Love me Apocalyptic
Chapter Eleven: Crawling Back to You
Anything to break the silence
You're holding me back
Confined by doubt
You make me sick
But I love what we're doing here
-You Make me Sick, Egypt Central-
A/N: CW- a nightstick gets abused fyi.
"Emma, I need you." That was all that needed to be said; the shakiness in Regina's tone of voice implying the dire nature of the situation. She hated this begging, this absolute reliance on someone else, but she had no option. It either that or drown in her own desires.
"I'll be there in five," Emma said, already jolting out of her seat in urgency and pointing at David, "You're in charge dad. I'll be back soon."
"Emergency?" he questioned, looking up from his paperwork.
"Yea, but I've got this." She didn't want him questioning her anymore about it so, she hurried down the steps of the police station and got into her cruiser, pushing the gas pedal down hard.
Meanwhile, Regina was pacing the length of her mayoral office, gnawing on the pad of her thumb, something she never did. And it wasn't out of worry, but more for control. She was trying to tame this beast living in her skin, claws scrabbling to free itself and tear into soft yielding flesh. Her skin felt tight, like it was constraining her. She wanted to be free of it. She needed sweet release, now. The freedom of fingers in tangled hair, of Emma's delicate taste in her mouth. Thinking of Emma only made her skin pulsate now, like it was actively conspiring to make her suffer with covet.
Damn it, where was Emma? She was supposed to be here! What was taking her so long?
Regina needed her; felt like she was suffocating in a skin too warm and heavy to be hers. To alleviate some of the pressure she unbuttoned the top three buttons of her shirt, the tops of a wine red bra peeking out. Cool air hit her flesh and it felt better, but just a minuscule. She longed for more, hungered for the only touch that could free her from the cage of her own body. Emma's hands held the key to liberate Regina's desires.
Regina could hear her now; hear her heavy boot steps through the wooden door and could barely contain herself, the beast in her piercing her stomach, manipulating her hands and feet. As soon as Emma stepped through the door, Regina was on her using her super human speed, grabbing her by her shirt front and slamming the door shut with her foot before spinning them into the wall so hard the picture frames rattled.
"Jesus, Regina!" Emma cried out at the abrasive manhandling.
"What took you so long?" Regina demanded in a hoarse voice as her hand shook, still wrapped up tightly in Emma's shirt, the rest of her body poured on top of the blonde, soaking up the delectable heat between them. Emma's delicious scent wafted up to her. All vanilla and soft spice and Regina's mouth watered at the loud pounding of the sheriff's heart. Regina felt the urge to drink Emma's blood war inside her briefly before her lust won out, other hand curling onto the button of Emma's pants possessively.
"Took me so-? Regina, it's only been five minutes," Emma sputtered out, trying to move but Regina was too strong to budge.
"It felt like more," Regina said softly, biting down on her lip. Emma was here. Emma was hers. She swallowed heavily at the thought of being able to taste the sheriff's most intimate of places. The beast in her surged forward without another thought and so she did too, cutting off Emma's remark with her lips and tongue.
Emma sighed and let her eyes slip closed. They'd talk about this later. Right now she wanted to help alleviate Regina's state- the woman was clearly agitated and needed reprieve.
Regina's tongue went in deep, trying to taste each crevice of Emma's mouth, trying to twine around the blonde's tongue and occasionally sucking it into her own mouth, eliciting a small moan from Emma. They kissed for a while, tongues battling for dominance before Emma let the brunette win. Regina's hands began to unbutton Emma's shirt and the blonde shivered as cool air hit her overheated skin. The arousal that had started a spark between her legs as soon as she had heard Regina's dire request for her, only got stronger and stronger as nails scrapped down from her collarbone to her bellybutton before raking back up and down several times, until they clawed around Emma's bra and ripped it off.
There goes another bra, Emma thought wistfully. She might as well stop wearing any at this rate.
Regina moved her lips down to Emma's left breast and sucked it up greedily into her mouth. She knew Emma wasn't wet enough yet to go down on her, and Regina wanted the blonde's wetness filling her mouth, spilling down her chin. Her eyes nearly rolled into the back of her head at that thought and she sucked harder, other hand kneading Emma's right breast impatiently.
