A/N Chapter 8 is finally here! And guess what it's a much longer one. I had to split because it has become so long. That is the least I can do after such a long wait. This chapter is very different than the previous ones, so I had some struggles with finding out where I wanted to go with it and where I wanted to go with the Evil queen. I basically wrote this chaper two times because i wasnt satisfied with the first version and since its so long, took it even longer. But i hope you all like it. Please let me know what you think about it and if my insecurities about it were deserved or not.
Evil Queen's POV
I sat in a large chair in front of the mirror of my make up table with a big smile on my face. I nervously fidgeted with my own sweaty hands without even noticing too much. My heartbeat couldn't get contained in any way, even if I tried my best to slow it down. My whole body was out of style, but it was all worth it. I had planned something special for the evening and I needed it to be perfect.
I had captured Emma Swan and had great things in mind to do with her. Fun things, exciting things, breathtaking things, things that would set a whole other tone to our relationship. I wanted her to be mine and mine only, no one would be able to stand in the way of that. I was going to break her walls down and make her give into what she really wanted and what I really wanted.
For so many years I wasn't able to express my feelings for her, because I was trapped in my own body, not being able to get out because that other side of me held me down. But now I had my own body, where I could make the rules. I could now explore the feelings that had always been with me under a lot of layers of fear and denial. Those feelings were now clearer than ever.
And I was going to act on them this very night. I would invite Emma for dinner and from there on I would let her know how much I wanted her. I was going to let her know that she was mine.
With the dinner I would make her believe that I wouldn't hurt her, and I actually wouldn't. She just needed to trust me first. I wanted her to enjoy her new home in my palace. She needed to want to stay here willingly eventually, because then we could have the most fun together.
But of course, there were some rules. She needed to know that I was her queen, I didn't want her to disrespect me. And she could only go where I allowed her to go.
Two days before I almost drowned her, because I had the feeling that she didn't really understand who was in charge and who would make the rules. I threatened her with several things of which I knew she was only going to follow some of. She was stubborn and to be honest I wanted her to be.
Now I was going to keep my anger contained for her, to avoid too much distrust from her. I didn't need her to fear me, I only needed her to let down her walls that contained her desires for me. And I knew it wasn't going to happen if she didn't trust me.
I was sure those feelings were running around in that gorgeous body of hers. The way she looked at me sometimes was just like she was fucking me inside her head. The way she always looked me slowly up and down with her lips slightly parted and her pupils magnified. She was just drooling over me without giving into it herself.
God, how much I just wanted to press her against a wall and just take her in such moments.
Those looks just weren't to be seen as platonic anymore. They happened far too often and for far too long.
And then the several times she saved me. I don't even know if I could count them on my fingers anymore. She was called the savior, but she could better be called, the queens personal savior.
And then she kissed me!
Even though we were under influence, that didn't justify every little second in the office to be platonic. Alcohol can do much, but it doesn't change the person within. And that person was just screaming to be in touch with my body at that moment.
There was just no way in the whole universe that she didn't want me. And still, I didn't realize it myself either for so many years, until now. Now that I finally had my own body, it was much clearer to me. It was like a fog had lifted. How could I always have been so blind? Even for my own feelings.
Those extreme shivers through my whole body every time we touched or even locked eyes. The way she left my panties soaked when I saw her ass inside those extreme tight jeans she always wore. God, that happened far too often.
I was scared of my feelings, I guess. But now, with my own body, I felt fearless. Nothing was going to stop me from getting what I wanted, no custody fight, no one handed pirate, no forest man and most importantly no voice in my head that tried to correct me. I was finally going to get what I wanted for all those years. Emma Swan, naked in my bed!
I looked myself up and down in the mirror, smiling devilishly. My hair was loosely hanging over my shoulders, without any pins in it to keep strands together, it was all natural. The strands were long enough to reach my stomach, much different than I was used to after 34 years of having it cut short. I loved this length on me, it let me feel like myself, the queen, not that other, weaker version of myself. This was for some reason much more elegant and more regal. It was like a piece of art on top of my head. With my hands I slowly ran through it and adored it just a little more.
