Regina finally has that long overdue talk with Snow. And Rumple discovers something odd about the Dark One.

Mifflin Street

It was a matter of minutes after Emma disapparated, that Robin apparated into the living room, having just missed her.

Moments before, he'd been working with Gilbert Whitehand and Alan-a-Dale high up in the trees surrounding Sherwood, building their new forest-roof walkway. But his telepathic link with his fiancées had detected some sort of high emotion between them? As they weren't trying to reach out to him directly, he only sensed their feelings. Anger?

"Gilbert, something's not quite right back home! I need to go. Could you finish off here on the ropes, please? And for god's sake, don't let anyone get up here or go on it, at least until we've had a chance to test it!" His friend nodded, waving him off.

As the mist cleared in their living room, the first thing he spotted was Regina crumpled up on the sofa, her knees to her chest. "Gina? What's wrong, what's happened?"

She didn't answer, merely pulling herself even tighter into a ball. She knew she was at fault and couldn't bear the thought of his reaction to her hitting her own wife.

"Talk to me?" It was clear she'd been crying. "Tell me what's happened?"

Robin knew her walls had gone up and it would take ages for them to come back down again. So he opted for the quicker solution. "Gina, would you let me read your mind? Just the last hour, I promise…"

They'd talked about doing something like this once before, and she knew she could always trust him not to pry further back than promised. So, still sobbing, she nodded. He pulled the curled-up woman sideways into his chest, before placing a palm on her brow. As he focused his magic, the last hour of the former queen's life flooded across his mind in a matter of seconds, Robin feeling grateful for the Sorcerer's careful training in its use.

He saw how the row started. Regina's reaction to Emma wanting her mother to come with them to New York, had quickly escalated into a full-scale screaming match between the couple. How in less than half a minute, they'd gone from irritation with each other, to annoyance, anger, then finally, fury. Culminating in Regina slapping Emma hard around the face. He winced at that particular vision.

"Regina, you've had a lovers' tiff?"

"Do you think I don't know that?" She finally spoke, using magic to produce more tissues, wiping her eyes. "I just lost it! I lost control completely! Then I…then I…I hit her Robin! I actually hit her!"

"I saw. Just calm down first, then we'll talk about it. I'm sure it'll be fine. In the end."

"But I need to go to her! I can't just leave it like that!"

"Not yet. She'll still be angry, so give her time to calm down. However, you and I do need to have a little chat. This Snow business has gone on too long. For everyone!"

The Nolan Farm

"She hit you, didn't she?"

David was furious. He held his daughter to his chest. When he'd opened the door to her five minutes ago, she just stood there in shock, a bright red mark on her face. As he held her, the tears finally came, after a while reducing to sobs. "Emma, tell me what happened?"

"She didn't mean it. I provoked her."

"Emma, that's never an excuse, and you know it! How many abused women have you and I met, who said the exact same thing? Always trying to excuse the inexcusable…"

"I'm not abused, dad! I screamed at her; she screamed at me. And then…." The sobbing resumed. He just held her tighter.

"What was it about? Where was Robin, when all this was going on? Was it about him?"

"No, it had nothing to do with him! He wasn't even there. We just had an argument which…got out of hand."

"And then she hit you? I can see the mark, Emma. Tell me the truth."

Meanwhile...

Robin made her a cup of tea, which she took with trembling hands. He didn't need to ask any more about the incident. He'd already seen it.

"You need to apologise, to-" but she didn't let him finish.

"OF COURSE I NEED TO APOLOGISE! I KNOW THAT!" she yelled. "IF SHE EVEN LET'S ME!"

"Not to Emma. That can come later. To Snow! You need to finally end this. It's gone on too long…"

"Robin, you don't understand! There's still bad blood. It was because of her, Daniel was killed! Because of her, I became the Evil Queen!"