Emma let out a moan and her hips bucked up, meeting Regina who ground down her hips in answer, starting a broken rhythm that flattened Emma into the wall with little space to move, the brunette's body undulating on top of her, harsh material of her shirt rubbing against Emma's skin.
Emma pulled Regina's head in closer, holding her there before the brunette moved away and they were kissing again, Emma's arms wrapping around Regina's shoulders as the blonde tilted her mouth to give Regina more space for her tongue. Regina took the opening to shove her tongue in as forcefully as she could, body trembling as this time Emma sucked on her tongue.
She violently slammed her hips into Emma's at this, causing the blonde to grunt out in surprise and the picture frames to rattle so hard one of them fell down. But the hip motion did nothing to quell the burn inside the former queen. She needed direct contact, but she wouldn't allow herself some until she had tasted Emma first, and from the smell of it, the woman was now ready exactly how Regina wanted her to be.
With Emma's arousal swimming in her hyper alert nose, Regina slowly slid down her body, kissing where she had left raised marks on pale skin before she got to the sheriff's belt. She undid that first with hands shaking in anticipation, with hands that tried to be gentle, but she quickly failed, unable to hold herself back. Pants were torn off and flung all the way across the room where they hung on a statue's head. A thin line of moisture had trailed down Emma's leg and Regina licked that up first, not wanting to miss any part of this experience. She followed the trail all the way up to wet underwear, letting her lips suck on the wet spot there, feeling the heat and need of Emma against her.
"Shit," Emma cursed as she felt electricity race up and down her spine starting from that one spot. Since when had Regina become a tease?
Regina stopped her soft suckling and going up, hooked her fangs into the lines of the underwear before, with a slightly animalistic growl, she tore them to strips with a jerky head shake.
Okay, so Emma should stop wearing underwear too. Cool, she got the memo.
Any other thoughts she might have disappeared because Regina dove in without a second's notice, tongue rough and searching for all of Emma's weak spots.
"Mhm!" The blonde threw her head back against the wall as she writhed in pleasure. Regina's hands slid up her stomach, pushing her against the wall, reveling in the feel of muscles going taunt and flexing, jumping like a live wire was underneath. Emma pulled Regina in closer against her, not ashamed to grind down on the other woman's face, letting the woman's nose bump against her clit. She wasn't going to last long at this rate, her legs already shaking with the effort of standing.
Regina could hear the roar of Emma's blood in her ears, feel the way her core's muscles tugged on her tongue like it couldn't get enough. And then there was so much wetness spilling free, dripping onto the tops of Regina's shirt as Emma came with a muffled cry, having shoved her hand onto her mouth on the account that Regina's secretary was outside.
Emma slid down the wall, legs giving out and feeling like jelly.
"Oh fuck," Emma breathed, trying to regain her breath. Regina shuffled over to her on her knees, lips latching onto the blonde and sucking onto her ear lobe.
Goosebumps sprung up on Emma's neck and she turned her head more to give Regina better access. She knew the woman wouldn't be satisfied yet; Emma had a long road ahead of her.
Already the brunette's fingers were circling over Emma's slit, gathering up the left over moisture there and spreading it around. Regina was making a pleased sound in the back of her throat at the feel of Emma's wetness, at the feel of the pulse she could pick up there, fast and hard.
"Don't hold back," Emma said in a voice husky with want. It seemed like neither was she entirely satisfied too. She wanted more, more from Regina than just her tongue no matter how wickedly well it did it's job.
Regina let out a happy moan as she sank her fingers up to the knuckle into Emma's center. It was tight and it tightened even more on those three digits. Emma spread her legs more so Regina could settle comfortably between her thighs as she began to thrust into Emma into a pace that could only be described as frantic.
Emma moaned loudly and turned to meet Regina's mouth, the two sharing a sloppy kiss that was more teeth than tongue as Emma's pleasure began to build into a soaring crescendo.
Regina's free hand came up on the small of Emma's back, pulling her in even closer as her fingers found a new angle that had Emma practically screaming into Regina's mouth. Emma's hips had lost their rhythm at this point and all she could do was wrap her legs around Regina's back and chase the woman's limber fingers.
