This is hopefully gonna be a three part thing. One today. Another tomorrow and the last on the 25th. Fingers crossed for it to happen.
The morning activities of a very special Christmas.
December 24th. The Mayor's Mansion.
Henry Mills loves Christmas. The anticipation, the gifts, the food and the family traditions are only some of the many things that make him love this time of the year.
Tonight he and Regina are special guests to the Charming loft. He is so excited to finally have his whole family together in every possible way. He can't wait for them to at last live the truth as a family; a truth so sweet and freeing of their very unique ways to love each other that he has been incredibly excited ever since his grandpa explained how they were going to do it during Christmas eve. David just asked him to promise he wouldn't say a word to her, but she knew it anyway. Henry never had any secrets with Regina.
He looks at the bedside table. The clock marks 6 A.M. and he has to suppress a groan, it's too early to be up and he rubs his eyes, freezing his movements when he feels Regina's leg tangling with his.
He sighs deeply and looks at his side to see her smirking on her sleep. She's so very beautiful and peaceful, her face free of worry. The previous night was one of lazy and luscious sex. He still remembers the way her tits bounced when she rode his cock and how delicious her tight little asshole felt around him. Not to mention his obsession for her wicked mouth.
Smiles and happiness are two very common things these days, and he's glad he gives her some of those everyday. He does not regret transitioning from son to lover. He pleases her because she deserves. He worships her because he can't find a proper way to name how much he loves her and everything about her, including her perfect body.
He loves her tits. He can't pass a day without kissing her plump lips. He loves tasting her at the tip of his tongue when he eats her out, especially when she lets him do it in the middle of her working day with the risk of getting caught. He doesn't fuck her every day because she's set limits, otherwise he would always be buried deep inside her. The thrill of knowing the world thinks this is wrong is what fuels them. They don't care at all about anyone or anything as long as they are together.
So what's the harm if he wants to please her first thing in the morning?
Henry moves slowly down the mattress and takes himself under her blanket, stopping twice when she inhales deeply. Regina is gloriously naked and he just has to open her legs and lick her slowly to begin his morning tradition. He could taste a bit of himself on her when he pushes his tongue inside her as soon as she opens her legs wider. Smirking, a sense of pride making his ego burst, Henry parts her pussy lips, running his tongue up and down her folds very leisurely, earning the first moan of the day.
He keeps licking her gently, tongue touching her entrance, feeling her growing wetter. He loves the taste of her, to run his fingers between her folds and lick them when he's about to push his cock inside her. She always moans when he does that and he does it every time.
He keeps licking her, running his tongue and feeling her wetness surge forward and her flavor blows his mind away every single time his mouth is on her. He sets a steady pace, slow at first and he can't help but moan with the taste of her, so delicious, lips closing around her clit, pulling it gently every now and then.
Her hand is suddenly pressing his head against her pussy. She's moaning loud and freely, begging him to make her come. He inserts two fingers in her slick cunt and pumps in and out, rubbing her clit with his thumb. He pumps and pumps faster and harder. He feels her legs tighten around his head, her hips bucking and she screams, a beautiful sound to his ears, when she comes hard on his tongue. He feels her legs trembling and the next moment her taste is the only thing at the top of his thoughts; the sweet flavor of sex, love and strength coming from a woman who's finally found a way to happiness.
And he thinks he's so damn lucky to have her like this, to have her. And when he emerges, a broad smile gracing his wet lips, she kisses him hard enough to make him whimper.
"Tonight we need a moment of retribution. I'm so gonna fuck you!"
He groans and holds her close, kissing her and earning a guttural moan of her own when she tastes herself on his tongue. He can't wait for Christmas eve.
December 24th. The Charming loft.
The first thing David sees when he opens his eyes in the cold morning is Emma's beautiful, round ass up in the air. These two are now apparently insatiable and are always going down on each other. He's even caught them once at the station. After the proper lecture about the danger of getting caught by someone who's not family, he joined them filling up both ladies with his seed. That was a great night shift.
Right now, though, he only stares. He tilts his head a bit and can see Emma's tongue quickly running its way up and down Snow's folds. She's pumping a finger very slowly and every now and then takes her clit between her lips, tugging it gently and making her mother's back arc off the bed. She's got a sinful mouth, and just as Snow, he does love it very much.
He decides to just enjoy the show, although his cock is getting hard by the minute. The only thing he does, after a few minutes of consideration, is play with Emma's pussy, which is dripping wet. He can't really let her unattended.
David pushes two fingers inside her, sliding easily in and out, slowly at first until she's rocking her hips back against his fingers, moaning when he inserts a third finger, twisting and pushing them in.
He has an idea, an old one, and he wants to make it come true for a long time now. He inserts his pink finger inside her, earning another loud moan. Her tongue is now delving in and out of her mother's entrance. The black haired woman is trashing in the bed when she comes, flooding Emma's mouth with her juices.
David now has all of Emma's attention, so he pumps his fingers and looks at her from his position trying to see her face. When she looks back, she tells him without saying a word that she knows what he wants to do. She nods and the next moment David takes his fingers out of her just to push them all at once.
He feels her body tense when he closes his fingers, making the fist inside her. She actually gasped in surprise with the way she felt, so full and complete. Emma drops her head on the mattress, weight balanced on her elbows, legs slightly opened when he begins pumping inside her gently. She's never felt something so intense before. This is new and amazing. She has no idea why she's never let him do it to her when her mother always looked so satisfied whenever he fisted her. Now, however, she wants more and more and when she comes, squirting on the sheets, he has a smug smile in his face.
Emma looks at Snow and at his rigid cock. They were not supposed to do this right now, but when they both pounce on him, licking and sucking his cock, they can't help but feel like something even better is coming tonight.
And when he comes, splashing his seed on his belly and their faces, Emma realizes she will never let this family bonding go, this special way of love and be loved. If anything, she wants more and tonight they will become the family she always wanted to have.
