I am so sorry about the last update mix up! I could have sworn i hadnt already posted that chapter! But I won't yank your chain this time, this is a never before posted update lol! And i hope you enjoy it x
The fire snapped and crackled, sparks straying from the orange flames as Regina's fingers twirled in her shepherd's loose curls. They were mesmerized by the flames, lulled in to a peaceful and mindless daze, neither one of them having spoken a word since they had started the fire.
It was quiet, it was peaceful. She sat in her chair with her feet tucked up beside her and he sat on the floor right in front of her with his back against the chair and his head resting against her knees. It was amazing how quickly time flew there with her. It felt like just a matter of days ago that she was giving him the cold shoulder and wouldn't speak so much as a word to him. But it had been weeks, months and so much had changed.
Now they were practically inseparable. Every spare moment of their time they seemed to be seeking out one another just to be in their company. He still couldn't believe such a beautiful woman had been hiding away within the furious Evil Queen.
You would never guess now that she had once been so vicious and cruel. He glanced away from the fire fro a moment and looked at the wildflowers he had hand picked for her just that morning. They stood in a vase on top of the mantle and it made him smile. He absolutely adored how much she loved the very smallest gestures. He needed to figure out how to right his mistake, how to make this woman his wife.
"I love you," Regina breathed softly.
It sent chills down his spine every time he heard her say those words. Even though he knew she loved him, it was not often he heard it aloud. It just didn't seem to be in her character to do so and she expressed her love in many other ways so he was never left doubting. But when he did hear those three words leave her lips, he soaked them in with a long breath, in and out, his eyes closed and his head pushing a little heavier in to her knees, her fingers continuing to comb through his hair.
Then he turned on the floor so he could look at her. Her hand in his hair fell softly to his shoulder and his hands came up to hold her knees. The flames flickered in her dark eyes and her full lips were simply begging to be kissed. Her face was free of makeup, her long hair was left down and free in shiny waves, and his heart simply lurched for her.
Keeping his eyes on her, David dipped his head and pressed a kiss to her knee and when she let her head tip to the side and her eyes dropped to the gesture, he went for more. Slowly curling his hands around her legs, he urged her to unfold them from beneath her and come closer to him. She obliged and as his hands slipped beneath the hem of her dress and found her calves, she slowly slid from her chair so that she joined him on the floor and straddled his lap.
Her arms draped over his shoulders and her parted lips hovered over his but he did not kiss her. His hands wandered her legs, over her calves and up her thighs beneath her dress only to come back down. His nose bumped against hers ever so softly, then skimmed her lips and jaw, his breaths warming her neck as he decided where to kiss her first.
A soft and pleasant hum left her lungs as she settled against him, her body relaxing in to his as she craned her neck to the side, showing him where she wanted him to start. He wasted little time in pressing a kiss to her neck. Warm, tender, loving, letting his lips linger as goosebumps riddled her flawless skin. With her eyes closed, Regina let her head roll and fall back, leading him to her throat as his hands left her legs only to find her waist and begin unlacing her dress.
His kisses made their way down her neck to her collar bone and then even lower to her sternum before he made his way back up. Kissing her jaw and her chin before she rocked her head back up straight and was left once again face to face with her shepherd. Then he kissed her mouth and her breath was stolen just as it always was when he kissed her.
Her fingers threaded through his hair as her arms wrapped around him and pulled him closer. He barely had room to loosen the string holding her bodice so tight around her figure. She didn't care, she kissed him more, kissed him as though she would never get to kiss him again for who knew what was going to happen to them.
He made it work and soon enough, her clothes were strewn over the floor of the little farm house and she was pulling his shirt over his head. His hands spread over her back, between her shoulder blades, at the small of her back, revelling in the feel of her soft skin and toned muscle beneath. He trailed his fingers up along her spine as she swivelled her head in her kiss and breathed his very same breath.
Her breasts pressed against his chest, the fire burning beside them, his hand tangling in her hair to keep her against his mouth as she rolled her hips in to his, grinding down on his cock as it grew hard in his pants. She was beautiful, seductive, a true siren, and he was but soft clay in her hands that she could mould any way she pleased and he wouldn't have it any other way.
"I love you," he panted and she moaned softly as she kissed him, pulling him in as she pressed her body as close to him as possible. Then her hands were on the waist of his pants and their kiss was momentarily broken as they rid him of the last thing in her way.
Still straddling his lap, David found himself quickly lost in her figure as he kicked his pants away and they took a moment to regroup after the fuss. She smirked at him, the expression so reminiscent of the Evil Queen herself just before she got her way. It made him hot for her in ways that should never be said aloud. His mind was so quickly foggy, his heart racing as his eyes admired every inch of her.
The firelight making her skin glow, the flames flickering over her body, playing with the shadows over her soft muscles. Her flat stomach, softly toned arms, her beautiful thighs, her round breasts. He wanted her, he needed her, and as she came closer, as she slunk toward him and slowly pushed him down on his back, he was completely at her mercy.
