Won't Someone Save Me from Me?
She didn't need to see Emma to know she was still here, her heat pungent in the air. The blonde was staring out the window, having waited patiently for Regina to descend. She spun on Regina's arrival, a small smile on her face. "Glad to see you're okay." Regina flushed at this, knowing her behavior had been less than stellar and gods, had she really called Emma 'mine'? That was a new low. She only hoped Emma wouldn't ask about it, that she hadn't even heard it.
"Yes. I've fared worse," Regina said, clearing her throat and trying to retain her grace. They both stared at each other, not sure what move to make next. Emma broke their intense gazing first because she could feel herself stirring with want. "Today was just weird. I don't understand what's going on. You and Ruby were so aggressive and then so was Hook-"
Regina tensed at the mention of Hook. She would kill him too, for daring to do get close to Emma.
"And everyone was looking at me and just...smelling me? I don't understand what's going on," Emma's eyes pleaded with Regina to provide an explanation while her tone held even and unaffected, like she was trying to come of as strong and unbothered by this.
Regina had one, but she didn't know if Emma would like it. Not one for beating around the bush, she got to it bluntly.
"You're in heat now," Regina said, trying to keep her speech as dispassionate as possible to prevent the knowledge of how much Emma's heat was bothering her become apparent to said perpetrator. Emma literally oozed sex appeal out of every pore; her body scent was screaming in big bold letters with arrows pointing at her "fuck me!" To any Alpha that was an irresistible message. It made them want to dominate the blonde, made them claim her as theirs. And that was dangerous. Ruby was just one example of that. She was an aggressive alpha who had wanted a piece of Emma regardless of whether Emma wanted it or not. There was no telling how other alphas would react. Regina had had more experience in controlling her needs, in channeling them out, so she knew she wouldn't dare force herself onto Emma like that. Untrained others might not be as inclined. Still, she wouldn't risk it by staying in the same place as Emma for too long. She'd already been attracted to Emma even before this stupid spell occurred and now with Emma in heat and Regina back in her old Alpha form, things could get...messy.
"And what does that mean?" Emma scratched her head, thoroughly annoyed by all these new terms and laws that were in place now because of this spell. She'd heard Ruby mention it before but vaguely and briefly.
"Heats are for Omegas and some Betas and it's means you're...randy. Open to accept any Alpha who will conquer you. And they will want to conquer you, make no mistake. Omegas are considered the perfect meek submissive partners for Alphas, and now, with you in heat and your hormones basically putting out into the air all these appealing signals that you can be mounted, Alphas will keep coming after you. You won't be safe outside in town."
"Oh," Emma made a weird face. She hadn't know that her arousal was affecting others; she'd just thought she was slightly out of wack and horny because she hadn't been with anyone in a while. And, this whole system was fucked up. Her, being submissive? There was no way in hell she would do that. She was the dominant one in the relationship. She liked being on top and to hell with what she had been labeled as here.
Did all Alpha's really see her as something meek now? Was that why Ruby had been so pushy and aggressive and confused when Emma hadn't just turned over and done what she wanted? Shit, this was some fucked up shit. And Ruby said she liked this; Emma was trying really hard not to judge her friend right now, because this stuff here, was oppressive and not at all okay. Did Omegas not have a say in any matter? Were Alphas the only ones with power?
"And what about you?" Emma spoke at last, Regina having patiently observed Emma's concerned expression while the blonde silently mulled something over. Regina had said all Alpha's were interested in sleeping with Emma, so did that mean Regina felt it too? The thought of Regina pistoning three fingers in and out of Emma made her feel incredibly hot, made her already persistent arousal only spike higher. She could not hide the shiver that went up her spine.
"What about me?" Regina feigned ignorant even though she had noticed the shiver going through Emma's body and it made her wonder what Emma was thinking about now.
"Do you want to mount me too?" Emma had found Regina's word choice adorable. And she focused on how cute it was and definitely not how hot it was, in order to stave off her arousal. It wasn't really working; she shouldn't be surprised, nothing was today.
