Won't Someone Save me From Me?

Emma woke up the next morning feeling more sated than she had felt in a long time. Her sleep had finally been peaceable and though she woke up still feeling horny, so far it was without the accompanying cramps and sweltering heat. And it was thanks to Regina that she felt like this. The woman in question was still fast asleep, and as Emma slowly became more aware of her surroundings, she found that Regina had slung an arm around her waist and was spooning her from behind. She hadn't even bothered to change out of her day clothes and no doubt it must not be very comfortable for her to sleep like this. But the fact she hadn't even bothered to leave Emma for a second to go change made the blonde happier than anything had in a long time.

It made a content warmth settle in her chest. She felt safe and protected and like she had finally found a piece of herself. Like she had finally come to terms and was free to be who she was meant to be. Months of repressing her emotions for Regina hadn't been a good idea, and she could see that now. She had been foolish to not speak on them earlier, when Regina clearly felt the same way for her. They could have been dating already, but she supposed this curse was a blessing in disguise because at least now it was all out in the open and they were making up for lost time by jumping also straight away into bed together.

She laced her fingers with Regina's, indulging in this moment of respite. Soon she could hear Henry's footsteps down the hall and the shower turning on. He was getting ready for school. As if having a special sense for this, Regina awakened, letting out a soft breath as she stirred awake. Emma turned to face her and was simply taken by how stunning and flawless Regina looked this early in the day.

"How are you feeling?" Regina asked softly, still not making to get up. It seemed she was reluctant to leave bed too. Her eyes were trained on Emma's face, but momentarily dipping down to the bite mark on her neck. Her thumb ran over it, contemplating it.

"I feel better than I have in a long time. But I can also tell it's going to come back at some point," Emma confessed. There was no need to mince her words. They had been through a lot these past 24 hours alone, having shared too many intimate experiences to be embarrassed by her frank words now.

"And do you regret me biting you-"

"Regina, we've been over this already. I don't mind being bitten by you. Besides, when the curse goes away, what will it matter in the end?" Emma realized that these bites had no actually staying power. But it felt nice to proudly display the fact she was Regina's. In fact, it was something visceral that she could feel. A gut feeling. And even scent wise she could discern it. Their scents were more mingled now. Regina's apple pie scent mixing with Emma's more woodsy one. It was like an aspect of the complex scents wound their way into each others. Or maybe that was because of the sex they had.

Regina furrowed her brow. Their voices were soft in the morning light and the spray of water on tiles was their soundtrack this early on, almost drowning out their conversation. "I think I might have figured out why your heat is this bad. I think it might be causing you this much pain because it could be all the heats catching up to you. Typically a person will present once they reach 21 years of age. That's when who we are comes to be, when our ruts or heats start. You're 28 now, which means you've got seven years worth of heats to overcome."

Emma grimaced. "That does not sound fun."

"It's not. Severe heats are very rare. I've never seen anyone as sensitive or pained as you."

"Well, looks like I'm a special little snowflake, aren't I," Emma said sarcastically.

The shower turned off, signalling it was time for Regina to go to make Henry some breakfast. "I'm going to go, but I'll be back as soon as I can be."

Emma couldn't help the look of longing she gave as Regina's warm form left the bed. The brunette was zipping her pants back up and buttoning her shirt and it was all Emma could do to not reach out and pull her back into bed. Like predicted, her body was heating up again and soon she would be in dire need of help. "Don't be too long. Henry's not the only hungry one," she found herself whispering and winced at how stupid that sounded.

"I'll be back before you know it," Regina promised, before leaving through the door.

Henry was already downstairs, but if he was shocked by there being no breakfast already ready before he could even come down, he didn't say anything. "Is Ma okay?" he asked as he plopped down and waited patiently for Regina to get out a bowl of Fiber Ones and cut up bananas and strawberries into his meal. She normally didn't like serving cereal but today was an exception. Henry could sense that too. And he could sense other things too.

"You smell...funny," he said not unkindly, wrinkling up his nose.

Regina could wager why she smelt funny but she certainly did not need him knowing why. Did not need him to know she had fucked his other mother. As soon as she thought that, naughty images ran rampant in her mind. How good it had felt to do that. How right.

