(A/N: Remember how smutty and filthy "Forbidden" was? This is exactly like that...)
What Comes Next
Like in the good old days
Regina looks into the flames, and her mind is swimming with memories of all the things that has happened in front of this fireplace.
But then Maleficent claims her attention by asking:
"Tell me dear, are you fond of this dress?"
"Yes." Regina answers. She actually happens to like this red velvet dress quite a lot.
RITSCH!
Maleficent pays very little attention to that and Regina doesn't even get the chance to actually react before the dragon simply rips the dress, leaving the material shredded at her chest.
"Seriously?" Regina says exasperated. "Was that really necessary?"
"Yes. It really was." Maleficent smirks. "You have no idea how much I've missed ripping your clothes."
"Right. I advise you to get it out of your system, then." Regina says and thinks of all her clothes back home in Storybrooke. She's really not interested in having those ripped. That is expensive clothes.
Then Maleficent once again claims her attention, and this time it's by kissing her rather demandingly. All thoughts of expensive clothes are quickly forgotten, and Regina kisses her back with all her might.
The ruined dress is quickly slid off her shoulders and ends up on the floor. Maleficent smirks as she more or less tackles Regina onto the animal skins and blankets near the fireplace. It would appear that she's had enough of holding back and act civilized. She's clearly taking advantage of them being alone.
And Regina has zero protests against that. The only thing on her mind right now, is Maleficent's hands. They are everywhere on her body. She bites her lip not to moan out loud when the dragon cups her breasts unabashedly.
"Don't you dare holding back," Maleficent growls. "I want you to be loud, sweet one." As to stress that out, she sinks her teeth into Regina's neck.
Regina hisses at that. Right. Maleficent is a biter. How could she ever have forgotten that?
"That's better," Maleficent coos into her skin.
"Shut up and fuck me." Regina demands.
Mal lifts her head and flashes Regina a rather delighted smile. "Ah, there's the Regina I remember."
"If you won't, I will," Regina warns and keeps her gaze locked with Maleficent's as she slides one hand between her legs and rubs herself through her panties.
"Don't you dare," Maleficent growls and grabs her hand.
"Then get on with it, dragon!"
Maleficent flashes her another devilish smile. "Are you in charge tonight, little queen? That's certainly news to me."
Her grin widens as she guides Regina's hands up above her head. "Keep your hands there, my beautiful."
"You have to be kidding me!"
"No," Maleficent chuckles. As to prove her point she waves her hand, and the next second, Regina feels her wrists being restrained with invisible ropes.
"Seriously?" she says again and raises an eyebrow.
"The Regina I remember had nothing against being tied up once in a while."
"Maybe I've changed since then."
"Then break yourself out of your invisible chains, my love," Maleficent says. "I promise you, you'll be able to."
But Regina doesn't break herself out. She stays put.
"I thought so," Maleficent smirks. "Still a bad girl."
"Get on with it already!"
"Giving me orders in my own castle, darling? How long has it been since anyone adjusted your attitude?"
Regina scoffs, even though she's not in any position to be haughty. "Do you honestly believe there's been anyone beside you who has ever done that to me?"
Maleficent cackles. "I'm honored, darling."
Regina ignores that. "Am I supposed to just lie here and indulge while you ask me a million quest- ahh!" Maleficent has interrupted her complains by tweaking her nipple harshly.
"Always so argumentative," Maleficent observes as she tweaks Regina's nipple again.
This time, Regina doesn't protest. She simply closes her eyes and moans.
"Yes, do keep your eyes closed, darling," Maleficent drawls.
Regina bites back a sharp response. Maleficent is clearly trying to recreate one of their first "meetings" in front of this fireplace. And so far, she's doing a pretty good job. Except that Regina's hands weren't bound back then.
Suddenly, Mal dips down and finds Regina's lips with her own. Regina immediately responds to the kiss. How she wish she could touch Maleficent, but the dragon has apparently decided to turn this into a teasing game.
"So beautiful, my darling," Maleficent breathes into her ear. "I should restrain you more often."
"Is that a promise?" Regina sasses.
"Do you want it to be?" Maleficent shoots back as she shifts so she's suddenly straddling Regina.
"Yes..." Regina openly admits without a lick of shame. She has missed this particular aspect of her and Maleficent's relationship, and she's delighted to find out that she still enjoys this very, very much.
Above her, Maleficent snickers warmly. "Oh, how I've missed you, sweet one."
"I won't be going anywhere," Regina reminds her.
"No. No, you won't," Maleficent teases. "Maybe I'll just keep you shackled up while we're here."
"I'm sure you will," Regina mutters and groans when Maleficent suddenly swipes her tongue over the brunette's nipple without any type of warning.
