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"Can I come in, Henry?"

His eyes are closed when Emma peers through the glass of his office at Storybrooke High. Her voice startles her son as he practically jumps off the chair.

"Sure mom, come in." She frowns at the strange look on his face when she sits in front of his desk. "Are you alright, Henry? You look like you're in pain."

"I'm fine," he gasps and swallows hard, trying to concentrate on his blonde mother.

"You clearly are not fine," she rises from her chair to reach for his forehead to feel his body temperature.

"I'm fine mom," he tries to sound convincing, but finds it quite impossible when he has his other mother sucking him off. "I ate something that didn't sit well with me and my stomach is aching, that's all."

He adjusts himself on his chair and runs a hand against his face. "I just had a pill for it and I was trying to get some rest before I have to go back to class," he swallows and gasps again, prompting a worried look from Emma.

"You should go home," she admonishes, "you're definitely looking terrible, all sweaty like that."

"I'll be fine," she frowns at him, raising an eyebrow. "I promise."

"Okay, I'll let you rest. I'm closing these blinds so that no one will interrupt you," she is already closing them when he tries to persuade her not to. "If you don't feel any better, please call me."

"I will."

"Promise?"

"I promise."

Emma turns her back and shuts the door behind her unaware that the sweat wetting Henry's face has nothing to do with stomachache.


"You should get me an Oscar," he bites his bottom lip, squeezing the edge of his desk until his knuckles are white.

"That was terrible acting," Regina chuckles as she stands up from her position under his desk.

She was sucking Henry's cock, as she did every Tuesday and Friday, when the knock on the door startled mother and son.

"Good thing she didn't see your hand on my chest."

"She's not very attentive, if you ask me," Regina waves her hand twice to open the blinds and cast a cloaking spell around them. "We can see outside, but they can't see us."

"I'll lose my job any day now because of you," his legs are steady again, so he stands up and crosses the office to stand behind her. His arms close around her chest, and she feels his erection pressing against the small of her back.

"And you know you don't need to work, I can give you everything you need."

"True, but I love what I do," his right hand covers her breast, squeezing it gently before he teases her like he always does. "Not to mention all these teenage girls trying to get in my pants."

Regina turns her head and has a deadly look on her face as she asks, "Has any of them succeeded?"

"Well, none of them is you," he grazes her earlobe gently, squeezing her breast again before she turns to him. Her smile is equal parts beautiful and provocative. "Let me reward you for this lame attempt to convince me that you only have eyes for me."

His cock is still hard, that's obvious. Emma had to break the mood with her inconvenient visit, but Regina is not about to let this opportunity go.

She surprises her son with a lingering kiss as she wraps her hand around his cock. She takes a few steps towards the small black couch sitting by the window. Regina pushes him and watches as he lands and bounces on the couch, laughing as she kneels before him once again.

Henry licks his lips in anticipation as a tingling sensation spreads all over his body. He loves it when Regina is the one seeking him out like this; he loves it when she comes up with a dumb excuse to take him out of school only to ride him towards oblivion in the middle of the day; he loves it when she wakes him up in the middle of the night with her mouth wrapped around his cock only to beg him to take her from behind.

He should be taking notes for his next class. He should be preparing for the questions from his students. Instead, he's with his cock and balls out of his jeans as his very wicked mom wets her luscious lips. He really should be doing a lot of things, but the only thing he wants is to fuck his mother.

Regina's right hand is placed at the base of his cock while her left is gently palming and squeezing his balls. She hasn't even taken him into her mouth yet, but he has to look away from her from time to time to make sure he won't mess up like he did on Sunday.

"Remembering Sunday, baby?"

"Of course, I'm not a teenager anymore, mom, I should have controlled myself," he's still upset and frowns when her chuckle reaches his ears. "What are you laughing at?"

"You're still annoyed and that's funny," she replies, running her tongue over her lips again, wetting them and looking straight into Henry's eyes.

"That's not funny," he pouts and she laughs again, choosing this moment to run her tongue up the underside of his cock. Her mouth is hovering at the tip, blowing a hot breath against the head, flicking the tip of her tongue rapidly from base to head. He groans and bites his bottom lip so hard he tastes blood on his tongue.

"Fuck!"

"That will have to wait, boy," his eyes bulge and he's about to protest when she reminds him that the time they have is very short. "Tonight you'll have all the time you need to fuck me."

She winks and makes sure he's looking down at her when she licks his shaft so slowly Henry is about to beg her to stop when she suddenly turns her head sideways and gently grazes her teeth against the hard flesh.

He moans and thrashes his head this way and that. She's squeezing and palming his balls, massaging them so gently that Henry does not notice when Regina wets her thumb and works her way past his balls towards his ass. She's done this so many times now that he opens his legs to welcome the gentle pressure of her thumb to his entrance.

And then she's taking him into her mouth, slowly at first, tongue flat against the underside of his cock, wet and warm as she increases the pace. She takes more and more of his shaft into her mouth only to tease him as she pulls almost all the way out. She does it again and again, teasing him with her lips, the tip of her tongue and her hands.

Henry's moans go from muffled to loud and his hand lands on Regina's head as his hips buck and she smiles around him.

"C'mon, baby, louder," she challenges him with a wicked glint in her eyes. "Mommy wants to hear you moan for her, because of her." His gaze goes from dazed to daring in a second and he groans louder as their eyes lock together once more.

She then bobs her head up and down his shaft with such enthusiasm Henry fears he's not going to last much longer. Her hand still plays with his balls, feeling them tighter by the minute and she sucks him faster.

He bucks his hips as her sexy moans shatter his resistance for good. Henry shudders from head to toe as he finally comes, splashing his seed deep down her throat.

She keeps sucking him, and she sucks him dry, swallowing everything she can, until he begs her to stop.

"Fuck!"

"I told you, later," her lips curve into a gentle smile as she stands up to fix her clothes as well as his.

"What's gotten into you to suck me like this today?"

"Tell me, boy," she has an eyebrow standing and an apparently serious look on her face. "Aren't mothers supposed to make their boys happy?"

He can't help the loud laughter that bubbles out of his mouth. Henry embraces her and plants a warm kiss on her lips all the while agreeing that she really makes him happy.


And here it is, short but I hope it was good for you! lol

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