It's been 84 years, but we're finally here with Day 8 of NSFW Challenge: Skype Sex. Since this series takes place in the Enchanted Forest, using some creative liberties here.

David feels naked. Of course he wears clothes woven from only the finest materials. He has undergarments that were properly washed. Even the shoes on his feet shine and sparkle. There are times he still feels like a little prince playing dress up, rather than the grown man who's entered into a loving relationship. Long gone are the torn tunics and grass-stained trousers. Now, dons a velvet jacket and leather pants-tight in all the best ways.

And even so, without his collar…he feels like a part of him is missing.

It's the first time he's removed it for anything other than bathing since Killian slid it over his neck the first night he entered the castle. The other monarchs are no stranger to that type of relationship, many have a "David" so to speak. Sure, most stay a prostitute and don't join the family but that's a different story.

Despite the royals being used to a little collar, his mother definitely wouldn't. So, he left it behind in their chambers before he embarked on his journey home. It left behind the slightest imprint that brought him comfort, but that had faded by the time he reached his mother's village.

He's enjoying the time with his mother. David didn't realize how badly he missed her until the carriage approached the farm. True to his partners' words, it was thriving. There were more animals and an expansion had been performed on their little shack. Now, Ruth and David had their own rooms. Her own clothes were made of nicer material. When they sat down for dinner that night, there was a huge feast. For once, they weren't each trying to make sure that the other didn't go hungry. Ruth even spoke of taking on some people to help her with the farm.

They exchanged late Christmas presents. Ruth gave him fine art supplies, including sable hair brushes and fresh paints. In the past, she had to make the medium from scratch, with berries or whatever else she could find. David gifts her a ruby pendant hanging from a gold chain. Neither mention what a leap it is from the years they had little or nothing to give. Still, the cracked vase he made one year when he found the spare money sits proudly on the table in the den.

David couldn't go into everything, but he did tell his mother that he was now courting the monarchs. She approached it with a cocked eyebrow, but didn't say much. David took her in, realizing she probably knew. It was another thing they would never speak of, like his father's death. She was happy, he was happy. That was all the mattered.

A new barn sits miles back on the property, the other abandoned by the animals and used by Ruth to store supplies. When he arrived, David instructed the driver to put the looking glass in there. After his mother retires to her room for the evening, David sneaks out to the barn with a torch.

The looking glass leans against the splinter infested wall, bringing some much needed beauty to the eyesore. Silver frames the glass, with an intricate design of apples, arrows and ships. It represents his three loves, the ones he misses more than anything.

David hangs the torch and slowly moves his hand over the looking glass. At first, all he can see is one of Killian's fine paintings. It's one of his favorites, a ship in the calm of the storm. He lets out a low cough and the man in question appears. A smile stretches across his face, tilting his head.

"Dave," he whispers. "Where are you?"

"The old barn. Snow? Regina?"

"I'll go grab them. It's just…really good to see you."

"Likewise."

Killian dashes out of sight for a moment, returning with their other loves. They smile just as widely as Killian. Snow clasps her hand, looking David up and down.

"How are you?" She asks.

"How's your mother? The visit?" Regina cuts in.

Killian nudges his wives out of the way a bit. "And the ride? Not too bumpy I hope."

David chuckles. "One at a time, Mother's sleeping. We have plenty of time."

And so, he launches into all of it. The fancy dinner, exchanging gifts and the smooth ride from their village to his mother's. His spirits lift just by looking at their faces and still, Snow regards him with a soft look.

"Is something wrong?"

David sighs, she knows him far too well. "It's just…weird. I was so excited for this visit and I am enjoying it…but I miss you guys."

"We miss you too."

"And I never thought I'd say it…but I miss my collar."

Killian smirks. "Do you now?"

"…And maybe my belt. Just a little."

"Well that's because you're a very good boy," Killian croons, causing David to blush a little. His voice instantly switches, turning firm and very "daddy-like". "Regina, fetch the collar. Now."

Regina snaps into obedience at the sound of his "daddy" voice. It's one he only uses with her and David. She scurries to David's wardrobe and returns a moment later with the piece of leather. A tiny silver medallion was added not long ago, reading "Good Boy". She gently places it into Killian's palm and he turns back to David, who's alert, knowing he means business.

"David, do I have your permission to put this on Regina?" David slowly nods. "Use your words, boy."

David sputters a bit. "Y…yes."

"Yes?" Killian arches a brow.

"Yes, Daddy."

Killian looks to Regina. "It's been awhile since you wore a collar, Regina. Daddy is going to place this on your neck."

Regina nods, her cheeks bright pink. "Yes, Daddy."

"Good girl."

He hooks the leather around her neck and David's hand travels down his tight pants. Killian caresses Regina's cheek before planting a rough to kiss to her. Snow takes a step forward, using one hand to undo her dress a bit. She allows it to fall just below her cleavage, undoing her undergarments. Regina licks her lips and David can see her salivating through the mirror.

"Do you want to suck on these, my good girl?" Snow coos.

Regina nods eagerly. "Yes, Mommy."

Snow sits on the ottoman by their bed and Regina falls to her knees. She starts off by kissing Snow's breasts and David's hand snakes further around his penis, jerking it up and down. Killian's body suddenly blocks the two women, giving him a stern glance.

"You will not come until I tell you to, young man."

David nods feverishly. "Yes, Daddy."

Killian steps back to the side and slides his own hand down his trousers. Regina's kisses turn to sucking and licking, her tongue going in circles around Snow's nipples. David groans, leaning against one of the many wooden shelves. A hoe pries itself into his back and he quickly pushes it away. Killian takes a step forward and runs his fingers through Regina's hair, pressing kisses to her neck every so often.

"I need to come," Regina moans and David can relate. To his surprise, Killian shakes his head and lifts Regina into his arms, carrying her to the bed. He rolls up her dress, revealing that she went commando that evening. Killian smacks her bottom, smirking.

"You wait until I say so."

Regina moans but nods. Snow takes watch of the mirror as Killian drops his pants to the ground, followed by his undergarments. He grabs hold of Regina's favorite lube-apple scented-and carefully prepares her area, along with his own cock. He gets up behind her, his bare ass facing David. The younger man spots a scorpion tattoo on the left cheek, one of his favorite parts of Killian being naked.

"What do you want, Regina?" Killian asks.

"For you to be inside of me, Daddy."

"Will you wait for me to tell you when to come?"

"Yes, Daddy."

"And David?" Snow gives him a stern look, which he almost doesn't take seriously given her boobs are still out. "Do you?" His eyes stay on her breasts, covered with hickeys from Regina. "David!"

He snaps into attention. "Yes, Mommy."

"Good boy."

He grows harder based on just the praise alone.

Killian straddles Regina, inserting himself into her. He grips her hair, pulling it out of the bun piled atop her head. David jerks his penis once more, closing his eyes in an attempt to stop himself. When he opens his eyes, Snow is grinning once more. Killian rides Regina, the latter of which is screaming.

"I…I can't," David cries out. "I need to come."

"You can wait," Snow instructs and he tries his best, clamping his legs shut.

"Okay," Killian's voice echoes through the mirror. "Both of you, now."

David allows it to release and moments later, Regina finishes herself. Killian pulls away, gently massaging her bottom in the process. Regina's pants are the only sound that can be heard. Snow rushes to her side and takes over for Killian, instructing him to get the water, lotion and chocolate so they can begin aftercare. Killian steps in front of the mirror, taking in David's lazy smile.

"We must tend to her, but you take care of yourself. Eat, drink water, you know the drill."

David nods. "Of course."

"We love you, lad."

"I love you all too."