When she came, she came all over Regina's hand, slowly and limply sliding off of Regina's comfortable lap and resting her back against the wall as she tried to clear her vision from white light and tears.
Regina took the time to clean her hand of Emma thoroughly, licking up every trace with her tongue as Emma recovered. It was ridiculous but Regina already missed how the blonde tasted, how it felt to be face deep in her. She lowered herself down onto her stomach without a word and began the process anew.
"Oh God," Emma moaned at the sensation of a tongue on her overtly sensitive muscle. "You're going to kill me one of these days from all this."
Regina merely hummed in agreement into Emma's very core as she closed her eyes and held onto Emma's thighs to keep them from clamping shut over her head, drinking in the taste of Emma and nibbling and savoring her soft nether lips. It didn't take long for Emma to shake and groan her way into a third orgasm, one that Regina kept licking and sucking through until Emma was forced into her fourth one.
She had to tug Regina's head up from between her thighs because her whole body was aching; the back of her head from hitting the wall as her orgasm overtook her, her clit from too much sensation, even her back from being pressed against the wall for so long. Regina sat up and kissed Emma hard, breathing through her nose as Emma raked hands through short locks.
Regina's hand was beginning it's path back up to Emma's slit but Emma tugged on it and brought it up to her lips, placing gentle kisses on each knuckle that had just been deep inside her.
"Let's go somewhere more comfortable," Emma suggested because she was cramping up, and Regina gathered her up in her arms in answer, Emma looping her legs around the mayor's waist, center pressed against her stomach as the brunette walked them over to her chair and sat down heavily with Emma now straddling her lap.
The mayor's eyes were still dark, still containing that insatiable spark. Now it would be Emma's turn to please her. "Stay put," she warned when she saw Regina wanted to surge up and kiss her, hand already crawling to the spot between the blonde's thighs again. Emma pecked the top of Regina's head and slid down to her knees in front of her, spreading her legs wide open, and pushing the mayor's skirt up. She wasn't even wearing underwear which made Emma pleased for some matter.
Glistening wetness awaited her, Regina's nether lips so swollen with arousal it looked painful. And yet Regina hadn't said anything about it, instead choosing to fuck Emma thoroughly. And she probably wouldn't have even mentioned this unless Emma forced her too.
She was going to make sure that Regina got her well deserved release. She kissed an apologetic path up from the mayor's ankle to her knee to the inside of her thigh, able to smell Regina's heavy arousal, tinged with spice and apples. She planted a kiss there and Regina's thighs immediately clamped shut around her head. Emma had to push them aside to plant another kiss, this one resulting in a full body shudder from Regina as she shakily sighed out at the welcome touch.
Emma licked her lips, Regina's taste already on them, before she used the flat of her tongue to swipe up and down her slit.
There was a gurgled sound from above and Emma looked up to see the brunette with her eyes shut, biting down on her clenched fist. She wanted to see more of that, but she figured she'd have another time to tease the mayor like this relentlessly. She had already made her wait long enough. She drove two fingers right into her and Regina's spine straightened up in her seat like she had been shocked.
"Fuck!" she shouted out, fist smacking down hard onto her desk top, leaving a crack behind that neither noticed.
Emma pumped in and out, with no mercy, one hand kept on Regina's quivering thigh to prevent her from crushing Emma's head.
Regina shoved her fist back into her mouth but it did little to now stem her pants and cries of ecstasy. And then Emma added her tongue to the mix.
"Emma, Emma!" Regina near but all screamed out, her chest heaving heavily with her cries, the woman who she was referring to now tongue deep inside her, two fingers pushing in and out at an impossible pace. She threw her leg over the kneeling blonde's shoulder to get even closer and nearly sobbed in pleasure when Emma was able to achieve an even deeper angle, fingers glancing off of walls that tightened and pulsated with increasing arousal.
Emma merely hummed in acknowledgment and gently scrapped her canine against Regina's clit, causing the woman to jerk roughly forwards in her chair, eyes closing so tightly that tears came out as she finally orgasmed, bending in on herself, hands tugging on Emma's blonde locks.