Regina flushed heavily on this as she imagined herself mounting Emma, the blonde panting and moving under her. There was a tug on her groin and her heart doubled it's beat. Fuck, you have no idea how much I want to. But Regina couldn't do that to her friend.
"I do," she answered honestly, blinking rapidly to remove the lust from her gaze. "But I won't." Said conclusively as if this might get her to stop desiring Emma.
Emma felt disappointment well inside her at this confession. Why did Regina refuse to sleep with her? Did she only feel attracted to Emma because of the heat thing? Did she not find Emma attractive at all outside this weird omega thing? Emma knew she shouldn't expect Regina's feelings to be changed by this, but Emma had been hoping that...had been hoping what? They were friends, and that was it. Emma was allowed to think Regina was hot, in a friendly manner, and so was Regina. But only in a friendly manner. There was nothing else to it. Could be nothing else to.
"And other Alphas might not respect you like that," Regina continued on. "Therefore, if I was you, I wouldn't go outside. You'll be safe here. I won't bother you."
"You expect me not to go outside? What the hell Regina! I'm a free woman. I should be able to go outside whenever I want to!" Emma really hated being told what to do. Hated being caged indoors. It reeked too strongly of prison.
Regina shook her head. "I know and I know it's not fair you're an omega, but...for your own safety you have to."
"That is bullshit. I won't do it. There has to be another way to get past this," Emma insisted and Regina pursed her lips, annoyed with Emma's stubborn nature. The woman had no idea how aggressive these Alpha's could get, how demanding and uncaring of her wants. Emma would get eaten alive; it was surprising nobody more than Ruby and Hook had gone after her so far. "I won't stay cooped up here. I have a right to go outside."
"That you do Emma but I already told you, people aren't the same anymore. They're dictated by these ancient instincts and rites that can make them do terrible things."
"Then I'll beat them the fuck up. I have magic."
"Would you use your magic to hurt Ruby? Would you use it to kill her?"
Emma blanched at this, offended by Regina's harsh offers. "Why would you suggest that to me?"
"Because that might be the case. And I'm not over-exaggerating. Sadly, you saw what occurred between me and Ruby earlier today and even though I have superior control over this part of myself, it wasn't enough to stop me from being ready to fight her to the death. These sorts of battles between Alphas are expected and if you go out you can cause more of them. People could get hurt fighting over you. Do you want that?"
Emma shook her head morosely. She didn't know it was this serious. She didn't want her friends to be hurt. But why should she suffer for something she had no choice in picking? "Isn't there something that could be done that would let me go outside? I don't want to stay cooped up here forever. Maybe a spell or something to dampen my smell?"
The reluctant look in Regina's eyes clued Emma in that there was something, something that Regina would hate to say. That there was a solution.
"There is a way to get around it, so to speak," Regina voiced hesitantly. "But it's...unconventional."
"Is it a potion? Some salve I have to put on my skin?" Emma was ready to do whatever.
Regina shook her head slowly; the only thing that worked were suppressants but unfortunately, that hadn't come over in the spell so there was no way to suppress heats or ruts and if Regina could have been given more time, she could have made an equivalent in potion version but Emma's heat had come out of nowhere.
So, she didn't have much options for Emma. Regina's expression looked pained, apologetic almost. "It's...an Alpha would have to leave their scent over you. In this way, you would be 'claimed' and other Alphas would be warned off from touching you, because you are essentially that Alpha's property."
"Did I ever tell you how fucked up this sounds?" Emma shook her head in disgust. Her, someone's property? Not at all how she liked viewing herself. But, this was less demeaning than being held indoors like some sort of pariah.
"Yes, well it was how life was in the Enchanted Forest. I got rid of this as soon as I could. I never liked the way it made people into...such animals," Regina said darkly.
"Now I know why all of you are so fucked up," Emma darkly joked.
Regina gave a rueful smile at this.