She fluttered her eyes to try and cleanse her thoughts but Henry and his naturally inquisitive and intelligent state noticed. He was too wise for his 12 years. "Did you do that weird thing with mom like you did a couple days ago?"

She found herself flushed and shaking her head though he could not see her from where she stood in the kitchen. "It's a little bit more complicated than that, Henry."

"Mom, they told us about the meaning behind this new curse in school," he said and she nearly sliced her finger off in shock.

"They told you?" she peers out the doorway, scandalized and angry. He shrugs, not wilting under her gaze. "They said it would make mommies and daddies want to spend a lot of time hugging each other. But I know Ma's probably feeling sick because of all this and that you have to claim her to make her feel better."

Regina couldn't tell if he really knew what was doing on, but she had half a mind to go up to his teacher and shake some sense into her. The kids were too young to know! They wouldn't present until years down the road. Regina swore under her breath at Rumple, because she was sure he had something to do with this curse dropping. But with Emma needing her, she didn't exactly have the liberty of finding out more. Not until her heat passed, which by Regina's calculations, would be in one more day.

Surely the town will be alright for one more day without my interference, she thought and then passed the bowl to Henry who ate it up quickly. Regina than poofed him to school and herself back. It wasn't safe to simply walk out of the house because Emma was still in heat and potential suitors and aggressors were waiting for her out there. And Regina didn't need them coming up with any bright ideas like kidnapping their son and holding him hostage so that Emma would sleep with them.

The number of Alphas outside hadn't dropped and it irritated Regina who came to her doorstep, hands on hips and eyes narrowed at them. "She's been claimed by me," she called out to them, proudly displaying the mark on her neck. "And she claimed me back."

"Don't believe you," spat one of them. He looked like he hadn't slept in a while. "Bring her out so we can see."

"Over my dead body," she growled out, a light flaring to life in her palm. Her Alpha roared awake in her, ready to protect her mate. The man snarled and stepped forward, right into her shield. He bounced back and she let a smirk lift her lips. Idiot.

But speaking of idiots, her idiot was still upstairs. And something told her, Emma would need her help yet again. Even from the doorway the smell of the omega's pheromones called to her. But before she could soothe her mate, she had to bring her some food and water. The blonde had not eaten since yesterday.

Closing the door on the crowd of waiting Alpha's outside, Regina went inside to go make Emma a quick meal to eat.

However, that quick meal turned into something else entirely all too quickly. Regina had only motivated Emma to eat half of it before the cramps had started up again and the meal got pushed aside as Regina pushed inside Emma. Clothes went flying everywhere as hungry hands and lips searched for skin to suckle and bruise. Emma's teeth immediately flew to Regina's mating mark, proving that biting down over it was an easy way to push the alpha into an early orgasm.

"You have got to stop doing that," Regina panted out once she recovered, picking her head up from where it lay on Emma's chest. "Or else how am I supposed get you off before me?"

"Maybe I like seeing you struggle to hold back," Emma teased. She too had come with Regina's orgasm but her body was still open for many more. "To fall apart."

There was a challenge in those words that Regina's Alpha picked up on. A challenge she would not back down from. "Maybe this time you'll be the one falling apart."

The threat was darkly whispered and so delicious. Emma shivered at it. "Try your best," she goaded because she wanted that roughness from before. Wanted Regina's fingertips digging into her skin, wanted sharp teeth on her neck, wanted thrusts that would leave her sore for days. And unless she riled Regina up, the woman would not give it to her.

A fire lit behind Regina's eyes as her instincts began to take over, telling her to use the omega under her however she wanted. Even the omega's pheromones were telling her it was okay to do this. To take and take, and then give and give. The bed was creaking loudly with their motions as skin slapped against skin. Emma's nails raked down Regina's naked back to encourage her as her legs wrapped around behind her so she could take even more in, so she could feel even more.

"Fuck," she whispered out harshly as she contracted around the stiff length inside her. She really was falling apart, having come three times already and Regina refusing to do so.

She was about to go for the mating mark, wanting to make Regina crumble but the Alpha sensed that and at the last moment pulled out, before flipping Emma onto her stomach and resuming the fast rhythm like before. "You're not doing that this time, omega," Regina growled into Emma's ear, sending shivers down her back as her weight pinned her into the bed.