Breathing rapidly as Regina came down, Emma got up from her spot and wiped her dripping mouth with the back of her hand before giving a kiss to Regina's plump lips. She looked totally sexed up, and Emma had to hand it to herself, she had done a good job. Brunette hair tousled, cheeks flushed, eyes dark with lust and shirt open up to three buttons revealing the tops of bra clad breasts. It was her favorite look on Regina to date, right after mischievous, and teasing, and full of love for Henry, and the I'm angry but I don't kill anymore so I can't kill you look.
"No need to cry. I know I'm beautiful, and that my beauty can be overwhelming," Emma winked.
Regina didn't have the brain capacity to respond to that wittily. She wasn't done yet; the monster in her demanded more and Regina was intent on flushing that urge out of her body. She was almost there. She could feel it. "Desk. Fuck. NOW." There was no denying Regina's commanding tone, so Emma pulled her up and giving her a succinct kiss, pushed her flat onto her stomach on the desk. The cool wood was a shock on Regina's overheated skin and she loved it.
"Wait here," Emma said as she got an idea. She strode around the desk and hastily looked through her discarded belt before she found what she was looking for. Smacking the long black object in her hand in satisfaction, she rounded back behind Regina once more.
The touch of the cool plastic sent a chill through Regina and she couldn't help the way she spread her legs as the tip of the new toy teasingly went up and down the back of her thigh, never quite close enough to where she needed it.
"Emma," she whimpered in despair. She was still boiling with arousal, and while she was no longer feeling like she would overflow with it, she still needed something cool to quench her thirst.
"Oh, my bad. Do you want this?" Emma asked faux innocently, letting the tip of her nightstick press against Regina's opening. The woman bucked her hips to meet it, to swallow more of it up inside of her but Emma's strong hand on her back kept her down.
Emma knew she shouldn't be teasing Regina like this, but it was hard not too, when finally she had all the power over the brunette and could get her to squirm and pant for her like this. She took the tip away and began to trace it back up and down Regina's legs once more. This time it was sticky from her arousal, leaving a wet trail behind that Emma felt compelled to swoop in and clean up with her tongue.
Regina moaned her frustrations once more, wanting Emma to already be inside of her and fucking her hard with that nightstick. Her stomach twisted at the touch and something deep inside her pussy clenched at the thought of Emma powering right into her, claiming the deepest part of her for herself with that long rod.
"Emma!" Regina said with more urgency, turned on beside herself at the idea and Emma sensed there was something different in Regina's tone now. She felt guilty for her little act and decided to move on. The tip of the nightstick edged into Regina's opening and she nearly sobbed with pleasure as it continued to go in slowly inch by inch until it had reached as far as it could go.
She rolled her hips at the addition and bit her lip as she felt a new gush of wetness rush down her legs. "Emma," she whispered this time because her voice was failing her. Emma spread Regina's hips even further apart with a nudged knee, and with a hard grip on her nightstick with her right hand, she began to move in and out.
Regina's hands scrabbled on the surface of the desk, needing something to latch onto as pleasure began to roll over her in waves, hips rotating with each thrust to swallow up as much of the nightstick as she could. She reached out and grabbed the edge of her desk, holding tight, her muscles straining in her upper arms.
She thunked her forehead down, hot breath misting the desk wood. Emma poured her body on top of Regina's, pinning the moving woman down, teeth finding their place in the junction of her shoulder and neck and staying planted there.
"Fuck, more," Regina hissed, her hips canting up hungrily and Emma threw the whole force of her arm into it, the desk creaking more and more with each motion, Regina moaning and panting more and more with each touch.
And then Emma couldn't move the stick anymore because Regina's walls had fastened down on it and she was coming with a low scream that Emma could feel in her own chest. She planted some kisses down the side of Regina's neck, all she could reach from this angle, until the woman had finally finished and Emma was finally able to pull the stick out slowly, little pants of longing leaving Regina's lips at every inch that she had to give up.
Emma's nightstick was dripping wet and she tossed it to the side, pulling Regina off of the desk and into her arms, fixing her skirt down, and running fingers through mussed up hair. And not a moment too soon. Regina's inhuman hold had caused a crack to go down the whole length of her desk and now the structure, having supported so much, gave a last mournful cry before it fell apart.