I peered at the rest of the figure in the mirror. My face felt naked due to the lack of make up on my face. I had just washed everything of to do it all over again, but better. It was the early evening, so it wasn't time to go to bed just yet. But because of the upcoming events I needed to make sure I looked at my absolute best. I needed her to devour me with her stare, giving me all the more reason to continue with my plan.
Therefore, I needed someone to do it for me, my well trusted maid. She could do wonders when it came to makeup and hair. She could do it so well that even my magic couldn't compare. And I also liked it when people would do their absolute best for me, I was their queen after all.
Normally she was well trusted, but I was afraid that this time was different. She was late, too late. Because of that my nervosity and frustration built up in my stomach. I needed to make this evening perfect and didn't want it to be ruined by the behavior of a maid.
In that exact moment I heard a hastily knock on the door of the bedchamber, taking me out of my train of thoughts. With a flick of my wrist, I opened the large wooden door that was decorated with the most expensive diamonds on the outside. It was so delightful to use my magic for so many things again, it made me feel so powerful, it was powerful. And the rush that came with it only made it better. Although I liked a good balance between using my magic for simple things and making my servants do things for me, the most.
In the opening of the door stood a petit woman wearing a white, loose dress, with a red corset. Her face was turned to the floor and her hands intertwined in front of her. She was breathing heavily and, on her forehead, dripped a little drop of sweat. She was afraid, good! She needed to be afraid, I didn't tolerate people disobeying me, certainly not my own servants.
Emma of course was an exception; she could go just a little further than most people.
"Isobel, you're late!" I said irritated because of the nerves she made worse. What in hell could have taken her so long? I had been waiting for almost half an hour.
"I'm so, so sorry, your majesty. Regina needed me to do some things for her and- "
"Is Regina more important than me?!" I snapped at her as I stood up from my chair. She wasn't going to get away with this so easily. Not without knowing she was out of line.
She startled and shook her head so hard that her whole body shook with it. Her gaze sank only further into the floor.
"no, your majest-"
"Then why did you stay longer at the office than we had discussed?!"
"I uhm…" she fell silent.
I took a deep breath so I could more easily speak to her. "Look, this evening has got to be perfect. Do you understand?" I asked coldly, trying to scare her bones out of her body.
"Yes, your majesty. I-I u-nderstand." She stuttered
"Okay, good! So, I don't want anyone to ruin it in any way… but…" I spoke slowly, so I could keep myself as calm as possible. She wasn't worth my energy this evening. "You just did that exact thing…" I gritted my teeth. "I said you needed to come right to my castle after your shift as Regina's assistant was done. But you didn't do that!"
She fell onto her knees and begged me to forgive her. "My dearest apology, my queen. I promise you it will never happen again. Can you please spare me?"
I cocked my head to the side and let out a sigh with a roll of my eyes. I had no time for her now, not when I had far more important things to do. If it wasn't for the incredible work she always delivered, I had killed her a long time ago.
"This time I'll be kind to you. But this time I didn't use your heart to let you do what I wanted. You know that I have it, so the next time I WILL use it." I threatened her to make sure I was serious. "Now! Come here and get me ready for my dinner."
"Yes, your majesty." She made a little bow and hurried herself to me.
She grabbed a brush and placed it on my always sensitive scalp. With soft and careful motions, she ran it through my beautiful, long, raven hair. I loved it when people were doing my hair, it felt like tiny feathers brushing over the skin on top of my head, it always was very calming.
But at that moment it couldn't really calm me down, because of the beating organ that wanted to come through my chest. I couldn't fully sit still, and I kept fidgeting with my hands. After a moment Isobel paused her brushing and looked at me through the mirror, she frowned.
"Your majesty? Can I ask something?" she asked a bit concerned. Since when did she dare to speak to me when I wasn't asking her something?
"Did I give you permission to speak in the first place?" I spat at her.
"n-no, I guess you didn't…" she answered with a silent voice.
She didn't continue the brushing though, instead she looked between my hair and my face in the mirror repeatedly until it began to irritate me.
I let out a frustrated sigh. "Speak!" I commanded her.
She hesitated a little while but spoke eventually. "Y-you seem… nervous… y-your majesty. I-is it because of… the special event you have planned tonight?" She spoke slow and carefully, expecting to get fired at.
I widened my eyes and shot daggers through the mirror with my stare. "What made you think that?!" I spat at her, but I felt my face burn up form embarrassment. What was this feeling?
