Longer chapter this time :) Enjoy!
*present time*
Emma looked at her reflection in the mirror in their bathing chambers. Her lip was a little swollen, but her attention was drawn to the dark and angry looking teeth marks on her neck. It wasn't like this wasn't her usual look. There was nearly always at least one, if not many marks showing on her body and her Queen did love her neck.
But last night she'd really done a number on her. Regina's teeth had bitten deep into her flesh and the wound from it was quite intense. Enough that Emma was leaning closer to her reflection to ensure it wasn't actually infected.
Deciding it was okay for now, Emma left it alone. Regina wanted her marks shown off and she was possessive and controlling enough to actually be angry if her knight erased one. Emma thought it was a little ridiculous, but being over dramatic was one of Regina's main qualities. She stopped being surprised or questioning it long ago.
She smiled as an idea to use it to her advantage popped into her mind. She had some time to kill anyway. Regina was handling some paper work before their meeting with the advisers and the Queen preferred to be left alone for that. She claimed Emma's restless energy was a distraction.
So needing to keep herself occupied, Emma ventured down to the dungeons. It occurred to her that they were spending quite a bit of time down there, but Emma figured every mother and daughter should spend quality time together. And this was far better than the years Emma had spent being the trapped one.
Emma all but skipped down the dark and damp corridor towards her mother's cell. She managed to wipe the grin from her face before seeing her though and instead, used the hilt of her dagger to bang against the metal and jerk her mother from slumber.
She couldn't help but to laugh as Snow gasped and flinched dramatically. She cowered back before she registered where she was and who she was with.
"Good morning, mother." She sneered slightly as Snow sat up and regarded her.
"What do you want?" She spoke with a voice thick from sleep and pain. It made Emma smile.
"I want to know what you said to my Queen last night."
Snow glanced away and then almost immediately, a look of nausea and pain crossed her features. Emma's curiosity grew then and she leaned closer to the bars.
"What the hell did you say to her?"
"What, she wasn't feeling quite so...affectionate, when she came back?"
Emma wondered why her choice of words but shook her head.
"Quite the opposite, actually." She tilted her head enough so that the angry wound on her neck showed and she smirked at the wince Snow made. "She had me in every way. On my back, on my stomach, then kinda twisted up for a few minutes." She smiled wider. "She even did the thing where she uses magic to change her anatomy so she can-"
"Please, stop." Her mother pleaded and Emma laughed.
"No. Like I said, she magicked herself a co-"
"I told Regina..." She interrupted and Emma's curiosity quieted her for the moment. "I just said I couldn't love a..." She hesitated and looked away.
"You couldn't love a what?" She questioned and Snow looked up darkly.
"A...a demonic creature...like...like you." She whispered but flinched when Emma laughed loudly.
"Thank you, mother." She frowned but the knight just smirked and shook her head.
"Thanks to you, I got three orgasms and even licked my Queen to one of her own." She loved the tormented expression on her mother's face. "You know there's nothing like having a queen...queen you." She smiled devilishly.
"How can you tell these things to your mother?" Snow asked, her voice catching.
"Likely because we have no kind of bond whatsoever. I despise you and would gladly watch you die quickly like father, but Regina prefers long and ongoing suffering and I like to do as she wishes." Emma shrugged as she spoke indifferently and paced the length in front of Snow's cell.
"You should have been here the first time though. That was something incredible. You know, I can't believe you told me nothing of real pleasure. Among all your boring and nauseating talk of your love, you left out all the exciting parts. Thankfully, I had Regina as my teacher and guide.
"It all started after Regina let me cut up the old prince of Arendelle..."
*flashback*
"This is the fate that will befall anyone who crosses me or my Princess." The possessive phrasing was matched my the tone in her voice and the look in her eyes as they held Emma in her place.