Regina, having finally returned to herself, looked over the collapsed wooden structure with a mix of disbelief and surprise. Emma did too. But Regina's surprise didn't stay; it turned into something else. She was furious- with herself- and slightly impressed- by the combined effect that their lovemaking had yielded. "That was a mahogany desk."
Emma shrugged, spread her hands out. "Oops? I'm not the one with the superhuman strength here." Rather it'd be the desk than me, she added silently to herself.
Regina let out a soul weary sigh and sat down in her chair, hands covering her face. She couldn't believe it. She'd let the beast inside her win again. It really was like an addiction she couldn't shake.
Emma saw Regina shut down again and she felt cold. She couldn't have this. Not when they had been so close before. So intimate. But she knew Regina was beating herself up for her debauchery. and Emma didn't know how to address this issue. Not yet. Maybe she'd figure it out later.
She gathered her clothes, figuring it would be best to leave Regina alone while she dealt with this.
Emma had the unpleasant business of dealing with Granny's and Ruby's complaints. Two werewolves who were not happy with the fact the mayor was a vampire. And roaming around freely.
"She needs to be taken care of!" Granny declared, slamming her hand onto the desk top and causing the coffee in the cup there to slosh around.
Emma raised her hands to placate her, shushing her as well. She cast a wary look out the window. Even though the sheriff's office was empty, she didn't want anyone over hearing this. "Look, I know it's not ideal but she hasn't hurt anyone. She's been oddly able to control this sickness unlike what we've seen outside the town."
"Hasn't hurt anyone?!" Granny shrilled. "Then where are Hook? And Cruella? And the other queens of darkness?"
Granny raised a good point but Emma knew Regina hadn't done anything like drink their blood because Emma was pretty sure they had turned into vampires themselves. After all, she had seen it happen to Cruella. But she couldn't tell Granny that. "They skipped town. Didn't want to be in the realm of no magic as this shit goes down, which frankly sounds like a good idea," Emma explained. "I promise you, Regina is fine."
"I don't trust her and frankly I'm disappointed you're being so casual about this, Emma," Ruby chimed in, shaking her head. "She was the Evil Queen once. Holding back dark impulses isn't exactly her strong suit."
Emma wanted to argue for her friend's sake but she sensed nothing would be good enough for the werewolves until they had Regina staked. "Let me just handle things my way-"
"We've let you handle things your way, sheriff, for a week now. And Regina is still walking the streets, sneaking off to who knows where at night," Ruby said angrily, growing frustrated now that her concerns were being dismissed.
Emma blinked at this. Huh, she hadn't known that. What could Regina be doing at night that she couldn't mention to Emma? Was she hunting animals for blood? That seemed most likely. She was sure Regina had an explanation. She would ask her later.
"You shouldn't be following her. She's working hard on a cure to this."
"And you should be following her," Ruby stressed, leaning in closer to Emma. "If she's infected who knows when she might snap. And if she does, someone needs to be there to stop it."
"I still don't like how you're following her-"
"Well someone needs to keep the town safe from her because you're not!" Granny spat, protecting her grand daughter's actions. "And don't think we don't know what she's done! She's seduced you."
Emma flushed red on this as her jaw hung open. "Uh, what?"
"Don't play dumb, Emma," Ruby said more softly, a bit more sympathetic to this plight. "We can smell you guys all over each other." She gestured to Emma's body and the blonde flushed even more. "And...all over this room. Why do you think I declined to sit in the chair? You really should use more Clorox next time."
Oh.
Well.
This was awkward. If Emma could bury herself right now she would. She didn't intend for her business to be out there like this.
"She seduced you and made you turn a blind eye to her, so that she's free to do whatever she wants when she should be locked up." Granny stands firmly in her deductions and Emma rubbed her brow, feeling annoyed and out of sorts.
That wasn't true. It wasn't like Regina meant to sleep with Emma. It was just that the virus inside her body made her need it. Need it like a vampire should need blood. And yet, she was fine with not drinking human blood, unlike Hook.
Strange. This was all so strange. And Emma was just tired about all this.