"Because an eight-year-old girl gave away a secret? That's what children do, Regina! Roland, Henry, Honour. They all would if they thought it helped their family stay together! Snow White was a child. Your mother was not! There was only one person who murdered Daniel and that was Cora! You need to accept that. And also the hard facts that Cora also murdered Snow's mother and YOU in turn killed her father! Snow lost both parents to your family, Regina, and that is the simple fact. She's more the victim here, and you know it!"

She glared harshly at him without saying a word. She hated it, mainly because she knew it was true.

"I'm sorry to be so blunt, but I know for a fact that while your father is now in a better place, among all his family and loves who have moved on. But your mother is in a very different place! A place of suffering, for all eternity, for the crimes she committed, and lives taken. She never even repented or atoned for her crimes!"

"You sound like Merlin! He said something similar to me, months ago."

"It's not enough to regret the past, Gina! You must make amends where you can. How can the gods give you a happy afterlife, if you don't repent or atone for mistakes in your first? And what better way to start, then apologising to, and asking forgiveness from, the very person who started your slip into darkness in the first place?"

Regina looked down, almost in shame, before sighing and nodding slowly. But he wasn't finished. "Regina, I love you with all my life and soul, and you know that. I gave my life for you and I would readily do so again. But the constant sniping at Snow White? The endless, sarcastic comments. The bitching. It's not a clever use of your wonderful wit, but just petty, malicious, and sometimes downright childish. It's unworthy of you! Yes, Snow can be immensely irritating, but she doesn't deserve that. It has to stop!"

Regina finally looked him in the eyes. Listening to his rebuke, she was reminded so much of her own father.

"And finally, you need to stop putting a wedge between Emma and her mother! Stop trying to keep them apart. She loves her and needs to know she has her support. Especially when it comes to her marriage! Every mother wants to be part of her child's wedding. Can you imagine how you would feel if one of our own girls kept you away from her own wedding arrangements? I know you - you would be devastated!"

"Enough Robin! I get it!"

"Mr. Gold, may I have a word?" Ariel hovered nervously by his study door.

"I already told you, just call me Rumple, or even Angus, my name outside the town line. Don't stand on ceremony, come in. Is there a problem?"

"I'm not sure. It's about me living here. I know that after you two…erm, split up, things were different. Belle moved into the library and she and I, well, you know."

"I do, dearie. In modern parlance, I believe they would call it 'finding yourself'? I'm aware she went off the rails somewhat, and found herself in, shall we say, dubious company? Though I thought you a vast improvement on the others."

"Thank you. After you saved Gideon, you were very kind to let her come live with him again. I know you didn't need to do that, and it's definitely made her a lot happier."

"Every child needs their mother. Though sadly, I wasn't graced with such a benefit."

"Nor me. As you know, my mother's a goddess. Things were different for me too."

"Ah yes, the beautiful Athena. You share a look, you know? A very wise woman. Though quite fearsome."

"You've met her?" Ariel was surprised. Her mother was always reclusive around humans.

"She came to me asking for a particular favour, unknown to your father, many years ago. We made a deal, the favour was granted, but I have yet to request settlement. But she seemed quite austere, even for a goddess. Cold. Humourless. I could never imagine her as a loving mother."

"True. My father was the one who really raised me and my sisters. Mother and I were never close."

"And how does this concern Belle and yourself?"

"It doesn't. I wanted to talk to you, about you and Belle. And me living here."

"I've no issue with the pair of you, dearie. As I've already said, I want Belle to be happy, even if it can't be with me. I will always love her though."

"I know. And it's obvious she still loves you too, despite your issues. I saw the look on her face, when you mentioned that woman you met when you were with Henry. Gabbie, wasn't it? I think she's still in love with you, Rumple! And I don't want to stand in the way of that love. You have a son together."

Rumple sighed. "Perhaps. But so much has passed between us. After we lost Gideon, I threw her out not because I don't love her, but because I didn't fully trust her. With the dagger, and with Gideon's safety."

"And now? Do you trust her now? Because if you can find the way to do so, and be together, I wanted to let you know I also won't stand in your way. I'll step away, if need be. I may love her too Rumple, but like you, I want her to be happy!"