"Uhm… well… I've never seen you like this, y-your majesty… You're seeing her again, don't you?" she asked in a very shy way as always even when she wasn't really being shy at all with the rude things she asked.
Isobel had been my maid and assistant for more than 50 years now. We always talked about all different kinds of things, but never did she surprise me more than now. She was always a bit too shy to ask such questions. What made the difference this time?
"I beg your pardon?! Isobel! Just shut your mouth and go finish my hair!" I almost yelled at her while the blood in my cheeks made them look even more red.
She startled at my comment and quickly grabbed another strand of hair. I was going to make her pay for the things she said later, but at that moment I had no time to waste on the stupid maid.
"I'm sorry, my queen." I saw her make herself small again.
Without saying anything to me anymore, as she should, she finished my hair and makeup with her own kind of magic to make it look absolutely perfect. I had to admit every time again that no matter what, she had talent.
Then she helped me into one of my best dresses, so I could draw Emma's attention with it later in the evening. It was a black dress with a mixture of purple and black, lace details. It consisted of a first layer of a dark blue skirt. On top of that a layer of that laced fabric with a split in the front. Then we added the corset with a silver diamond edge, that pumped up my breasts and held them in place. And then the final layer was a long-sleeved vest with the laced pattern and a high collar up to nearly above my head.
I looked myself up and down in the mirror with a satisfied feeling. Now I was ready for what I had planned for the night. Emma would be breath taken.
I walked into the dining hall with my clicking heels echoing through the space with guards following along. My skirt was long enough to make contact with the floor, and I dragged it behind me.
As soon as I stepped into the hall, I was welcomed with the savory smell of the freshly cooked feast that was set up by the servants for me and Emma only. In the middle of the room was a long wooden table with the buffet divided over its whole surface. On each side of the table were ten chairs with all the same red velvet cushioning. At the head was my chair that almost looked like a throne with all the diamonds attached to it. I took a seat in the big chair with the beautiful diamonds on the edges that shimmered in the candlelight. I loved diamonds, especially red ones that reminded me of my bloodred apples.
One of my maids shove me closer to the table and carefully placed a napkin on my lap. I placed both arms on the armrests and tilted my chin slightly up, looking at my guards.
"Guards! Fetch me Emma Swan, dinner is ready!" I announced. They instantly nodded and walked out of the room following my command.
Emma had been locked up in her room for two days now as addiction to her bad behavior. And besides she also had tried to kill me when Regina and I had just split. At first, I wanted to leave her alone for a longer time, but I just couldn't torture her even more. I didn't want her to hate this place and especially not hate me. By now she had probably learned her lesson, she couldn't overpower me. I had been hard on her, but she would probably still be able to grow to love it here.
The doors went open in front of me and there she was. Behind her, stood the two of my guards blocking her way to walk out of the door again.
I let my gaze fall upon her figure and let it run from the bottom to the top of her body. Wow! My heart immediately began to beat much faster as if it was trying to get out of my chest. The eerie air around me seemed to be replaced by air like in an oven.
The candle lights that brightened the room let her dress sparkle and her face warm up with a light orange hue. She wore a dress, a real dress! Of course, I had chosen it for her, she didn't have much choice but to wear it, but it still caught me off guard. She could still have chosen to just wear some under garments, just like what she wore the first day. But she didn't and I was more than struck by the incredibly hot figure I saw before me. I was used to seeing her in her tight jeans and leather jackets all the time, so this did hit much differently.
The dress was light blue with a puffy skirt. It had a flexible silky fabric, that could contour her figure perfectly. The wide straps covered just her shoulders, showing of her muscular arms that I desired to touch and squeeze. On the straps and at the bottom of the dress was a fading with black and silver, sparkling diamonds. Around her waist she wore a black leather corset, matching the color of the diamonds. The corset made her waist just a little tinier and her breasts pop up just above the hem of the silky blue fabric. I had never seen her cleavage this present before. The only thing my body could do was sending a wave of arousal from my heart way down to my core. God she was sexy! Even her hair was bonded up into a bun so her emerald, green eyes would light up even more.
She looked around with wonder through the whole space. Probably trying to obtain my beautiful dining hall. She looked so innocent, like a child looking at all the stuffed animals in a fair stand. That look of hers gave me little tingles in my stomach. How could someone be so hot and cute at the same time?
