Party night at Granny's sometimes makes people a bit horny.


She's shaking. And it's definitely not what she had in mind when she agreed to go to Snow and Charming's anniversary party in Granny's.

It all started when she got to the old diner to find it packed with peasants. She hates when Snow decides to throw parties like this because she eventually invites her and she has this lapses of judgment and decides to accept her invitation. She still hasn't forgotten the last time when Leroy drunk so much he actually vomited by Regina's feet.

Right now, though, she's shaking all over and senses a bead of sweat running down her right temple, but it seems like no one is paying attention to her state at the moment. Nobody is paying attention to her sitting at the booth in the more secluded area where Snow saved a place for her because she knows Regina hates big crowds in small spaces.

And she was pretty content on her own for almost half an hour when the bell on the door caught her attention as the small space suddenly erupted with cheerful greetings.

"Henry!" Leroy shouts, stumbling on his feet, and grabbing the young man by his elbows to hug him awkwardly.

Henry turns his face to the side to avoid the nauseating smell coming from the dwarf. He's a good man, the young Charming ponders as he manages to step out of Leroy's grip, but damn he smells awful.

"Nice to see you too, Leroy," he replies and smiles to everyone looking at him as Snow manages to reach her grandson and give him a proper hug, Henry scans the place looking for the one person he is interested in.

"Thought you were not coming, Henry," Snow speaks rapidly, failing to notice the shadow that crosses Henry's face as his mind drifted off to the memory of another type of coming.

"Is my mom here, grandma?" He asks as casually as possible, trying not to sound too eager.

"Emma had to go to the station, but she'll be back soon."

"No, my other mom," Henry clarifies and keeps looking around, but he can't see Regina, once has turned her back, trying to hide herself from his eyes.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Snow chuckles and points to the far corner in the back of the restaurant. "I guess you could stay with her for a while, you know she's here because I asked her too. I wish she would just relax and enjoy being with her friends," the dark haired woman handed her grandson a bottle of beer and showed him where Regina was.

"If these people saw her as a friend maybe things were different."

Henry doesn't wait for a reply nor sees the hurt in Snow's expression when he takes off to sit with his mom. She shrugs and decides to pay attention to her friends, ignoring the way Regina's shoulders tense up when Henry sits by her side.

"Hi mom," he speaks quietly enough so that no one will hear his voice as he does his thing.

"Please don't," she begins and turns her head enough for him to see her eyeing him with pleading eyes. "Not here," she completes and sips her wine.

"What are you talking about, mom? I did nothing," he leans close to whisper hotly against her ear. "Not yet."

"Henry, please, not here," she begins, fingers twisting together as she looks around to see everyone distracted by some weird stuff going on involving Mr. Smee and Dopey.

"Why not, mom?" He asks, hand discretely reaching under the table to rub against the smooth skin of her thigh. "You know I love to fuck you in public places," she shudders, running a hand across her face.

"And you know we almost got caught last time," she replies and tries to sound angry, but her voice betrays her intention.

"So I must be grateful for the heavens above or maybe the hell under our feet that you have magic and poofed us out of the station just in time," his hand wonder up and cup her sex, his quiet groan almost silenced by the roaring crowd celebrating some idiotic game.

"I have lost you somehow because you're an awful son," she whimpers, panting and gulping down the rest of her wine.

"I am an awful son now, hun?" He asks faking an indignant tone as he pushes her knickers aside and slips a finger inside her. "So wet… and I'm not an awful son. I'm loving, caring, and absolutely dedicated to you. Besides," he licks his lips as she looks into his eyes, dark and stormy as they always are whenever he shows her how much he wants her. "I don't recall you complaining about my cock pounding you this morning. To be fair, I remember as clear as day that you left the house with a grin and a cum filled pussy."

"Fuck!" Regina exclaims, desperate and terrified that someone would notice what was happening as Henry now has two fingers lazily slipping in and out of her, working her up the way she likes whenever they decide to get adventurous in public.

"That's what I want to do right now mom," he sips his beer and turns to her once again, thumb pressing against her clit as he presses his fingers inside her for a few seconds.

"Henry, we can't," she whimpers again, feeling her legs shaking even more now.

"Mom, we can because we did it before," he pinches her clit and pulls his hand out to lick his wet fingers, staring at her eyes with a determination she realized existed only after they started this complicated new side of their relationship. "We actually did it right here last week," he places a kiss on her cheek and smiles. "Remember?"

Oh, how could Regina forget the way his hips slammed against hers just outside the diner the week before as the whole family was inside celebrating yet another villain being gone? How could she forget the way his cock felt as he gripped her hips with his big hands.