Emma muffled her moans into the pillows, her hands fisting the sheets as another swell of pleasure over took her. "Please," she begged not sure exactly what she was begging for except that she didn't want to be alone in her pleasure. She wanted Regina to feel the same. Wanted her to feel good. The Alpha wasn't going to heed her, so Emma did the only thing she could think to do. She pushed up on her elbows, the sudden rise stuttering the rhythm Regina was using. Caught off guard, the Alpha didn't expect Emma to pull away from her, using the back of her head to knock into Regina's forehead and cause the brunette to fall onto her back, stars in her eyes.

"Emma?" she panted out, brought out of her lusty haze by the pain. But Emma made use of the few seconds she had. Quickly she straddled Regina's hips and sank down on the hard length an inch at a time until nothing was left.

"Be a good Alpha and let me ride," she said, smiling down in victory at Regina.

"Emma-" but whatever retort Regina was about to make was cut off when Emma squeezed around Regina's length sending a throb of pleasure through her. Emma began to lower and raise herself, hands planted on Regina's shoulders to steady herself and to keep the Alpha from sitting up. Regina had trouble with her hips. They were bucking wildly. She had managed to hold off coming for a long time only because she had been solely focused on drawing out Emma's pleasure but she couldn't hold back anymore. The tension inside her was going to snap soon. Especially with how Emma made sure rock back and forth as well with each stroke.

Regina's dick throbbed with pleasure, swollen almost with it. Pained. She tried desperately to hold on but could not.

Emma's eyes which had been closed from enjoyment opened up when she realized she could no longer go all the way down like she had before. When she looked down between their bodies she saw why. The base of Regina's length was swollen. Was it supposed to do that? And how would she get that inside? Instincts told her it was meant to go in, but it was so big. She began to grind down on it but couldn't manage to make it go anywhere. All she did was make Regina hiss in pain and impatience.

Suddenly strong hands were grabbing her, pushing her back onto the covers. "Stay still," was the harsh command and Emma did as asked.

Regina recognized the swelling sensation a moment after it was too late. She was knotting and quick. It had been years since she'd last knotted. Daniella had been the first and last person to make her do so and now so was Emma.

The blonde could feel Regina's member growing inside her, hardening even more. It felt nice, having her walls stretched, feeling so full.

Regina was forming a knot and every damned consequence and reason for why she shouldn't do this was pushed out the window. All she could think was of getting it in. Her omega needed her to. And she needed herself to as well.

All she knew right now was that Emma smelt even better than before, which shouldn't be possible. The scent was a chain and leash, collaring Regina to Emma and belatedly and with muted horror but unable to care, Regina realized there was no way she could avoid what was going to happen next.

She wanted to be in. Wanted to be in Emma so bad.

It nearly made her feel like she was going to crawl out of her skin.

And no matter how many times she had been inside Emma, this time she needed to be inside inside. Linked to her in the only way that could truly bind them.

And she could tell Emma wanted it to. After all, it was what helped to end a heat.

Regina ground up against Emma's entrance, working her knot in. Emma's face was pinched with sharp pricks of pain at accepting it but she only held on tighter to Regina, jerking her hips forward to help. And then with a soft pop, Regina was in and Emma was a shuddering mess around her knot.

Emma knew this entire time she had been missing something. And this was it. The piece of her missing puzzle. This feeling of being closely linked together. It felt like unlike anything else.

The contractions of Emma's walls were too much and Regina couldn't hold back anymore. Her eyes fluttered shut and her head span at the heady sensation of being enveloped by silk, of being in Emma's deepest place before she came with a loud harsh gasp. She rocked her hips forward gently for that was all the knot would allow, each rocking motion sending cum inside in thick spurts.

Each spurt would make Emma's walls contract with ripples that sent wetness gushing down but the knot kept everything inside. They stayed there like that for several minutes, just reveling in the new sensations. In the feeling of being right. Regina had forgotten how wholly complete such an act could make someone feel.

And as they lay there, regaining their breath and sensibilities, outside in the town, the buildings flickered. Again, they were overlaid with different images. Of stone buildings. Of dirt paths and horses drawing carriages. This time the image changed for longer and some townsfolk noticed it long enough to scratch their heads and wonder what sort of magic was going on now.

Was the sheriff involved in this? The mayor?