And it doesn't end there. Maleficent starts kneading her other breast almost roughly, but on this particular day, Regina doesn't mind the rough treatment. Quite the contrary. She moans and tries to be as discreet as possible as she squeezes her legs together.
Maleficent notices, of course she does. "What did I tell you about taking care of things yourself?" she tuts.
"You're taking forever!" Regina complains. "Why can't you just get on with it and fuck me already?!"
"Because I'd like to cherish you a little first," Maleficent says plainly.
Regina hears the telltale sound of the other woman's dress being pulled over her head and dumped on the floor. Oh, how she wants to open her eyes and look at Maleficent, but she's not "allowed" to do that. Nor is she allowed to touch.
"This is fucking torture," she mutters through gritted teeth.
"Indulge an old dragon for a moment, darling," Maleficent laughs. "Let me worship you a little, and then I shall give you what you want."
"Why couldn't you have done this sooner?" Regina moan-complains. Seriously, she's so horny she could combust on the spot.
"Too many people, too little time," Maleficent quips. "Now be a good girl and let me appreciate you a little."
Regina groans again, but she's not really in any position to argue, so she holds her tongue and digs her head into the soft pillows underneath her as Maleficent starts peppering her neck with soft kisses. The dragon is definitely not in a hurry. She spends an illegal amount of time on dotting kisses all over Regina's neck. She pulls slightly at the skin with her teeth and then sucks long enough to make a mark.
Regina listens to the sound of the smoldering flames in the fireplace as Maleficent's mouth travels a bit lower and starts peppering her collarbone with kisses. God, I might as well be twenty years old again. This literally feels like having opened a door to the past.
Mal continues her slow pace as she travels a bit lower and reaches the top of Regina's chest. She shows no signs of being in a hurry there either as she nips and scrapes her teeth over Regina's skin and then swirl her tongue over it. Her hands joins in and starts kneading Regina's breasts very, very slowly, and Regina almost feels a bit cheated. When Maleficent said that she had wanted to have her in front of the flames since they arrived, this was not exactly what Regina had expected.
No, she had expected something a bit more...
"You're being quite sadistic," Regina mutters.
"Am I?" Maleficent mutters into her chest. "Is this not enjoyable for you, darling?"
"It is, but it's going too slow!" Regina whines.
Maleficent laughs and then she takes Regina's nipple between her lips and sucks.
Regina supposes that makes it a little better. But only a little. Maleficent is still being too slow. Too damn gentle. God, when did she decide that today would be a good day to torture Regina? Why is she doing this when she ripped her dress and was being rough two seconds ago? It's not fair.
The blonde switches side and turns her attention to Regina's left breast instead. Her lips closes around Regina's nipple and she starts sucking again. But this time, Regina is certain she's sucking a bit harder. It's still not enough, but Regina doesn't dare protesting. Maybe that will make Mal stop entirely or something like that.
So instead she cries out softly and yanks a bit on her invisible bonds. The wetness is pooling between her legs, and she so wishes she could squeeze her legs together. Just once. Just to get a little bit of friction.
Maybe her cries of pleasure has made Mal merciful. Because the blonde suddenly releases Regina's nipple with a soft pop and then travels lower until she's between Regina's legs.
Regina lets out another strangled moan when Maleficent presses a kiss to her sex through her panties. She was wrong. The dragon isn't planning on being merciful. She's still keeping up the torture as she plants teasing kisses along Regina's inner thigh and all the way down to the side of her knee. Then she switches leg and does the exact same thing. Lazy, openmouthed kisses from her inner thigh to her knee.
Regina yanks at her invisible bonds again, but she's not for one second considering breaking out of them. She doesn't mind being restrained, not one bit. But what she does mind is the ache between her legs. She's wet, beyond so. The wetness is soaking right through her flimsy panties and practically dripping down her legs. A situation that doesn't get better when Maleficent decides to take advantage of that and run her tongue up Regina's legs to lap up the wetness.
Regina almost sobs at that. "Maleficent, please! You're killing me!"
Maleficent answers that by pressing another kiss to her inner thigh and then she rather suddenly shoves a hand inside Regina's panties.
Regina yelps at the sudden contact, and her entire body completely trembles.
"I do believe you're wet, little one." Maleficent comments almost nonchalantly.
"Really?" Regina grits out and wiggles her hips slightly.
Maleficent, that bastard actually laughs at that statement and then she slowly draws the panties down Regina's legs.
Regina's eyes snaps open at that. She just can't help it, and she looks up at the very naked Maleficent.
"Who gave you permission to open your eyes?" Maleficent teases and grabs Regina's ankles to place her feet flat on the floor. Then she spreads Regina's legs so wide it feels like the brunette might be splitting in half.