"Okay, so how do we do this Alpha thing?" Emma decided she might as well do it. It didn't sound too bad. And if it was Regina claiming her...than all the better. The deep part of her altered by this spell didn't mind Regina lording her power over her. Emma had always loved Regina's high class and status that she wore proudly. Loved a woman in power.
She could still recall the countless fantasies of the mayor making the sheriff do something like strip or get down on her knees to pleasure her because it was a governmental obligation that Emma had to do. Sort of like paying taxes by servicing the mayor. Those fantasies had to be locked away when they became friends because friends didn't think of each other that way. Friends didn't want to fuck each other.
There was a long pause here as if Regina was gathering up something internally to bolster her, as if she was stitching words together carefully. "...Preferably the scent is marked with the ah," Regina waved a hand vaguely over her crotch, "of the Alpha, but I think other ways might work too as long as I rub my skin on yours to get my scent on you."
But Emma was still stuck on the point Regina had said earlier. "You have to put your pussy on me?" It was such a primal move. And yet, it didn't bother Emma at all to know Regina would have to do that to her.
Regina winced. "Please don't speak with such vulgar language." Especially because it's a turn on.
"Uh, sorry, it's just...wow," Emma rubbed the back of her head, at a lack of words to say. "This stuff is weird."
"I know," Regina fidgeted with her hands, suddenly finding herself nervous. Did Emma think Regina weird? Odd for suggesting such a thing? "Would you like to proceed with it, or..?"
"No, uh, it's fine," Emma blushed as her head filled with inappropriate thoughts of Regina's pussy rubbing up and down her mouth, spreading moisture, getting lapped at eagerly by Emma's tongue. Fuck, Emma wondered what the mayor tasted like. Her old fantasies were coming back quickly and with a vengeance.
"Okay," Regina took a deep steadying breath and tried to even the nerves playing in her stomach. She rolled up the sleeves of her white shirt to her elbow so she could get as much skin as possible exposed, and undid the top three buttons of her shirt just in case.
"I'm going to just rub my arms and neck against you and hope that it works," Regina said as Emma watched her wordlessly. Emma's own excitement was growing, anticipation making her mouth dry. They had never touched like this before.
"Where do you, um, want me?" Emma asked, voice nervous.
That phrasing inspired a whole series of fantasies in Regina. Where do I want you? Where do I not want you is the better question. Her fucking Emma on the bed, her bending Emma over on her desk, her face deep in Emma, Emma face deep in her...
She could smell her arousal hanging around her and cursed the spell. Now Emma could tell how excited she was. She didn't want to think of her friend sexually like that, but with her Alpha instincts, it was hard not to. It had been easier when she'd been human. She could push thoughts of Emma aside, could hold back the need to touch herself, all with the aid of guilt. But now guilt was no longer barrier enough to stem intrusive needs.
"Just...against the wall," Regina's voice came out huskier than she intended it to be and she swallowed heavily to clear her throat. She watched hungrily as Emma laid against the wall, so open and trusting. So submissive to her orders. "Roll up your sleeves so we can make the most skin to skin contact."
Emma nodded her head clunkily, hands shaking slightly as she pushed up the sleeves of her long tee. It was a scoop neck so she didn't have to worry about Regina marking her scent on her neck and collarbone.
Awkwardly and tentatively Regina approached Emma, not sure how to even start this. Where did she put her hands? Did she hold onto Emma? Did she let Emma lead this? She didn't want to make this awkward.
Sensing Regina's hesitancy, Emma pulled Regina's hands into her own. They were soft and Emma wondered if the rest of Regina's skin was this silky and smooth. "It's okay. You can start."
Regina nodded her head, squeezing Emma's hands in reassurance and then leaned in, placing her hands against the wall by Emma's head to keep her upper body off of Emma respectfully. She dipped her head in and Emma held her breath, afraid to disrupt whatever was going on between them. This whole thing was incredibly intimate. Charged with some sort of emotion. And oh god, she could smell from this close how unmistakably aroused Regina was. It made Emma's own need surge. It made her want to give in to Regina and Emma wasn't sure if that was the omega in her talking or if it was something else, a part of her she hadn't discovered yet because she insisted on hiding it every time it surfaced.