Still without even a glace away, Regina moved towards Emma. She couldn't and didn't even try to stop herself as she came right in front of her little warrior, green eyes alight with an excited curiosity that further fueled the Queen's movements. She knew everyone's eyes were on them and that is exactly what she wanted. She wanted all to bare witness to this moment.
With no more hesitation, Regina reached out and grabbed Emma by the back of the neck. She saw the surprise for only a split second before she jerked the princess forward and in front of everyone, claimed Emma's lips with her own.
Emma's senses were exploding instantly. She felt like she was on fire, but the burn was completely welcome. She had never felt like this before and she was instantly and completely addicted.
Regina's lips completely took hers. They didn't just press against hers. They weren't just softly moving with her own. They managed to completely claim hers as if they owned her body completely.
Emma didn't even want to move, for fear of losing the moment. She just wanted to give Regina anything and everything the other woman was taking. When Regina pulled her even harder against her, Emma voluntarily leaned into her, not wanting to keep a single thing back.
Regina's grip on her neck was rough and tight and Emma could feel the Queen's nails digging into her skin. The slight sting of pain was surprisingly thrilling and Emma felt her entire body grow increasingly excited. When Regina's lips parted and her teeth clamped down on Emma's bottom lip, the girl let out a deep moan that she was barely even conscious of.
The physical feeling firing through her nerves was something she'd never experienced before. The tingling felt good and more and more exciting and Emma never wanted it to end. She just wanted more.
So she was significantly disappointed when the warm and demanding lips suddenly started pulling away. Regina's teeth kept a hold of Emma's lip for a few extra seconds as she leaned back before releasing it to snap back.
Emma automatically tried to follow her as they lost contact, but then the fingers around the back of her neck curled into her hair and gripped to hold her back. She opened her eyes reluctantly and was semi aware of the pout forming on her face before she got a chance to take in the Queen's expression. All frustration, and really any negativity at all, just completely dissipated, instantly.
All the possessiveness and desire that the Queen had displayed in that kiss didn't disappear. It was burning in the Queen's eyes now as they held onto Emma for another moment. The Princess noted Regina was breathing hard and looked as desperate as she felt.
That was quite surprising.
Emma made one more attempt at closing the distance, but Regina pulled the hairs on the back of her neck again with even more force and Emma knew she was pouting now.
Regina waited until she knew Emma got the message before she finally released her. She had to force her breathing to calm as she looked on at their frightened, yet completely captivated audience. The devilish smirk that she painted on her lips took some effort this time, much to the Queen's surprise.
"Now, I hope I've made myself clear." She put as much force into her voice as possible, but her mind was otherwise occupied and Regina was having trouble focusing. "Guards!" Regina commanded and her men stepped up again. "Take him back to the dungeons and chain him up. I'll be there shortly."
Regina turned towards Emma. The Princess's eyes were darker than Regina had ever seen before. Her pupils completely blown and boring into the Queen. Regina swallowed hard.
"Go," She started and there was a confused and even hurt expression on Emma's face before Regina smiled and continued. "to my bed chambers." Emma's eyes brightened instantly and Regina smirked. "Be a good girl and wait for me and you'll get a reward, understand?"
"Yes-" Emma's voice came out surprisingly thick and broken and she cleared her throat forcefully. "my Queen."
Regina's eyes darkened even further as she smiled. She nodded to Emma and the princess finally turned away. Regina watched her go but just as she was moving to follow the path of blood to her dungeon, she saw the girl turn back.
There was something in her expression. Something the Queen had never seen directed at her before. It created a tingling, fluttering feeling she'd never experienced and a confusion she'd never known.
There was something exciting about it, though.
She nodded to Emma again, a little more firmly and commanding and the Princess finally left. The smile on the Queen's face didn't though. It only grew with every step down the bloodied path to her newest prisoner.
She hated that she had to heal him. She wanted to bring her throne to the dungeon and sit in front of his cell and watch him bleed to death, slowly and painfully. She wanted to witness every second of his agony and she wanted that agony to last.
But she knew she didn't really want him dead. Not yet, at least. Not for a very very long time.