Regina's breath becomes rapid. The warmth is almost overwhelming. The warmth from the fireplace, the warmth from Maleficent's hands. The warmth is everywhere. Maleficent comes up and kisses her lips. Maybe she's even biting a little, and either way, Regina is gonna end up with a swollen lip tomorrow.
"Please?" Regina mutters into the kiss. "Please?"
"Are you begging me, little queen?" Maleficent says rather delighted. "I'll say... I never expected you to do that."
And begging is most definitely beneath her. It's been a good while since Regina last begged anyone for anything, but she's naked. She's on her back, and very much restrained. And not to mention incredibly desperate. Begging is her only option.
"Do you want me to make you come, darling?" Maleficent asks silkily as she teases Regina's clit agonizingly slowly.
"Yes, yes, yes, oh god, please!" Regina babbles.
"How would you like me to make you come, sweet one?" Maleficent inquires slyly whilst she keeps up the too-slow circling. "Do you want me to fuck you with my fingers? Or do you want me to eat you out for the rest of the night? You might not have much of a voice left by the time we're done, but..."
Oh god. "A-anything!" Regina moans. "I don't care how you do it, just please make me come!"
"Anything?" Maleficent repeats, and had Regina been paying more attention, she would notice that the blonde has suddenly adopted the familiar, low tone that often meant "danger".
Suddenly, the invisible restrains on Regina's wrists disappears, and Regina lifts her head slightly.
"Turn around. On your hands and knees." Maleficent purrs.
Regina's mouth falls open with a pop as she's about to protest against that.
"You said "anything"," Maleficent reminds her and gives her cheek a light pet. "And this is how I want to make you come."
Fuck. Regina remembers this position all too well. It always made her come in a particular mind blowing way, but it's been forever and a day since she was last in this position, and she isn't sure whether it's a little beneath her or not. Her cheeks tinges pink, and this time it has nothing to do with Maleficent's touches.
"Don't be shy," Maleficent coos and gives her cheek another soft caress. "We've done this before."
Yes, but that was forever and a day ago. And I'm pretty sure I was drunk most of the times. Regina bites her lip as she rolls over to lie on her belly for a second. Then she chokes down her embarrassment and props herself up on her hands and knees. At least she doesn't have to look at Maleficent.
Maleficent is very sweet and rubs her lower back in a soothing motion. "Comfortable?" she asks gently.
"Mhmm," Regina mutters half heartedly and bows her head slightly. Her dark hair falls down on either side of her face and shields her pink cheeks.
"Don't be shy. We've done this before," Maleficent repeats as she tugs Regina's hair behind her ear.
"Was a long time ago..." Regina half-moans.
"In that case, allow me to help you remember how much you enjoyed it," Maleficent purrs, and then she slips two fingers inside Regina.
Regina yelps and her knees almost gives in at that.
"How does that feel, sweet one?" Maleficent asks as she starts thumping her fingers against Regina's g-spot.
"G-good," Regina breathes out. She's entirely focused on the way Mal's skilled fingers moves inside her.
"Just good?" Maleficent tuts and her other hand lands on Regina's bottom with a sharp smack.
Regina shrieks at that. "A-amazing!" she breathes.
"Good. I was starting to think otherwise," Maleficent teases and scissors her fingers inside Regina.
"F-f-fuck!" Regina moans and moves her hips backwards to meet Maleficent's fingers and take her in deeper.
"Yes, that's the general idea, darling," Maleficent purrs. Her other hand leaves Regina's bottom and comes up to give her breast a clumsy grope instead.
"Spank me again," Regina blurts out. She's too riled up to be embarrassed about the request.
Smack!
Regina hisses when another blow lands on her bottom.
"But of course," Maleficent coos. "Anything you want, darling."
The muscles in Regina's abdomen tightens in that warning manner, but she doesn't want to come. Amazing. A moment ago, she was begging for the very same thing, but now she's willing to hold back to make this last a bit longer.
"You're close," Maleficent comments behind her and gives her rear a firm squeeze. "I can feel you clenching around me, little queen."
"U-uh-hu," Regina moans halfheartedly and picks up the pace as she thrusts her hips backwards.
"Why don't you come?" Maleficent asks. "I know you want too."
"Want this to... last," Regina pants as her fingers tightens around the animal skins underneath her.
Maleficent laughs. "But my darling, we have plenty of time to do this again and again and again. It's not a one time thing."
Regina knows it isn't, but this just feels so damn good. If she comes now she'll be completely exhausted afterwards, she knows she will.
No, she wants this to last. She can deny herself for a little while longer.
"Come for me, sweetheart," Maleficent coos. "You need release."
"N-no!" Regina says stubbornly. She can wait. Of course, she can.
Maleficent answers her pigheadedness by withdrawing her two fingers, and Regina whines at the sudden emptiness inside her.