It was rare for him to be shown courtesy, let alone kindness. And he knew the mermaid was being sincere. "Well, you surprise me, dear. But I know Belle's love for you is genuine. I see far too much for my own good. What started between you may have been curiosity about her orientation, but it has grown to be a lot more than mere sex, hasn't it? She's been through a great deal of pain in the past, much of it caused by my darkness. I think she's beginning to understand that she can't mould me into being a better person, in someone else's image. I'm cursed, Ariel, and that cannot change! But you offer her another path; a path of light and happiness. Provided you love her, and take care of the woman we both love, I would prefer you to be with her than not."

A silence passed between them. "You know, I've heard so much about you. You're a legend, even among the Merpeople! About your deals, your dark magic, your evil deeds. But for me, all I've seen is a man struggling with a force that controls him, that nobody else seems to hear or understand! I think I now realise what Belle saw in you, and why she fell in love. There's a good man in there trying to get out from under the darkness, isn't there?"

He didn't answer. Instead, without saying another word, she bent over and kissed him on his cheek.

That simple act of affection brought a hitch to his breath. Nobody showed affection towards Rumpelstiltskin. Until Belle, and more recently, Henry. He almost subconsciously raised his hand to his cheek to feel the moist spot left, but just held himself back. "Thank…thank you dear. Have a nice day…"

Back at the farm...

Emma held tightly onto her mother as they sat on the sofa. Snow had been consoling her, whispering words of comfort. She couldn't yet bring herself to tell them what had happened. Only that she and Regina had had a blazing row. And now as she closed her eyes, she realised just what a marvellous source of comfort her mother really was. She so often dismissed her hope speeches as mere platitudes, but now she finally began to understand.

As she felt the beat of her mother's heart as her head lay against it, she felt a voice inside, calling to her.

[Emma? Emma? Can you hear me? Darling, talk to me?]

It was Robin, trying to reach her using their nascent telepathic link. ["I need to know you're okay. Where are you? I won't come over if you're not ready.]

Snow felt her daughter stiffen then sit up, eyes still closed. "Emma, what is it?"

"Shush!" she interrupted, "I'm trying to talk to Robin."

Snow and David exchanged a confused look.

[I'm here, Robin. At mum and dad's farm. I'm okay. Something happened. Gina and I had a row.]

[I know. She let me read her mind and I saw what happened, and that she slapped you. She feels terrible!]

[Me too. I'm angry but I don't want to talk to her. Where are you?]

[At home. I somehow felt your row and came back. We had a talk.]

[How is she now? We both said some horrible things.]

[Better but upset with how she reacted. She's ashamed. Emma, before she sees you, she wants to see Snow. Well, she doesn't want to, but I kind of insisted!]

[Insisted? Not trying to dominate my girl, are you, Locksley?] She smirked; eyes still closed.

"Well, you know she likes me to, on rare occasions. As do you, from time to time, I seem to recall?]

That brought a grin. As Snow and David watched their daughter's face change expression several times, they looked to each other in astonishment, not quite understanding what was happening. Merely that she seemed a little happier than she had been, minutes earlier.

[Very rare occasions! And don't put thoughts like that in my head, Locksley, now's not the time! Come on over. I want you here!]

[How about we do something else instead?]

[What are you thinking]

~oOo~

A minute later, after ending their telepathic link, Emma opened her eyes, to find Snow standing right in front of her. "Sorry about that, mum. I was talking to Robin."

"You can speak to each other just with your minds?" David interrupted.

"Cool, huh? Yeah, Merlin taught us. Regina can do it, too. Bit hard to explain, and it's complicated, but the three of us can all speak to each other, telepathically. Regina and I can't read minds like Robin, but we can talk to, and hear him."

"That's amazing! Emma, that's…that's-"

"True Love!" Snow finished for her husband. "It could hardly be anything else, could it?"

Emma felt her cheeks blush. "Yeah, well. I'm gonna head back home to be with him. The kids should be back soon. Regina is going to come over here and talk to the two of you when I leave, though mum mostly. Rob thinks there's a conversation well overdue between the two of you?"