A low distant beast cry rang through the air, sending shivers down their back before everything returned to normal.

"What the hell is going on?" Leroy asked, not liking this one bit. He had to go find Snow and ask her if she knew anything about this.

If he could count on one person to save the town, it was her.

He hurried off to go see her.

They must have drifted off into exhausted slumber because when Regina opened her eyes, it was two pm and almost time to pick Henry up from school. She scrambled up from the hold of Emma's warm and very naked limbs. Looking down at her brought affection to Regina's chest before dread filled it. What had they done? Emma hadn't known the implications of taking that knot. Regina should have stopped herself. Should have given Emma the chance to decide.

She put a hand to her mouth feeling horrified.

She had never wanted to be one of those Alphas. The one who took and didn't care about an omega's rights. Leopold had seen to being one, and Regina wanted to be nothing like him in bed.

"I can hear you fretting," Emma said, letting out a sleepy yawn and blinking back sleep from her emerald eyes. "What's wrong?" Her hand ran soothingly up Regina's bare back where she had left red nail marks.

"Emma..." she began, throat dry. "I shouldn't have done that to you-"

"What? Made me feel good?" Emma interjected before Regina could continue. She sat up. "Regina, I don't know why you worry so much. I'm a grown woman. I can make my own decisions and I sure as hell wanted that otherwise I would have clocked you in the face."

"But Emma-"

At this Emma got up angrily from the bed, hunting for her clothes. She suddenly didn't want to be here. Didn't want to have this conversation. "Regina, I am not doing this with you. The whole time you've been invalidating my feelings by thinking you've done bad things to me. So what if I'm in heat. I could have suffered it out, asked you to make me a damn potion to stop the pain if I wanted to. But I didn't want that. I wanted you-"

"Only because the heat makes you think like that!" Regina exclaimed, upset. Emma wasn't understanding a vital point-that heat's could force someone to do something they didn't want or shouldn't. "You don't know how it can trick you."

Emma paused in pulling on her underwear. She glared angrily at Regina. "Stop trying to be the villain of your own story. Because you were a hero. You saved me. You kept me safe. And you always made sure to not pressure me. So, stop this self pity, self loathing whatever shit that you are doing because I am tired of this," Emma spat. Her mind was truly clear ever since the heat had first hit her, and something told her it was now vanquished and heading back to wherever heats went to. And with a clear mind she found Regina's insistence that Emma hadn't wanted any of this, wrong and incendiary. Why couldn't Emma like this or want this of her own free will? Was there something wrong with that?

"I was trying to protect you! You don't know the horrible things that people can do during heats and ruts and I didn't want it to befall you. I sure as hell hope you don't meet such fates," Regina spat back, snapping her fingers and dressing herself. Then, with as much decorum as she could, she marched out of there, slamming the door behind her. Emma glared angrily at it, before resuming her dressing process. And then she poofed out not bothering to spare another look to where she and Regina had had so many delicious memories on spoiled sheets.

Luckily Snow and David where done with their cycles by the time Emma came home, though the place did stink mightily of them. And they were right in a meeting with Leroy, about something serious no doubt, when whatever they were going to say was cut off by Emma's arrival. Except her parents were not happy at all given their reactions like they had smelled something bad.

"Emma, why do you smell like Regina?" Mary asked with a tight smile. Her whole body was tensed.

"Oh, right," Emma had forgotten about that, too mad at Regina to think about the whole heat process. "I kind of was at her mansion."

"Why?" Mary's smile was razor thin. Sharp enough to cut. Emma felt like she was about to get in big trouble. Beside her mother David stood with a furious look on his face, sword arm flexing.

"Uh, becauseIwasinheatandReginawashelpingmethroughit?" Emma said very quickly and in one breath. She should have known her parents would not have been happy about this.

"I am going to kill her for taking advantage of you!" Mary managed out with a dying smile and then before Emma could say anything more, she was rushing out of the house, screaming, "David, get my bow and arrows! We ride tonight to the mayor's mansion!"

He stormed after his wife, even Leroy joining in. "This is going to get good!" he said in glee over the impending drama, ever looking forwards to the queen's downfall, and Emma let out a sigh. No, this was not going to 'get good', but very, very bad. She had to find Regina before her parents did.

In a swirl of white smoke she was gone.