Regina began to slowly nuzzle Emma's neck, rubbing her nose up and down her tendon, trying to ignore how the pulsating of Emma's heart made the throb between her thighs beat in rhythm, like the two cycles were feeding off of one another. Her breath was hot and it tickled Emma's neck, making goosebumps arise. Something this simple, yet it felt ridiculously good, made wetness pool in Emma's panties.
Stop this, I need to stop feeling this way about Regina. Trying to stem her emotions, Emma had gone stiff under her, and Regina worried if she was making the blonde uncomfortable.
"I can stop this," she said, halting her motions.
Emma shook her head, curls bouncing. "No, it's okay...I'm just not used to this kind of stuff," Emma chuckled awkwardly, the column of her neck vibrating with the sound and making Regina's heart leap in her chest. This close to Emma she was getting a full dose of her pheromones and they were making her head spin. Emma just smelled of every sexual act available, her scent a sort of prospect of what would happen when she was bedded. From this close, her pheromones were like fingers aggressively digging into Regina's skin, tugging, bleeding, and begging at her inner most desires to be freed, and she wondered belatedly if perhaps this hadn't been the best idea.
But she didn't want Emma to continue to suffer other unwanted Alpha advances. So she'd just do this quickly and be on her way. Regina continued to nuzzle into Emma's neck, this time rubbing her nose, cheek and even lips. She kept her lips shut tight, fearing that she would be too tempted to open them and kiss Emma, to suck in her warm flesh.
Emma wasn't expecting the touch of Regina's smooth lips on her skin. They made shivers rock through her body. Made her want to be kissed. Unconsciously her hands went to Regina's shoulders, pulled her in so roughly that their chests brushed together and a loud gasp exited Regina's throat. It sent chills running down Emma's spine as heat blossomed between her legs. She needed Regina closer, needed more of her on her, and in her and just fucking everywhere. She wanted Regina's lips on her neck, breath in her ear, hands on her breasts and slipping between her thighs. Wanted the thrust of Regina's hips rocking into her's at an erotic pace.
Much like Emma, Regina wanted the same, every fiber in her body telling her to claim Emma as her's fully. This was no longer about helping Emma but about making sure that she was thoroughly hers. Jealousy that she had hidden under an indifferent facade rose up. Emma was going to be hers. She wasn't going to let anyone else have her. Her body began to undulate on top of Emma's, heat on heat. Rubbing up and down but never hard enough to satisfy either of them.
Regina's lips opened and she tentatively pressed a kiss to Emma's neck. She had to make sure that Emma consented to this, that Regina wasn't just fulfilling her own wants. When a small needy whimper exited Emma's mouth, the Alpha knew, knew that the Omega was trusting her, was opening up to her and she got so wet at that, certain her panties were drenched at this point.
Emma scented the huge burst of arousal from Regina and moaned out loud, her own insides clenching in need. Fuck, she wanted this. Wanted Regina now. She couldn't deny it any longer, deny her long buried feelings, couldn't fight off this heat. And Regina was trusted, Regina would keep her safe she was certain.
The scent of Regina's arousal was pointed, powerful and dark. Like sharpened obsidian, like blacktop marble counters where someone was lifted up on and fucked, like mahogany desks where powerful authority figures sat behind and made calculating decisions or bent people over and fucked them there too. Regina reeked of the promise of good sex and Emma didn't know how to deal with it. Her brain was going fuzzy, her body thrumming with desire like it was some song in her veins driving her to insanity. She hadn't been this turned on in a long time. Her knees were going weak and her skin was overheating.
Emma forgot all about how they were only supposed to be friends and went with her instincts.
Emma slipped a leg in between Regina's thighs, hand circling to the small on her back and pulling her in. She was met with heat and a low gasp from Regina's mouth as Regina tried to pull her upper half away to look into Emma's eyes.
"What are you doing?" Because it brought Regina out of her haze, made her realize that things were going too far, farther than they'd planned.