Snow knew this was going to be awkward. "Oh well, I guess it had to happen sooner or later." She pulled her daughter into a last hug, as did David. She and Robin had agreed it best the two didn't meet for the moment, so she left it for him to apparate them both at the same time.

[Okay Robin, I'm ready!]

Within seconds, Emma's pale grey mist swirled around her as she disappeared, only to be replaced by the purple mist of Regina as she apparated in front of them, now looking down and very uncomfortable.

"Hello Regina! I guess it's time we had that talk?" said the former princess, now looking decidedly more confident than the former queen.

Mifflin Street

The moment she reappeared at the mansion; Robin pulled her into his arms. "Hello gorgeous!" he breathed, lowering his lips onto hers, loving the feeling of her melting into him. "I missed you!"

"How is she really?" Emma needed the reassurance.

"Ashamed, Emma. And not just because she slapped you, but because of the things she said to you. We talked about Snow and Daniel. And more importantly, Cora. She knows she's been unfairly holding that against your mother for years. But you know Regina? She can hold a grudge for a lifetime!"

"I said some horrible things to her too! About Cora."

"All of which were painfully true, no doubt! She was a truly vile woman. It's just hard for her to hear them."

"I still love her, Robin! Nothing's changed. But when it comes to mum…"

"Well now it's time for her and Snow to put it to bed once and for all! She married her daughter, so it needs to end for everybody's sake. Let's leave them to it."

"What about the kids? While all this has been going on, nobody's been-"

"All taken care of. Faith and Hope are in the nursery with Pamela. And Honour and Roland are being collected by Will and Alice. We've plenty of time before we head over there, and I've asked Regina not to come back until she's cleared things up with Snow and David. And I don't mean by explaining, I mean apologising!"

~oOo~

They spent the next hour talking, about anything and everything other than their fight. They talked about the wedding, Henry's trip, her return to the Sheriff's Department. Anything but what happened.

Finally, Emma kissed him. "Thanks. For making me go and see mum yesterday? Regina and I are so lucky to have you. Frankly, I don't know what we would have done without you, these last few days. I'm very grateful…" She got up, picking up the cups to take back to the kitchen.

His mood changed the moment his eyes fell on that delicious ass. "Hmm. How grateful…exactly?"

Emma turned. She knew that look! "Oh! Well…a spare couple of hours, you say?"

Robin nodded back.

"Come upstairs in five minutes, and I'll show you just how grateful I can be!"

The Gold Mansion - Later that evening...

"She's given you the way out, you blithering idiot!" growled the imp, as Rumple tried to avoid looking at him. "Do you hear me? She's said she'll step away! You don't even need to kill her! Just tell her you and your librarian want to be together and she'll bugger off!"

As he tried to avoid the demon, his mind couldn't help but go back to that beautiful song the mermaid had sung to his son last night. And before he could help himself, the vision of the two of them, kneeling side-by-side on the bed, in their suggestive nightwear, crept into his mind. That's all the demon needed.

"Ah, so that's it? Triton's daughter is doing things to yer loins, isn't she? Or perhaps you're wanting both of them? Not so difficult, spinner. Take the heart and take control! You've done it many times before…"

Rumple had indeed controlled so many people before, but the idea of taking the hearts of either Belle or Ariel just…sickened him. He looked up, ready to yell once again at his permanent tormentor. However, the moment he saw the imp, he gasped. Instead of the usual shiny dark-grey scales, the creature was even more pale than before he'd gone to Boston! An almost sickly pale-grey skin hung from its face. The usual belligerence and cockiness was there, but it looked to be almost…dying?

The beast had clearly picked up his thoughts, shrinking back with a nervousness Rumple had never witnessed before. He needed to think but knew whatever thoughts he had would instantly be transmitted to the creature, who now said nothing. As though its vulnerability had been exposed.

As a defiant final word, it almost screamed. "You're running out of time, spinner! Take action, before I move to someone who can!"