"Two minutes," she whispers and manages to stand up and head to the back of the diner, slamming the door of the bathroom so hard she could've destroyed it in the wake of her frustration.

Regina opens the faucet and splashes water on her face a handful of times before she yelps, horrified to realize she isn't alone anymore.

"Two longest minutes of my day," Henry whispers into her ear as his hands grab her breasts, massaging them as his tongue drags its way up the column of her neck.

"God…" Regina's moan echoes inside the small bathroom, hands splayed on the mirror as Henry's devilish smile makes her skin break in goose bumps. She feels her legs shaking again, sweat running down her back, and fear making her muscles tense, but when he pulls her shirt up, tossing it aside and pulling her bra up to feel the softness of her breast in his hands, Regina decides she has to stop fighting.

Her son fucks her since he's come back from Boston. Her son loves her. Her son is quite literally the man of her life, so why resist? Why deny herself the happiness she only gets when he is with her? Why not be happy when this is the one thing she's always wanted in her life?

"Henry will do," he chuckles, nipping her earlobe as he looks into the mirror, their eyes locking together, a million promises pouring through his sincere look. "You know I love you mom," he kisses her right cheek and rests his chin on her shoulder, embracing her waist gently. "Please, don't shut me down," he begs.

"This," she gestures between them before placing her hand on his arm, squeezing it lightly and looking into his eyes once again. "Is wrong and you know it, but I can't help myself anymore. I'm tired of losing everything all the time. I've lost so much and so many, but you are the only constant in my life," she turns her head, hand gripping his chin firmly. "I love you too, baby," she kisses his lips tenderly, rubbing her ass against his cock, and when Henry looks at her, it's her turn to shoot him a wicked smile. "Now that we've put this past us, come and fuck me boy!"

Henry smiles brightly, kissing her hard, tongue slipping inside her mouth as she keeps rubbing her ass against his erection.

"I know what you want, but I'll give it to you only if you ask, naughty mom," they both burst out laughing with the weird nickname as Henry's hand slips inside her knickers to find her soaking wet, her engorged clit begging for his touch.

"I guess I'm going to surprise you, boy," she retorts and pulls her skirt up, taking her knickers off and tossing it where her shirt landed.

"I doubt you'll do that," he fires back, chuckling as she shoots him an indignant look.

"Oh really?" Regina bends over and spreads her ass cheeks slightly, grinning as she sees Henry's expression changing from one of pure challenge to one of pure surprise.

"Oh fuck!"

"I told you so, baby," she shakes her hips, ass jiggling as she gasps when her son's big hand connects with her ass, the slap landing so hard she actually feels her skin tingling.

Henry bends Regina's body forward, smacking her ass a few more times before he crouches down and nips both her ass cheeks, lapping at her pussy for a while, loving the gasps and whimpers she utters as he gently pulls the princess butt plug out of her ass.

"Gorgeous!" He whispers, instinctively licking her butthole for a moment before rising to his feet and pulling his pants down, spitting on his hand and stroking his cock a handful of times before he presses himself against her entrance.

"It's been quite some time, isn't it?"

"Yes!"

"Are you really sure?"

"If you ever ask me that again, I swear you'll never put that dick in me again!"

"Sorry, mom!"

"Stop talking," she slams her hips against his, taking his cock into her asshole, moaning deeply with the way her length stretches her so deliciously. "Fuck me!"

Henry's mind was fogged over as the warmth of his mom's ass wrapped around his cock, making it difficult to focus, but he managed, hands gripping her hips as her leg dropped to the floor, legs slightly opened as he thrusts in and out, slowly at first and increasing his pace as her moans fuel his desire, the tightness gripping his cock making his head spin.

And many minutes go by as the damp sound of skin slapping skin sound like the best music in the world for them, their moans mingling together just like their sweat as Henry bends his body forward to bite her shoulder blades, marking her as his just like he knows he is hers, and as she touches herself, rubbing her clit quickly, Henry puts his hand on her shoulders and fucks and fucks her, balls slapping against her pussy, as she shouts her pleasure, ass gripping Henry's cock so hard he only thrusts a handful of times before his filling her up with his warm seed, breath shallow, heart beating wildly as a satisfied grin spreads across his face.

Henry slips the plug back inside her ass as they look at each other in the mirror, smiling with hearts full of love and bodies singing with satisfaction as Regina twists her hand and they are dressed again, still a bit red in the face, but finally embracing the happiness they could only find in each other.


So guys, I apologized for the lack of updates, but OUAT has become a source of anxiety and anger and I had to clean my mind of this show and its constant bullshit. Hopefully I'll be back on track now. Thanks for reading and reviews fuel my soul.