have lost you again," Regina murmured out from between Emma's thighs where she was quickly driving Emma to her fourth orgasm. Emma drove her fingers into Regina's hair and anchored herself there as her eyes rolled into the back of her head, letting out a soft moan from the back of her throat as her body shuddered. With a few more carefully placed licks she was over the crest and this time sitting up. Her body needed a bit of a break.
"Where are you going?" Regina asked as the blonde woman freed herself from the ropes around her arms.
"To you. I haven't touched you yet," Emma said, splaying her hands over Regina's ample chest.
"It's fine. Tonight is about you," Regina caged Emma's wrists to hold her back but Emma just wrapped her legs around Regina's waist and sank a deep kiss with tongue onto her. Regina's eyes fluttered close as she let the kiss overtake her, let herself taste Emma. Emma always tasted faintly of vanilla. While Regina was distracted Emma freed her hands and slipped them between their pressed bodies. One held onto Regina's tanned hip while the other delved into her heat, gathering up the moisture there.
Regina groaned into Emma's mouth and her hips rocked into the motion of Emma's stroking before the blonde pushed three fingers roughly into her. Then using some of her magic like they had done before, she began to send warm pulsations through Regina's inner walls which clenched in appreciation. Regina's arms tangled behind Emma's head, pulling her closer, hips riding harder as arousal over came her. She felt so safe and loved for in Emma's hold.
A bolt of panic hit her on the L word. She couldn't believe she had just used it.
This isn't love this isn't love... Regina reiterated over and over in her head while her body fell apart in pleasure, while her heart squeezed with adoration, and her soul soared with freedom. Once she'd come down from her high, she opened her eyes and looked at Emma, the girl's eyes holding affection. And her soul...after all those rounds...
Emma's soul was unerringly still pure. As pure as snow. Regina couldn't do this anymore.
With a frustrated sob, Regina disappeared into the night.
She wandered in the woods for a while, naked but not noticing the cold at all. Her arms were wrapped around herself and she didn't know what to do or think. Everything she done for the past decades...useless. Maybe she really was a failure like her mother said she was. Regina had to amend this. Had to make something of it. Maybe if she took Emma back to the human world? Maybe there the distractions of other demons and human problems would help distance Regina from Emma. Yes, that was what this all was. Regina had spent too much time locked in with the human in close space. That's why she was all out of wack. But going to the human world and placing some distance between them would help.
Vigor renewed, she clothed herself once more and made way to the castle to where Emma had wrapped a robe around her shoulders. Her arms were crossed over her chest and her brows were furrowed. "What now?" Emma knew Regina was hiding something, but what? What could have scared her off like that.
The demon's face didn't waver, or betray any emotion as she spoke. "More demons. I think we may need to world hop for a little bit."
Emma knew there was a lie there somewhere, but she didn't say anything. She wanted to give Regina the benefit of the doubt. Hoped that Regina would eventually tell her the truth of her own volition. "For how long?" she settled on saying, watching Regina's face for a hint of anything as to why she was doing this now.
Regina's face was stone. "I don't know. Until we are safe again. And we're going to the human dimension once more."
"Why? Why the human world? Isn't it the most dangerous there for me?" Emma pointed out, tightening her hold.
"That's exactly why we should go there. They won't expect us to go there again."
Emma said nothing, just kept Regina's gaze. What could be bothering the demon? She looked half scared, but what could have scared her so? Emma sighed out, pushing some hair from her face. "Fine. I'll pack up my stuff and be ready in half an hour."
"Good. That's enough time for me to handle my affairs here," Regina said and then strode off to deal with outstanding issues with her kingdom.
When half an hour had passed, Emma stood with one suitcase in hand. Everything else had been swallowed up into Regina's Vault, a place that Emma to this day did not know what it was for or what was in it. "Ready?" Regina asked after waving a swirling purple vortex into life.
"Ready." Then Emma grasped Regina by the hand and they jumped through. After the loud hum and the bright purple of the travel faded from Emma's senses her jaw dropped open. "Regina, are you sure this is the right place?"
All around Emma there were steaming piles of rubble, small fires ignited in some of them. Cars, trucks, lay scattered around, blood pooled around them and the still human bodies unfortunate enough to be caught in the wave of whatever enemy was attacking this place. Distant screams of pain echoed around, followed by explosions. The sky over them was blood red, not even the clouds safe from the crimson saturation. The wind carried the stench of death around them. "What the fuck is going on?" Emma walked towards one of the still bodies next to her. It looked human, so was it the human world? "Regina?" Emma whipped her head towards the brunette who had covered her mouth with her hand. Her eyes were alive with horror.
"This is the human world."
"Then what the hell is happening!" Emma was losing her patience for Regina's lack of composure.
Regina swallowed heavily, her voice hoarse.
"The Apocalypse."
Emma sat down at those words, bruising her skin from how hard she fell down. "For real?" her voice was small and broken. Her mind couldn't grasp what was occurring. It had to be a joke.
But no, this didn't look like a joke. It was too real.
They had actually stumbled into the apocalypse.
A/N: This concludes the first half of the story. I'll be putting up the second half as soon as I can get most of it planned out and finished. Second half will definitely have more fight scenes and it will also have some relationship drama.