Mifflin Street

After Robin and Daniel's deaths, the next half-hour proved to be one of the most difficult of Regina's life.

For the first ten minutes, Regina had asked Snow to "please, just sit and listen." She had gone on to tell the princess about the reasons behind her behaviour. About her upbringing at the hands of her mother. About Cora's quest for power. Then the deliberate staging of Snow White's horse bolting by her mother, so Regina could be seen to rescue the girl. About how Snow's leaking of her plans to run away with Daniel, led directly to Cora crushing his heart in the stable. About how she forced her daughter into marriage with a king so much older than her.

Snow already knew a lot of it, but the detail was much harder to listen to. Regina didn't leave anything out. "I'm sorry Snow. It's no excuse for my subsequent behaviour, and I know you don't want to hear this, but you need to know that regardless of what he was like as a father to you, Leopold raped and beat me, many times! Of all the foul deeds I committed, I regret nearly all, but never of letting the genie kill him! That bastard deserved it. He's just one of the many reasons I took that potion, to make myself infertile. Not just to get back at him, but also my mother. I wished I was dead, and I even once tried to commit suicide. But Tinker Bell saved me."

Snow listened to all of it in silence.

She went on to detail her descent into madness. How Rumpelstiltskin arrived on the scene to take advantage, showing her the magic she possessed and how to use it for control. How she used it trap the genie, later to become Sydney Glass, in the mirror to enable her to spy on everyone. How she trapped and banished Cora. How she pursued Snow to revenge Daniel's death. How she reached her lowest point, removing the heart of the one person she loved, before crushing it. All for revenge. She told them everything.

"But all those deaths? Regina, you and your soldiers murdered so many! Mothers, fathers, children – all to get revenge on one young girl who made a stupid mistake? Every one of them had the right to live just as much as you! It makes no sense! While you only banished Cora, the woman who actually murdered Daniel, but really murdered your own father, Henry, a good man, just to get revenge on me?"

"I know. There is no logic to it, only madness. And that is why I will burn in hell like my mother, for perpetuity, while my father and all the other innocents will live in paradise. That will be the world's ultimate punishment for me. Merlin told me as much."

"It doesn't have to be!" David spoke for the first time. "I've also spoken to Merlin. Anyone can be saved if they genuinely repent and attempt to make reparations for their crimes. You can't do anything for those whose lives have been destroyed, but you can do something for those left behind."

The former queen silently nodded. "He said something similar. I was planning on doing something when I discovered I was carrying Faith. I have plans to try to fix this. It may not be enough, but at least I'll have tried before I die."

"Why are you telling me this now, Regina? Why aren't you instead with Emma, apologising to her?"

"Because our row was about you! It got overheated and I – I slapped her. She's with Robin now, but I needed to see you first. To apologise. Before I go grovelling back to her. So here I am. I am truly sorry for the harm I have done to you and your family. If I could take it all back, I would. But I can't."

David left them, stopping only to rest a calming hand on Regina's shoulder and kissing the top of her head.

The next half hour was intense for both women as things that they should have talked through long ago were finally out in the open. Many tears were shed. Finally, before she left, Snow asked her about something.

"I gather you, Emma and Robin are able to talk to each other telepathically? That's quite astonishing. So intimate. You must have an amazing bond between all three of you?"

"We're still learning how to use it properly. I have to open up my mind to them and let them in." She closed her eyes, trying to now focus on her two lovers. It was then she felt an astonishing surge of energy, like a fierce jolt of electricity powering through her.

"Woah!" she gasped, jolting back in shock. "Shit!"

"Regina, what is it?" Snow watched her daughter-in-law curl up, pulling her knees up to her chest.

It took a moment for her to figure out what was happening. A wild jolt of energy, pulsing, down in her groin? It wasn't painful….it was…was just like a… "Oh, my god!" she gasped, realising she was sensing her wife's mind right now. Emma was having some sort of…orgasm? Hell, I think I'm having one with her!

"Regina, what's happening?" Snow stood, clearly worried.