Her hands slid heavily over his abdomen and chest as she tipped in to him and pushed him backward, her smirking lips hovering over his. She followed him, teased him, her own heart skipping in anticipation as she ached for more of him.
Bracing her weight on his chest, Regina kissed him and his hands settled around her legs, just above the bend in her knee. "Stay there," she instructed under her breath before giving him one more kiss. And then he did as he was told and stayed put as she sat tall once more, taking his cock in her hand as she did.
Anticipation had him throbbing in her stroking hand and his breath caught as she ever so slowly guided his cock inside her. Moaning, she sunk down on him and he let out a quiet groan of pleasure to match. His fingers dug in to her skin and her lips parted and her brow furrowed in pleasure as she settled all the way down on him.
"Fuck, Regina," he huffed and she whined as she began to move, rocking her hips, slowly riding him up and down, leaning in to his grip around the backs of her thighs just because she could. Then she found a rhythm and it took every thing he had to not take her and fuck her absolutely senseless.
Her breaths quickened, grew shallow and sharp as her hands wandered her own body. Over her stomach, slender fingers lingering wherever she desired, one hand moving higher to her breasts, toying with them, rubbing and holding, her nipple peaking out from between her fingers as she whimpered in delight.
She was incredible and his hips twitched to join her in her efforts, to fuck her as she fucked him. He was obsessed with her, had been since the night in the cell and it only worsened with every day that passed. Having the privilege to have sex with her was never taken for granted.
Unable to lay still any longer, David moved his hands, one hand on her ass and the other on her clit and she laughed and moaned at the contact. Her steady rhythm was quickly lost as he rubbed but she never stopped. Her voice only fuelled him to continue as his cock throbbed inside her.
"More," she panted, her body tingling with pleasure as she dug her nails in to her breast and pulled her hair up with he other. Her moans bounced every time she came down on him and sharp pleasure hit her with every stroke of his thumb. It felt incredible and she wanted more.
She swivelled her hips, twisting on his cock as she came down and smiled in delight when he hissed and groaned beneath her. Right on the edge of her orgasm, she let herself sit and ride him, enjoy every inch of him as his strong muscles were accentuated in the light of the fire. Not too sharp or hard, but rounded and obviously toned and left her utterly dizzy for him.
"Fuck, you look so good," she breathed out quickly, the words followed by a cry of pleasure as she nearly tipped off in to her orgasm. He only gave a short chuckle under his heavy breaths as he let off on his rubbing for a moment to let her come back down, wanting to draw her out even longer.
"Likewise, your majesty," he smirked through his panting breaths and her dark, blown out eyes, shot heat straight to his gut. Then he had to fuck her. He couldn't help himself. He took his thumb from her clit and she let out a moan that was equal parts relief and disappointment.
He took her hip in his grip instead, propped himself up in his other elbow, lifting his back and hips off the ground at a slight angle, and she rose higher on her knees to accommodate him with an eager whine. Anchoring her with his hand around her hip, he began to thrust in to her, pushing his hips forward and against her, the slight angle he was set at causing her to immediately cry out in pleasure.
He hissed and cursed under his breath and she tipped backward, bracing her weight on her hand on his thigh, arching her back so her breast pushed in to her hand even more and he could watch the other bounce with each thrust.
His eyes wandered down her whole front all the way down to where his cock moved in and out and he decided he just wasn't working hard enough. So he held her hip tighter and fucked her harder. He fucked her hard enough that she could not be quiet and made a point to fill her entirely with each push of his hips.
"Oh my god," she moaned as he pounded against her, her mind spinning and her body overwhelmed and ready to burst. "Oh, fuck, David!" She cried out as she lifted her head and looked down at him. She was right on the edge again and what pushed her over was the strength he held in his body, propped up on one arm just enough to give him the range of motion to fuck her. His shoulder and chest flexed, his abdomen too, keeping her in place with just one hand on her hip and all without strain.
She fell and she fell hard. Shouting and cursing, her fingers digging to his thigh and his wrist at her hip, her body convulsing in pure pleasure as it tore through her.
David didn't let up, he kept fucking her just as hard as before, drawing out her magnificent orgasm as he moaned with her cries, drawing it out not only for her pleasure but for his as well. He loved watching her come, loved watching her unravel in to something so purely carnal and his. She was always so in control except for when he got her there, writhing and shouting under his direct control.
There was no faster way to break him than to watch his Evil Queen come. It was only a few seconds more before he let himself to succumb to her and came inside her with heavy moans and a disruption to the rhythm of his thrusts. She felt so good as she quivered and writhed on top of him and with a few more slow and hard thrusts, he let them both come down from their incredible high.
He let himself slip out from her and lay flat on his back once more and she still straddled him but her hands were on his abdomen as she caught her breath.
"I've said it before and I will say it again," she rasped and took a deep breath to gather herself before she pushed her hands forward over his body and let herself down on top of him, "you are utterly wasted on Snow White."
He breathed a small laugh for that was all he could manage at the moment with his foggy, sex ridden mind. Then she nipped at his jaw and his attention was fully taken by a heavy kiss, both her hands on the floor on either side of his shoulders as she leaned down to reach him.