"Well, well, don't you dress up nicely?" I gave away the compliment as simple as blinking with my eyes.
Her face snapped towards me, and she frowned. She looked at her dress and then rolled her eyes. Stubborn as always.
"Just stop the flattering already, we both know you only say that to catch my attention." She complained.
With that comment, a stinging feeling reached my heart. For just a moment I had believed that she would just trust me and had forgotten what I did to her. But unfortunately, she didn't. That didn't hold me back though, either way it was quite enjoyable how she reacted.
A sly smile appeared on my face while I felt a flush in my body from the way she outed herself. Nothing was more enjoyable than getting a bit of backlash from her.
"I'm sorry. I can also say again that you look terrible if that's what you like." I said challenging her.
I made the comment to wake up the memories when we saw each other again after the funeral. I needed to remind her that it wasn't just Regina who she was spending time with. I said she looked terrible that day, but I knew now that there wasn't any moment in my memories that she ever really looked bad at all.
"That was different. You only try to get me off guard so you can strike again and let me suffer. But missy, I'm not going to let that happen again. You're not going to surprise me again. So, tell me what I am here for! Do you want to seduce me with all this food so you can poison me? Or you just simply going to get me closer to you so you can stab me with a knife? If you want to do horrible things to me, just do it already." she started to sound a bit angry.
"No." I said seriously. I tried to hold back a smile, because of her delicious reaction.
She looked confused. "What no?!"
"No. I just want you to sit down. You can eat something if you want it, but if you don't want it, then don't." I told her the truth, but I couldn't help the devilish smile on my face. The exact sentences may have been the truth, but I still wanted to work out the plan I've been working on.
"Okay, but how do I know I can trust you now, missy? Two days ago, you still wanted to drown me, who knows what else you're going to do." She narrowed her eyes.
"Use your superpower, dear. You once said it yourself that you always know when I'm lying."
She looked me deep in the eyes searching for the answers and sighed. "I know you're not lying, but neither did you a few days ago when you ended up almost drowning me. You always leave out the full truth, so you can still trick me."
I rolled my eyes into my head. She knew me too well sometimes. I made a thin line of my mouth to let her know I was thinking about what she said. She was really clever. I knew her very well, but I almost forgot that she knew me very well too.
"Okay. What about, if I do anything to you that you don't like, then you can leave my palace and go home."
My smile only grew larger and larger, and I couldn't get it off my face anymore. Okay, maybe I was playing a bit with her. This idea was the best. Of course, I didn't want her to leave the palace, but I knew something that she didn't on the surface. She had feelings for me if she wanted to admit it or not.
Her eyes widened and she tilted her head. "And how are you going to know that I enjoy things?"
My eyes finally left her body and went to my wrist. I wore a white diamond bracelet that was perfect for what I had in mind. This was also the perfect way to prove my theories about her. I carefully took it off and held it into the air.
"With this." I said with a regal tone. "This is an ordinary bracelet, but I'm going to let you enchant it." I needed her to trust me, so enchanting it myself, would let her doubt the situation. if she enchanted it then she could feel if it worked. "With the spell on it, you can see when you dislike what I'm doing. So, when it feels you don't like something I do then it turns red, but if you like it then it stays white."
She raised her eyebrows in approval and nodded. Then I playfully tossed the thing through the air into her hands. I followed the thing until I was met with her enchanting eyes. Even though she stood far away, her eyes kept getting me off guard.
"Do you remember what to do for such a spell?"
She rolled her eyes. "Of course, I do."
She slowly waved her hand over the bracelet. The bracelet began to glow for a second and then went back to white again. It worked!
"Looks like I've taught you well!" I said full of confidence.
"Looks like I'm quickly going to put this thing on, before you do something I regret." She quickly came back in defense.
I took a deep breath and bit my lip, because of the overwhelming feeling she sent through my whole body by that comment.
With the bracelet on, I saw her physically relax. She even closed her eyes and let out a small sigh of relieve.
"Guards! You can leave us alone now! I've got this handled!" I dismissed them and they left immediately. Now we were alone, finally. "I guess you prefer to keep standing there?" I asked sarcastically. "You know, these chairs are quite comfortable actually." I said while caressing the arm rests of my own chair extravagantly.