"Nothing! It's Emma! I just…just need to go back! I'll see you…"

A purple mist spun around her and she was gone!

Mount Sinai Hospital, New York

"Mr. Gold? How are you, this fine evening?" Professor Merlin Gold sat at his desk at the New York surgery. Realising who had called, he took the speakerphone off.

"Good evening, Professor. I'm sorry to call you at work, but I have a matter of some urgency to discuss with you. However I need to set up some time when we can discuss it. I need to be outside the Storybrooke border to make the call. Walls have ears, you know?"

Merlin recognised the issue almost immediately. "Perhaps at seven this evening, after surgery?"

~oOo~

Later that evening, Rumple drove to the edge of town, driving several hundred feet beyond the town line. He parked and called the Sorcerer.

"Good evening, again, Rumple. What seems to be the problem?"

"I thought it best we talk outside the magical borders of the town. It's about the Dark One."

"Well you'd know more about that particular subject than me. Has something happened?"

"I'm not sure, though it seems he knows nothing of the time I spent outside the magical realm this week. That's why I made the call here. It's like he's been put into some sort of suspension. However, the last couple of times he's tormented me, he appears to be…weakened. His colour is disappearing, appearing much lighter grey. He seems more agitated than usual. Having him within me for the best part of three centuries, this is a first. I know the force cannot die, but I wonder whether it can be neutralised?"

The Sorcerer considered. "Well, I'd only ever known Nimuë in magical lands, so I cannot be sure. The colour's pale-grey, you say? It could be your absence from magic, though it sounds more like an act of true love has occurred.

"True love? I don't understand?"

"I'm surprised you haven't realised by now. Every unplanned, unsolicited act of love for another, or kindness, is like a blow to the Dark One. It survives on pain, anguish, guilt and suffering. Replace it with acts of love and the creature is weakened. I don't believe it can be killed but perhaps, being away from its magical source it could be encouraged to leave the host body."

"To some other poor bastard, no doubt!"

"Or perhaps to another place? If it detects magic, it could make its way there…if there was no other option. I recall you said, when we last met, you were planning a trip with your grandson?"

"Indeed I am. In two weeks' time. We're away for over a month."

"Then perhaps we should be preparing a welcoming committee for the Dark One when you return? Would I have your permission to do so? Obviously, I can't tell you of the details, or all would be lost."

"Do whatever you think necessary. I've already prepared a forgetting potion covering for the last hour, as he'll know about this call the moment I step back over the line."

"Come upstairs in five minutes, and I'll show you just how grateful I can be?" Emma answered, coquettishly.

Robin had now been living with the Swan-Mills women for just over a year, and his love for Emma, and hers for him, had become stronger and stronger by the week ever since. Before his death, the pair had barely had a conversation alone. But now, she was as much a part of him as Regina. Their contradictions, their compatibility, their contrasts, merely made him love them both, even more. And now, seeing Emma's lustful look, his feelings boiled rapidly, as usual.

"Don't think I can wait five minutes!" He growled, latching his lips to hers in a heated kiss, and feeling her chuckling into his mouth. Without any hesitation, one of her hands left his side, to slide down his waist, around the front and into his trousers, to firmly grasp a hardening bulge through his boxers. Robin moaned at the contact.

"Hmm," she breathed. "I guess it would be a shame to waste that?"

~oOo~

And they didn't! In a matter of seconds, Robin had magicked her panties off, hitching up her skirt. She didn't bother with the magic, instead, unbuckling his belt and forcefully pushing his jeans and boxers past his knees, before grasping his penis firmly in her right hand and pumping him, hard. He looked surprised at her speed.

"Well, you did say you couldn't wait?"

His hands went around her backside, ready to lift her onto the worktop and move his mouth down onto her, to prepare her, as usual.

However, this time Emma was taking charge. "No. No need. Trust me, I'm ready!" Her overblown pupils flared. "Get inside – now!"

"Your wish is my command, milady!" he grunted, lifting her up easily and over the top of his cock. Emma slid a hand underneath to line him up with her entrance and without further ado, still standing, he lowered her slowly onto the thickening member, both hissing in delight as she expanded to accommodate him.