She could tell his injuries wouldn't grant him more than a few minutes and so very reluctantly, she hovered her hands over his deformed body. She would preserve his life, but nothing more. She left many bones broken and cuts open. He would not bleed to death but he would not be granted comfort. He would suffer and he would suffer forever.
She would have been slower with the process under different circumstances. In other situations when she was dealing with prisoners, she took great pleasure in drawing out their activities. On her slower days, she'd even come down to the dungeon just to play with random captives.
But this was different. For the first time, she had a reason to hurry. A reason to get this over with and leave one of her favorite hobbies for something else.
Someone else.
Thoughts of the dark and dangerous girl had an instant thrill surging through her body. The excitement from her activities with Hans paled so significantly in comparison, that the Queen was questioning how she'd ever convinced herself she was happy before.
She shook it off though. She was tired of confusion and questions over the princess that she couldn't answer. Today she would get her answers.
She finished with the Prince, leaving him breathing, but barely. She instructed the guards around him and quickly made her departure.
She didn't bother cleaning herself up. She didn't mind and she knew Emma wouldn't either. But then to her surprise, when she entered her bed chambers, she found Emma in her bathing room.
She was scrubbing furiously at her skin with a cloth clenched in her fist, the water around her running a deep red. She didn't even notice the Queen's presence. She looked almost desperate in her movements and Regina found herself frowning slightly.
She moved around the room and approached Emma from behind. The princess still didn't notice her and so she startled when the Queen reached a hand around and grasped her wrist to stop her movements.
"Be still." She commanded and Emma obeyed, letting Regina take the cloth from her hand.
She stepped up closer to her, letting the front of her body press against Emma's back. She looked over her shoulder into the mirror and caught the Princess's eyes.
"You did very well today." She spoke softly, lifting a hand to brush golden hair to the side. She moved her mouth to Emma's ear and whispered. "You're so beautiful when you're focused...and bloody...and obedient."
She felt Emma shiver slightly and she smiled. She felt that thrill again in herself and it was time to stop questioning the feeling and start exploring it.
So she moved both hands to Emma's waist and turned her around. Emma looked nervous so the Queen smiled at her.
"Relax." She pulled Emma closer until their lips just barely brushed together and she whispered against them. "Relax."
This time she was much softer when she pressed her lips against Emma's. Not wild and aggressive. She just held Emma against her and let their lips seal in a simple kiss.
Emma was so still, Regina was almost concerned. She couldn't tell is she was afraid to move or stunned or something else. Her arms just hung by her sides, unmoving. She didn't pull from Regina, but she didn't press into her either or make any moves to respond to her kiss.
Regina wanted a response, so she pulled Emma harder against her, her fingers gripping her waist tightly. She tilted her head slightly and moved her mouth against Emma's thin lips as she walked the girl backwards.
She finally got a small gasp when Emma's back hit the stone wall roughly. She used the opportunity to slip her tongue into Emma's mouth.
And that was all it took.
At the first real taste of her Queen, Emma couldn't help herself. She moaned out her pleasure as her hands just started moving on their own accord. She just wanted more and more and before she realized what she was doing, she was pulling Regina in as tightly as she could, her arms squeezing the small frame hard.
She was so lost in her haze, that she didn't notice the Queen trying to pull back. She was instantly addicted to Regina's taste and sucked against her tongue trying to get more. Emma moved her lips further apart but then Regina's teeth cut down into her bottom lip painfully, making her wince and jerk back.
When she opened her eyes, she was met with the Queen's dark gaze. They were both breathing hard as a small trail of blood dripped from Emma's lip to her chin. She didn't notice that though, too caught up in Regina's lustful gaze and so she tried to close the distance again.
Regina's hand shot up instantly and gripped Emma's throat before pressing her back into the wall. She was stronger than Emma thought possible and the princess was tempted to test that strength. Her head was clearing just enough though, to stop herself from pushing the Queen and ending up in a cell next to Hans. Instead, she let Regina hold her there and just tried to breathe evenly.