"Maybe..." Emma licked her lips here, thick with wanting and low on reasoning. Her body yearned for that of another, for pleasing them. "Maybe you should do it."
"Do what?" Regina panted, though she knew what it was Emma wanted. It was the same thing she did. To mark her, to make everyone know she was hers.
"Mark me properly with your scent, so everyone knows I'm yours." Emma wanted Regina, the beast inside her demanding to be chained to another. That it was the right thing to have.
Emma's request made a bolt of heat run through Regina straight to her core and she let out a whimper. It resonated deeply with her Alpha side; the opportunity to lay claim to her beautiful Emma. Still, she wanted to be sure. "Emma, is this what you want?" She could tell by Emma's body how ready she was but hearing it verbally would be better.
Emma nodded her head, tugging up the skirt Regina was wearing eagerly.
"Are you sure?" Because no matter how painful it would be to leave Emma's side right now, she would do it. She would force herself.
"Yes. I am." There was no doubt.
Both surrendered to the beast inside them.
Tentatively, as if giving Emma time to still back out, Regina began to rock her hips, whimpering delightedly at the pressure she was getting. She pressed another kiss onto Emma's neck and another, mapping her way up to her jaw line.
Would Regina kiss her? Emma wondered, hoped, wished, but the brunette only nibbled on the edge of Emma's ear before panting into it, sending shivers rocking down the Omega's back.
Biting her bottom lip as insurmountable pleasure built, Regina rode harder, hands clawing on the wall. Emma already felt close and Regina had barely even touched her; her own hips driving against Regina's strong thigh. But just watching the sexy brunette, having her on top of her, hearing her ecstasy, was doing crazy things to her body. It was like their pleasure was linked in some insane manner and it fed and built off of one another.
Regina's hip motions started to become more jerky, less controlled and somewhat frantic. Emma was glad she was against the wall or else she would be stumbling to stand up against the force of the movements. One of Regina's hands by the wall came down, shaking fingers searching for the button on Emma's pants. "T-take them off. I'm going to come s-soon," she breathed out and nodding her head, Emma did as asked, sliding them down as best she could, Regina lifting her hips up so the sheriff could manage more easily. She was sopping wet and Emma moaned at the feel of it, at the way her wetness glided over bare skin. It was too much for Emma's heated body, for the body that had been demanding a release all day long, and she felt a tug in her groin that signaled her coming, head thrown against the wall as she let go in a silent gasp.
For Regina, feeling Emma's soft skin under her made it all the more intimate and the way her thighs shook and the smell of her release permeated the air pushed the mayor over the edge as well.
Regina came with a low moan, burying her face into Emma's neck, fingers digging into her collar. She dripped down all over Emma's thigh, sticky and thick. Their hips continued to rock but slower and slower until the last edges of their orgasm could be wrapped up.
They stayed like that for a while, holding each other, regaining air into their lungs, strength in their limbs.
They hadn't meant to go this far, hadn't meant to cross that line. But they had and it was glorious and left them wanting so much more. Regina was the first to recover, feeling guilty for their enjoyment. She should have had better control over herself. She should have, but she didn't because it had felt so right to do that with Emma.
She didn't know what to say, or if she could even look Emma in the eyes again after this. Thankfully she was spared from commenting when Henry called from upstairs.
"Uh, moms? Is everything okay?" There was the thud of his footfalls down the stairs.
She took back the word thankfully. Henry would come downstairs and smell their past activities! They couldn't have that.
"Shit," Emma groaned out as she struggled to button up her pants with trembling hands.
"Quick, get the Febreeze!" Regina hissed out as she tugged down her skirt. But it was too late, Henry's 12 year old head peeked out from the end of the stairs.
"You know you don't have to hide right? I heard it from my room." He had a hand pinched over his nose, clearly delineating he smelt it too.
Emma and Regina both sported matching blushes in answer.
A/N: Just fyi, Regina hasn't gone through the change yet. That'll happen next chapter.