"What are you- Ahh! Fuck!" Her protests are cut short when Maleficent pushes not two but three fingers inside her and starts thumping them mercilessly against her g-spot. Her hand leaves Regina's rear wanders to her front and she starts rubbing Regina's clit roughly.
Regina is done for. She screams as the orgasm explodes in her body like a firework. Or flames. Her eyes rolls back into her skull and her fingers trembles as they squeeze around the blankets underneath her.
Her knees caves in, and she's entirely sure that she actually blacks out for a moment, for when she opens her eyes again, she's lying face down with her nose and mouth buried in the blankets, and she's suffocating a little, but that doesn't matter. She's too boneless to care.
Then she notices the warm fingers stroking up and down her back, and she finds that she's finally capable of lifting her head. She cranes her neck slightly to look at the very naked Maleficent who is now lying next to her.
"Are you still alive, darling?" the dragon asks and her lips twitches with amusement.
"I'm not sure. I can't feel my legs," Regina breathes.
"I've done something right then," Maleficent cackles.
"Mhmm." Regina mutters. However impossible it may sound; the pleasure is still rolling through her veins.
"Oh, darling," Maleficent laughs and those warm fingers strokes up and down Regina's back again. "I have exhausted you."
"No," Regina denies. "Just... give me a moment."
"Alright," Mal says as she pushes herself up and then stands from the blankets.
"Where are you going?" Regina immediately asks and looks at her lover. "Please don't tell me you need to transform right now."
"No, little one," Mal chuckles. "I'm merely finding something that will help you regain your strength."
Regina raises an eyebrow, but before she gets a chance to ask any questions, Maleficent returns to her side, armed with two glasses of wine.
"Sweet for my sweet," Mal quips. "Can you sit up?"
"Possibly?" Regina says as she slowly pushes herself up into a sitting position.
Mal laughs at that, leans forward to buzz Regina on the lips once, and then she hands her the glass of wine. "For you, my darling."
"Is it poisoned?" Regina quips.
"Absolutely not. It's quite safe," Maleficent assures.
Regina chuckles as she takes a sip of the wine. Mmm. It's nice and sweet. It tastes like not too faint memories.
"To the good old days," Maleficent says and raises her glass.
"The good old days," Regina agrees and clinks her glass with Mal's.
Maleficent stares rather unabashedly at Regina's naked body and smirks. "I'm afraid I'll have to forbid you to wear anything while we're here."
"Is that so?" Regina drawls and raises an eyebrow. "I don't know, Mal. Your place is pretty drafty."
"I'll keep you warm," Maleficent assures. "Every hour. Every second."
"Hmm. Then perhaps we could come to an arrangement," Regina teases and sets the glass aside after one final sip.
It's Mal's turn to raise an eyebrow when Regina without further ado starts rolling her nipple between her fingers. "What are you doing, little one?"
"Well, in a moment I'll be doing you. At least that's the plan," Regina says, vaguely aware that it's probably the least seductive thing she has ever said.
But it sure as hell works. Maleficent promptly sets her glass aside and pulls Regina down on top of her.
Unlike her blonde lover, Regina isn't one for torture. At least not at the moment. She thrusts one hand in between Maleficent's legs and snickers at what she finds. The blonde sorceress is entirely soaked.
"You really like when I'm in that position, huh?" Regina drawls.
"Yes, darling. That I do." Maleficent says plainly.
"Then perhaps we should try that again," Regina muses.
"Oh?"
Regina laughs at her eagerness and nudges her thigh. "Spread for me."
She needn't ask twice. Maleficent immediately spreads her legs.
"I wonder..." Regina drawls and skates her fingers up and down Mal's leg. "Should I put you through the same ordeal?"
"You could do that, little queen."
"But?" Regina snickers. "I'm sensing a "but" in this sentence."
"But then I would have to take you over my knee afterwards. Nobody teases me in my own castle."
"Is that so? You don't want to be restrained and on your back?"
"I'm warning you..." Maleficent growls.
"You should know by now that warnings are wasted on me, Mal."
"You won't be able to sit down tomorrow," the dragon threatens.
Regina sighs gravely as she finds Mal's clit with the tip of her finger. "Fine, fine. Have it your way."
"Afraid to get punished, dear?" Maleficent teases, and one has to admire her ability to tease while her back arches like this.
Regina shrugs. Apart from a few smacks here and there during the time they've been in the Forbidden Fortress, it's been a very long time since she was last spanked, and the thought still sends shivers down her spine, but she's also a little skittish about it. That aspect of her and Mal's relationship was so long ago.
Oh well. She pushes the musings out of her head. This isn't about her. This is about Maleficent, and Regina smirks as she replaces the fingers on Mal's clit with her mouth instead.
Maleficent cries out at that, and Regina makes it her mission to rob her off her voice.
To Be Continued...