Regina looked intensely at Emma, her eyes were a clear warning. She tightened her grip for a few seconds, seeing the growing discomfort in Emma's expression as she struggled for air, before she calmed and spoke.
"Relax." She repeated her earlier command. She knew Emma so easily lost control, and the moment she finally responded to the kiss, only to nearly crush the Queen in her grip, Regina began to worry just the slightest.
If they were going to explore this- whatever this was between them, then she didn't want to have to worry about Emma losing control on her. She loved Emma's rage like nothing else, but only when she was ultimately in control. She needed to be careful until Emma developed more.
"Be careful. Do you understand me?" She kept her hand around Emma's throat, needing the warning to be clear, but she relaxed her grip enough for Emma to breath easily.
"Yes, my Queen. I'm...sorry." She frowned and tried to duck her head, but Regina moved her hand to Emma's chin, raising it to look her right in the eyes.
"Don't be sorry. Be better." She leaned forward and placed a soft, chaste kiss to Emma's lips before pulling back again.
Emma stayed still, her eyes slipping closed and staying closed when Regina pulled back. The Queen watched her with a soft expression before leaning in and kissing her again, just as lightly, and she smiled into Emma's lips when the girl kissed back this time.
She pulled back again and again, Emma's eyes stayed closed and her body stayed still against the wall. Regina cupped both her cheeks in her hands and leaned into Emma as she pressed her lips against hers again. She lingered this time for a few extra seconds before pulling back and felt Emma's hands move to her waist again.
Regina waited momentarily and then kissed Emma another time, moving her lips softly now. Emma still held her lightly and responded calmly. When Regina slipped her tongue past Emma's lips this time, the princess trembled lightly, but kept her body mostly still, still keeping a relaxed hold on Regina.
Regina kissed her deeply. She loved the tremble in Emma's body and played with her tongue until she felt it again.
Emma breathed calmly through her nose and held Regina gently, hoping the Queen would never pull back. She did though, after a few moments and Emma forced herself to hold still and not try to take Regina back again.
She smiled when she felt Regina move her lips to her jaw and place a kiss there, trailing more as she moved towards Emma's ear. The Queen licked the shell and grinned at the shiver that ripped through the princess's entire body.
"That's a good girl." She praised in a whisper before taking Emma's earlobe between her teeth.
Small gasps and shivers continued to move through the girl's body as the Queen bit lightly and playfully at her ear before sucking hard. Emma's hands tightened on Regina's waist without thought.
Almost immediately, Regina's teeth were on her ear again, but not gently. She bit down hard in a clear warning and Emma's eyes shot open. She relaxed her grip completely on Regina and waited a breath to see what her response would be.
She sighed in relief when the Queen licked over the injured skin, kissing it softly before pulling back.
"Better." She said and tilted her head. "I can't let you be rough until I know you can be controlled and obedient. Do you understand?"
"Yes." She nodded, but was frowning slightly. Regina tilted her head as she regarded the disappointed princess.
"Well how about we work on that, then?" She smiled wickedly as Emma's confused expression met hers. "Come along, darling." She released Emma completely and spun around, leaving Emma to follow after.
"Where?" She asked just as Regina reached to doorway out of the bathing chamber.
The Queen turned her head back and smiled.
"To bed, of course. As I said...you need to learn some obedience."
The tingling feeling Emma had been so curious about nearly exploded in her then. Her knees suddenly felt too weak to hold her up and she was glad Regina disappeared before she could see how Emma stumbled momentarily.
She didn't know what was happening with her body now and she was thrown by the excitement growing rapidly. She moved a hand to her stomach and trailed it lower to where she was feeling the most intense. But she realized quickly that she could stop and stand there and question it...or...she could chase after the Queen and discover what it meant.
It was only a second before Emma was tearing out of the room as fast as her feet could take her.