"Look," she began tiredly but Granny cut her off. "We're giving you two more days to make sure Regina is handled properly. Or else, we're taking matters into our own hands." Granny and Ruby began to stride away at this and Emma felt concern and anger fill her.
"You can't harm her. Or I'll have to arrest you both for aggravated assault on the mayor of this town! She's only trying to protect us all."
"She can't be trusted to protect us anymore," Ruby said soberly and they both walked out, leaving Emma worried for the future of her friend and this town.
Emma knew Ruby was up to something, and it was a good idea she had parked by Regina's mansion to watch over it just in case. When she saw the wolf sneaking around, she left to go confront her, because this was an invasion of privacy and trespassing.
"Ruby, go home," she ordered, hands on hips and disappointed in her friend. But Ruby did not look deterred at getting caught.
"I haven't been able to trace her because she teleports. So I can't say for sure where she goes, but I'm going inside her mansion."
"What the hell, you can't go inside!" Emma reached out and grabbed Ruby on the forearm. The wolf snapped her teeth at Emma. "Are you not helping?" she asked.
"Oh, I'm helping alright. Helping you from making a mistake. What gives you the right to break into her house?"
"She's not even here."
"Which makes it all the worse!" Emma shouted out.
Ruby gave Emma a long hard stare. "You really don't know what's going on, do you?" Ruby questioned, eyes flinty with some emotion.
Emma felt out of the loop on this, like maybe there was something she didn't know. "What are you talking about?"
"Emma, I can smell them. Faintly, but they're there."
"Who?" Emma asked out a dry throat.
"The Queen's of Darkness." Ruby said this so assuredly that Emma was taken a back.
"The queens? But why would they be here?"
"That's what I want to find out," Ruby stated, her face now grim. "There's no telling what they could be doing along with Regina."
Emma wanted to believe the best in Regina...but if the queens were here...Emma needed to find them as her duty as sheriff of this town. They could be infected!
"Fine," Emma nodded her head tersely. "Lead the way. But, if it turns out to be nothing, you're in a lot of trouble, Ruby."
"It won't be nothing," the wolf said ominously and lead them to the back of the mansion. Emma watched as the wolf picked the back door lock and let them in. The place was lit up, but they both knew Regina wasn't here. Wherever she had gone, they were both lost to, though Emma secretly vowed she would be asking Regina about that later. She shuddered to think Regina was out there, draining victims of blood. Surely, it had to be something good she was doing, right?
Emma wanted to have better faith in her friend...but they were in a hard situation. One that could determine the fate of the whole town. This was no time for butt hurt emotions in their relationship.
"It's this way," Ruby said as she sniffed the air. She caught one whiff and that was it, but she knew if the evil queen was hiding something, it would be in the basement. But when she tried the knob, it zapped her back and she let out an affronted sound of pain. She shook her wrist out. "There must be magic on this door."
If that wasn't a sign of the mayor doing something shady, then what else?
Ruby looked at Emma expectantly. "Well, get on with it. I can't magic open the door."
Emma wasn't sure she could either, but she'd try. She held out both hands in front of the door and concentrated on unlocking it. The magic ward wasn't too strong. If Regina really wanted to keep them out, she hadn't tried. With a few more minutes of concentrating, the door swung open and they were able to descend. Ruby's hand clamped onto her nose automatically. "It stinks in here!" she proclaimed.
Emma couldn't smell anything. "Like what?"
But Ruby didn't answer. She had gone on ahead, stopping cold when she saw the magical prison cells that had been somehow built into Regina's basement. Behind the walls of yellow magic, sat Ursula and Mal. Emma's jaw swung open when she saw them. The two queens of darkness lunged at the walls, hands snaking out to touch them. To get some of their blood. But they were zapped back by the magic, hissing in pain and annoyance.
"Come closer," Ursula hissed. "Even you, wolf. We're starved for blood!"
"We won't bite, much," Mal purred to entice them. It only revolted Emma who took a shaky step back.
"What the fuck is this?" she breathed out, so confused and feeling betrayed.
Ruby's eyes swelled in fear. "Regina's been creating more of her kind!"
Emma's stomach dropped in horror and dismay.