She chuckled and a slight blush was seen on her cheeks. A sparkling feeling rose from my heart up to my own cheeks and forced a genuine smile on my face. The sound of her chuckles was one of the most beautiful sounds to be heard.
She carefully walked forward while scanning all the seats at the table.
"No, I think I prefer to sit down."
Slowly she reached for the chair that was on the exact opposite of where I sat, but then she frowned slightly, and her head snapped towards me. She kept an eye on me while setting foot closer to me. and carefully took her place right next to me on the side of the table.
"Well, if you don't mind, I'll finally start my dinner. It would be a shame if I would let the food get cold." I said playfully with an arch of my brow. "You can have some too if you want of course. I won't hold you back." I tried to sound as nice as possible, but instead I sounded a bit too nice.
She smiled and nodded. She looked at me, scanning me, probably trying to use her superpower. Her eyes trailed down to my cleavage and she looked just a little longer than platonically acceptable. I knew she would like it!
"Like what you see, miss Swan?"
She snapped out of her gaze and quickly looked at the table. Her face turned crimson, and she only managed to get out a small groan. It was so delightful to get under her skin just a little bit.
"Uhm… the buffet looks so delicious. I think I'll get a little taste of it anyway." She said nervously trying to change the subject. I couldn't help the mischievous grin on my face.
She carefully took a piece of turkey from the table and placed it on her plate. I knew it was only her stubbornness to not wanting anything to eat from the table before. Everything looked so delicious, and I knew she couldn't resist trying at least one thing. As she took her first bite, her eyes went big, and she moaned softly into the meat.
I startled a little bit at the electric shock that was raging through my body and ended up in my core making my panties wet for her. My jaw clenched together as I tried to keep back a moan of my own. I could immediately take back my thought about her chuckle being the most beautiful sound I had ever heard, because I just heard a sound that was even more captivating.
"This is delicious!" she exclaimed while chewing on the piece of turkey.
She greedily took another bite and I watched how she demolished the whole piece of meat. I rolled my eyes. Barbaric. She just looked barbaric. Luckily, she still used the cutlery, but they weren't for much use. She still managed to spill everywhere.
"You eat like a beast." I complained lightly.
"I needed to enjoy it right? Well, I'm doing exactly that." She said sarcastically with her mouth full.
My eyes went wide in surprise of her bold response. I sighed heavily. Now she was getting a bit too comfortable for my taste.
"Miss Swan, do I need to remind you that you're in my presence, your queen?" I said coldly.
I was aware that my comment could trigger her bracelet, but I knew her boundaries were much further away. I could be a little harsh towards her.
Her head snapped towards me with an innocent look on her face.
I couldn't deny how cute she looked with those green eyes sparkling in the candlelight once again. That idiot always managed to soften me over and over again.
She straightened her back and began to chew slower.
"I'm sorry… your… majesty?" she said after she had swallowed back the piece in her mouth. She was a bit hesitant about what to call me, but I was glad she used the proper name for me for once.
"The fact that I want you to enjoy it here, doesn't mean you need to disobey me, miss Swan."
"And what if I don't enjoy obeying you?" she said critically.
"That's why we have the bracelet, dear." A slight smile took control over my lips again. She was just such an idiot. "And as long as I'm concerned, it's not going to turn red any time soon." I said while eying to her bracelet that almost glowed a bit. Did she really still believe that she could hide her true feelings for me?
A little confusion showed on her face. Her eyes were on the same place as mine were, but then she slowly looked up. The confusion disappeared from her face and was replaced by a contained sign of desire. I saw how her gaze flowed up my body. She really couldn't control her gazes. She bit her lip when her eyes had reached my breasts, but she didn't stare at them for long this time. She knew I would make a comment again. Instead, she continued looking further up right into my chocolate brown eyes.
The heat in my body began to build up again as I got lost in the green forest in her eyes. My breath slowed significantly, and my jaw dropped slightly, losing the control over my own body. My pulse was racing like a freight train. It felt like I was being electrocuted by the shocks that were send through my body.
My plan for the night shot to the front of my head. I was gonna take her. she was going to be mine in any way possible. I was going to touch her until her skin would feel soar. That's what I wanted.
