*dusts clothes* Hey, folks! Guess who's back? Yeah, me! That was lame, wasn't it? lol
Anyway, just a little warning: this chapter is set post-finale. Once the show is over and canon is freaking irrelevant, here I am writing BQ again. A short one to kick off.
Enjoy!
Henry stops at Regina's door and feels his stomach flutter. Today is the day he'll learn if he gets to be Storybrooke's deputy chief. He needs this job to keep his mind occupied while he works out his issues with the cricket doctor.
So, of course, he hesitates by her door for a long time. The young man wonders whether or not this is good idea when Archie's last session comes to mind. "I can do this. I am worthy of this chance." He says the word loud enough to encourage and calm himself.
His hands are wet, there's a fine line of sweat on his upper lip and he actually feels his knees trembling when he decides to take a look inside the office before knocking at the door.
The other Henry taught him a few of the secrets he kept over the years and one of them was the secret passage that allowed him free access to Regina's office when she let him walk from school to the town hall. His adult version obviously couldn't crawl in such small space anymore, but Henry, or rather King Henry as Regina now calls him, still can do it quiet easily, so he does just that unbeknownst of the vision about to overwhelm his senses when Regina comes into view.
He didn't know she had a… how do they call it here again? Oh yeah… boyfriend. Not that he should be surprised. After all, she's a beautiful woman, it's natural for her to have someone. He just doesn't believe he should be watching her right now.
She's naked, gloriously so, he thinks, and standing by the window, a leg resting upon the man's shoulder, one of her hands guiding his movements between her legs. Henry knows what's happening, of course. He had some pleasurable adventures in his kingdom, so he isn't oblivious as to why she look so deliciously hot and...
His eyes go wide and he shakes his head fiercely. What's he doing? Why is he thinking of her in such a horrible way? But more importantly, why is his cock so painfully hard? What the fuck?
With his cheeks burning in shame, Henry is ready to leave the tight space where he's in when she suddenly shifts, pulling the man from between her legs to plant a lingering kiss on his lips that has both of them groaning.
Henry decides to wait just enough time to know who this man is. After all, she's about to be crowned queen of all the realms, and staying to spy a little longer has nothing to do with the sight of her round rear when the man turns her around nor the shadow of her breast much less the fact that her husky plea for the man to fuck her sent a jolt of arousal straight to his cock.
The young king ignores his cock and the way his balls seem to be tightening inside his boxers to keep a steady look where Regina is now stroking this man's cock as she's obviously telling him something interesting because he groans louder than before, and pushes her towards her desk gripping her hips and raising her from the floor to put her on the wooden surface as it's completely wiped clean with a flick of her wrist just before he does. And in that moment, Henry learned that his new mom doing magic is an arousing sight to behold.
Henry gulps and tries to leave the space that feels so tight when his eyes finally get a full view of this man he was so curious about. And well, he literally gasped, the small sound echoing around him, and it was too late when he clasped his hand in his mouth. Thankfully Regina and his adult version seem to not pay attention to anything else but themselves. He shakes his head, not believing his eyes, but knowing full well that this is too real to be a visual trick on him.
He should leave, crawl back and leave to come back only when she summoned him to her office because he doesn't know if he'd be able to talk to her even if his life depended on it. However, Henry is incapable of leaving; he's incapable of taking his eyes away from the sight of her breasts bouncing back and forth as the other Henry bows down to suck on her right nipple. He can't leave when his alter ego spreads her legs wider and looks at her with a mirroring lust. And weird as it might be, Henry understands why he's reacting like that; he knows why he's so fiercely decided to make Regina come. They're both passionate men about everything and anything, he just didn't know his adult version was also a lucky bastard.
And as he watches the other Henry place Regina's legs over his shoulders, the young king suddenly realizes he wants to know how is it like to be buried deep inside Regina, plowing her hard and fast, having her cunt gripping his cock so good he'll come like he's never come before. He wants to know the sensation to have her milking him so well he would end up forgetting his own name…
Her pierce cry wakes him up. His eyes shoot back to the desk to watch her legs quivering uncontrollably as the Henry between her legs is still pounding her faster now, a hand placed on her right breast, the other touching her clit in circular motions as he resumes his motions to shallow thrusts designed for her to ride the last wave of pleasure as he finally comes with a shout of her name and a tender kiss placed on her chest as she allows him time to come to his senses again.
Henry dusts his clothes and leaves the town hall as quickly as he can. He arrives at the mansion and goes straight to his room where he tends his painful erection. He doesn't need a lot of effort to come with the perfect image of her before him as he fucked her as hard as he could.
Later that night she would tell him that the deputy chief position was his.
"We'll work together to protect everyone now, aren't you excited?"
Her wording is terrible, of course, excited as he is, but not for a job anymore.
"I am mom, I swear, I'm just a bit nostalgic today, I guess. I'll go to bed now if you don't mind."
"Of course, Henry, good evening."
He kisses her good night and climbs the stairs quickly, cock stiff and mind reeling with scenarios where she would let him crawl between her legs so he could prove her that he can be just as good as her other son.
Henry just doesn't know how to do that. Not yet.
"He really saw us."
"I knew it!"
"You should've seen how weird dinner was tonight."
"I'm glad I wasn't there."
"Why is that?"
"I'm sure I'd find a way to let him hear us again and see what would happen."
"Do you think he would…"
"I don't know, but I'm willing to bet that we'll find soon enough that this other version of me is right now stroking his cock to the show we gave him this afternoon."
Regina chuckled. Henry told her to go to his house the next evening for a little bit of planning and a lot of fucking. She smirked and hang up the phone feeling excited to the prospect of sharing a bed with her two favorite boys.
Oh, you got to the end... thanks for reading, btw, it means a lot to me as /
I plan to post more frequently again after the worst writer's block I've ever experienced in my life. I do not wish that to anyone, seriously!
Anyway, I hope you've liked and throw me a comment, it does wonders to the skin :D