"Man! You and Regina really are the same person!" she said snapping me back out of my trance.
I raised my brows offended. How could she? "Miss swan! I want to make one thing very clear and that is that I'm nothing like my lesser halve!" My voice was stern.
"Ho ho, slow down princess." She said with a grin.
I got even more offended. How could she just call me that? I thought she had learned to speak to me in the correct way, but apparently that was just that one time only. My eyebrows dropped, letting some anger take over my facial expression. "I'm a que-"
"Yes, a queen, I know. It's just that you two are just so extremely good at staring at people until it's more than awkward."
"miss Swan!-" I tried to start forming a sentence.
Wait. Did she really think it was awkward? That thought only made me angrier. Why did she keep denying her true feelings? It couldn't be that she didn't enjoy me looking at her, the way I did! Her bracelet had even turned brighter! Before our kiss, she was always the one who tried to break through to me and now its reversed? Was she really that weak to just surrender to me now?
"Please just shut your mouth and eat your dinner." I groaned in annoyance.
She looked a little hurt, but she obeyed. Her food took her attention and she didn't look up from it anymore.
We continued our dinner in silence. Only the scratching of our cutlery was to be heard and Emma's loud chewing and swallowing. Still barbaric. Her posture had improved, but she still ate like a beast, something that would never be changed about her.
A couple of times I looked up towards her and the only thing I could do was adore her. Even though she annoyed the living hell out of me sometimes. She awakened a peace inside of me that only the sight of her could enact.
Those beautiful golden locks that always shone on their own, but now even more due to the giant chandelier with so many candles, hanging above our heads. That cute slightly loose bun on top of her head made it even better. She truly looked like a princess together with her whole outfit, even though she wasn't considered as one. But that was certainly not because of her looks. She would have been a perfect princess, the most stunning of them all.
A couple of times she put her hand on the table. I just couldn't help the thoughts about touching it. What if I placed my hand on top of hers and caressed it softly? Or what if I grabbed it to just drag her closer to me? She had such beautiful hands; I was sure she could do a lot of things with them.
I was sure she also wanted such things to happen. She knew very well that I was looking at her and the more time passed, the heavier she began to breathe. The veins in her cheeks made her skin turn redder every minute until even her ears were turned crimson. And every time she took a bite, she licked her lips a little too extravagantly not to notice. Those were signs of desire.
It felt like hours that the silence lingered in the air, but I had enough of it. She was right before me, and I only kept playing too many scenarios inside my head. It was time to set some things in action.
"So did you like those books in your room?" I said with a sly smile on my face, knowing all too well where I was going with that question.
She frowned and chewed the last bit of food in her mouth away. She opened her mouth to speak but closed it again. Then she frowned again. She was clearly struggling with getting words out of her mouth after being silent for so long.
"How do you know I read those books?" she asked confused.
"The mirrors, dear." I answered honestly and with a shrug.
"You spied on me?" she sounded surprised. Very briefly she glanced towards her wrist, but she wasn't bothered by it.
"I prefer to call it observing." I said simply.
"Seriously?" she complained. "Did you spy on me all day?"
"No, of course not. Just so now and then. It was quite enjoyable sometimes really." I was enjoying this so much. She had absolutely no idea what I was talking about.
She looked incomprehensive with wide eyes and a frown. "I didn't really do a thing…"
An evil grin showed on my face. I scanned her body up and down extravagantly and licked my lips slowly. "Well… I need to say that I only watched you around… 11 pm." My brown orbs locked with her green ones.
I couldn't keep in the grin of my face, as I enjoyed her confusion so much. I liked to make her think and being just one step ahead.
She stared at me for a moment with parted lips. How much I just wanted to kiss those lips. I saw confusion in her eyes, and I couldn't help but let the grin on my face grow even larger. Then she widened her eyes as wide as they nearly popped out. She inhaled sharply and then held her breath. She licked her lips one more time.
"Oh my… GOD…! You also spied on me every time I took a bath, didn't you?"
I looked away and tried to look innocent, making my eyes look larger. "Your words not mine." I kept her in the unknown. I was laughing inside about how I could surprise her so much. This was the exact reaction I was hoping for. She thought she knew me, but I knew her even better.
She now sighed deeply then continued to breath heavily. Again, she eyed a couple of times towards her wrist where she wore the diamond bracelet and there was no single spot of red to be seen. Just like that my expectation was confirmed. Her limits were indeed much further than she told me and to my surprise even much further than I had expected. The bracelet wasn't just white of color, it was even glowing fully at the moment. It wasn't just a flicker; it was a constant glow.
"Why are you doing this?" she continued to fool herself by complaining. "I thought you were like…, well I don't know, but one thing I thought was sure and that is that you're like… straight." She stumbled over her words.
"I don't have to be gay to have a little fun, don't I, nor do I have to be straight. I have been cramped up inside Regina for years now, I just want to have fun with people. She never let me play." I pined. "I always had to be static and formal, not able to let out any sign of joy." I explained simply with waving my hands. The tone in my voice now began to sound a bit angry.
She slowly looked me up and down with parted lips. Her tongue made a slight stroke over her lower lip.
"Fun… huh." she squeaked a little. She stared forward and I saw how she tried to figure out what that meant. "Did you also consider our encounter with the bathtub as fun?" She narrowed her eyes.
"Only if you thought it was fun." I smiled in her direction, then bit my lip.
"You almost drowned me." She tried to sound serious but instead sounded more sultry.
I shrugged and rolled my eyes. "Yes, but apart from that…" my heartbeat was running faster and faster. "We did have a little fun, didn't we?"
Her face almost instantly turned even more red than it already was. She rested her arms on the rests of the chair and squeezed them tightly until her knuckles turned white and her arms shook just a little bit. I knew she wanted to look frustrated by now, but I also knew that the squeezing of the chair was only to keep her desire contained. She still breathed heavily and kept looking me up and down slowly. Her mouth opened, about to say something, but it shut again.
A mischievous laugh came from me. "Ohw, Emma…" I pouted. "We both know I know you too well to not see right through you, especially now that you have got a little taste of what I have in store for you. YOU want me!" I said seductively and I finally stood up from my chair.
"Please sit down!" Her whole body was tense, trying not to move. The only thing she did was switching between looking towards the diamond bracelet and my breasts. Idiot!
Instead of doing what she asked, I kept walking towards her. My fingers made a trail over the table. The closer I came to her, the more she tried to back away in her chair.
She wasn't the only one that maybe got slightly nerved from this whole situation. In fact, my hands were trembling a slight bit and I felt a slight nervous sting in my chest. Was I really going to do this now?
I stopped moving when I stood only an inch apart from her. My finger was making patterns on the wooden surface of the table, not being ready yet to move on to her body. Why was I so nervous? I had touched her before, I even sat on her hand with my naked body.
"You really look beautiful in that dress." I licked my lips while looking at her figure for the thousandth time that evening. Effortlessly I went to sit on top of the dark brown surface of the dining table. I bended my spine, so my chest would be pressed forward, letting my breasts pop out even more. It was silent, only the sound of our breaths was to be heard.
She looked intensely at me. Her eyes were dark, and she dug her nails deep inside the wood of the chair.
Her eyes went wide again after a few seconds. "STOP!" she slammed her hands on to the table and rose from the chair, knocking me a little backwards. "I want to know NOW what your fucked up plan is with me."
I startled a bit at her sudden change of emotions. But I looked her wrist, and the thing was still white, a little too white. This were just her walls playing up.
I chuckled, not giving her the chance to take control so easily. "Ohw, dear, don't you get it?" I paused for a moment, licking my lips. "I want you!"
"You can't seduce me, because no matter what you think, but I am not attracted to you! The only thing you can do is giving me more and more reasons to fight back!"
I laughed loudly at her. "Fight back? Try again dear."
I stepped in closer until I was only a few inches apart from her face. Then I forcefully grabbed her wrist and held it between our faces. The bracelet flickered between white and even brighter white. She tried to look everywhere except at her wrist, but of course she couldn't look past it. Then she jolted her wrist out of my grip and took a step back.
"This doesn't mean anything! If I say to you to stay away from me, then you need to stay away from me!"
I felt anger rising inside of me. How could she be so stupid? Now I had completely enough her stubbornness. I had been as kind as possible to her, but it clearly didn't work. Enough with the kindness. If she kept being this asshole towards me while I actually tried to be nice, then fine she didn't deserve that. I needed to be much harder on her.
"Excuse me? I believe you don't really remember who is making the rules here, miss Swan." I said coldly.
"And why do you think you're in any position to make the rules, Evie?" she challenged me and came up with the most ridiculous name I had ever heard.
Was this a joke? A joke to only belittle me even more.
I felt anger now rise in my stomach. This was it. With my magic I gave her a push until she hit a pillar with her back. She tried to use her magic against me, but of course I had only allowed her to use it to enchant the bracelet. I walked along with the move until I was as close to her as I was before.
"Don't call me that ever again! I am your Queen!" I gritted my teeth.
I tightened my grip I had over her, pushing her even more against the wall. She tried to get out, but she didn't stand a chance.
I felt how she tried to use her magic against me again, but I had weakened it inside of the castle for her. I had thought this through more than she had imagined.
"I call you whatever I want… Evie! 'Cause you may have fancy clothes and a castle, but your just the queen of nothing. The only people who are loyal to you are only the people you probably have their heart of. No one will truly follow you!" she pointed out with much confidence while she couldn't even move in my grip. But that confidence wasn't really what I needed from her.
She thought I was nothing?! Ohw… she was soon going to make her think otherwise.
I let go of my magic that held her against the wall. Instead, I placed a hand on either side of her head against the pilar. I could feel her rapid breath against my face, as my face got even closer to her.
She inhaled sharply and closed her mouth quickly. Then she spit right into my face on top of my nose. I squeezed my eyes shut out of pure disgust.
I looked at her with a piercing stare that could kill if I would use magic.
"You dirty BITCH! You shouldn't have done that!" I said loud but emotionlessly. I wiped her spit out of my face. "You are going to play dirty, okay then let's play DIRTY!"
"You are not going to win this! I'm not your toy! I won't let you use me!" she yelled in my face. She again did a pathetic try at using her magic to get out of my grip, but I was far too strong with the help of my magic. She had maybe strong muscles, but that couldn't hold me back.
"Ohw and what are you going to do about it? You can't go anywhere, and your magic doesn't work in here either. Are you going to beat me with words?" I said sarcastically with a grin of victory on my face.
"You have no idea what I'm capable of…" She sounded confident, but I saw a quizzed look in her eyes after she realized what she had said. She breathed in deeply. "No idea…" She repeated while letting out a lot of that air.
The grin on my face now disappeared, because controlling my muscles seemed to be a bit harder at that point. How could only one sentence make me feel so weak. I let my eyes trail over her body once again as I stood completely still. God her boobs looked so nice in that dress, and even better as my face was right above them.
What did she just say? That was our sentence. We used to say that sentence all the time to each other before the curse broke. The time we were still enemies.
I should have felt angry at her, but my body had whole other plans at that point. Only thinking of that time made me feel unstable on my feet.
Was this the moment when it was finally going to happen? I started to breath heavily and my heartbeat began to raise. The once eerie, cold winds that ran through the castle, weren't to be felt anymore. The air was now made of a thick warmth. And in my stomach, I felt enormous amounts of electric shocks that maybe more felt like fire works by now.
I looked over her body for I think was the fifth time already. From her heels that she would never wear, to her tiny waist in that black corset. Her body came out so well in that dress. Her face with those peach-like cheek bones and bright green eyes, send more electric sparks through my stomach. The only word that came up in my mind was, stunning, absolutely stunning.
I breathed heavily along with her as I lost most of the control in my body. I couldn't help but set my teeth into my lower lip and bite so hard that I couldn't really feel it anymore. I wanted to do so many things to her, but in that moment, I felt like I couldn't do anything. She stunned me completely. I was like a statue, still arching over her against the pillar.
I had made so many plans for that night, but suddenly I felt like I couldn't do any of it anymore.
Her body was pinned in place, but that wasn't because I held her that way anymore, my muscles just weren't capable of that anymore. She just stood there with her back against the pillar, not even trying to escape. The only thing that moved heavily was her chest in an up and down movement. With that movement her breasts were pumped up to their fullest against the corset every time she breathed in. I just couldn't help but look in that direction and admire it.
I wanted to do things to her. Not just teasing. I wanted to do more. I wanted all of her.
"Please…" Emma breathed out. "Just fuck me already!" she almost begged me.