"Ooooh, fuck!" she groaned into his mouth. Robin could only agree, feeling her surround him, like a moist, tight velvet glove. But he couldn't just do this standing, without some sort of balance. So, as she squatted on him, wrapping her legs around his waist, he pushed her back into the wall, allowing him to really move in and out, growling with the intense, wonderful sensation of fucking his fiancée in earnest.

Emma, now really getting into the rhythm, brought her hands to his chest, tearing at his shirt, buttons flying off, to expose his muscular shoulders and back, pulling the material down as far as possible, without needing his arms to leave her ass to support her. This was sex in the raw, an animal passion that had overtaken them. As she moulded into him, her back squashed against the brick, he drove even harder, even deeper inside her.

And my god, she loved it!

Her fingers gripped his upper back, and she grazed her nails hard over the flesh, drawing blood. For a brief moment, an image of him doing exactly this to Regina popped into her mind, and she remembered the look of utter bliss as the brunette came loudly, her teeth biting her lower lip in ecstasy. How the image alone had been enough to trigger something in herself. As Regina's face stayed in her mind, a familiar electric jolt ran through her as her orgasm hit. "Aaaaah, yeeesss!' she growled.

Robin slowed a little, to check on her. "Have…have you?" he panted, between thrusts, his release surely only a few moments away.

"Yes, but for god's sake, don't stop - I want you coming too!" she ordered. So Robin continued powering into her. "This is fucking heaven!"

At that moment, the purple mist appeared, Regina now apparating into the dining room doorway, and already sensing her lovers' magic.

It took a few seconds to focus and see what was happening. Regina's mouth dropped in surprise, at the sight of Robin, his tight little bum on display, jeans around his ankles, ploughing hard into Emma, who was pushed up against the kitchen wall!

Robin seemed to be growling aggressively, and Emma's chin, resting on his shoulder. She had her eyes tight shut and teeth bared, almost snarling. Anybody looking at the Saviour now would think she was in pain. But Regina knew that look, oh so well! She was in ecstasy, and clearly in the throes of an imminent orgasm. Another one?

The sight of her coupled lovers in such a passionate lock brought immediate and overwhelming feelings to the former queen, who now seemed to be experiencing something below, once again, that she imagined Emma must currently be feeling as well.

Emma dug her nails in his back and bit his shoulder, earning a loud hiss from the outlaw. "Fuck, Emma…." His voice faded, to be replaced by the blonde's ear-piercing shriek. "Yes! Yes, come on! Oh fuck! Yesssss!"

At the noise, Regina felt her own centre surge, a pulse racing through her. The second time in a matter of minutes, "Oh my god! Oooooooh…"

Her noise made Emma's eyes open immediately! She saw Regina standing in the doorway, eyes closed, and a hand on the door frame, holding her up, shaking violently with her other hand pressed on her stomach. "Gina?"

Robin heard Emma call to someone behind him, but with his own climax starting, it was too late to stop. Much too late!

"Haaaaaaahh! Emma! I'm co..." he groaned in relief, as he exploded deep inside her. Even Emma felt his relief. "So..so…goooood!"

Seeing her gripping him tighter in surprise, he turned his head back, while still within her, to see Regina staring at them!

"OH! Sorry my love, would you mind…?" He blurted in embarrassment.

"Robin – could you at least either lift me off your cock, or put me down, before we talk to my wife?"

The moment he lifted her off, still semi-erect, placing her feet on the ground, Emma, her face now bright red, both from the orgasm and the embarrassment, raised a hand to cover herself in a clean pair of panties, before lowering the skirt. She looked at Regina, unsure what to say. Though he is our lover after all! Why should I be embarrassed? However, seeing her wife in some sort of discomfort and awkwardness, she stepped up to her immediately. "Regina?"

"We urgently need to something about this mind-link! That orgasm went right through me!"

"Sorry, I don't understand?"

"You had one a few minutes ago too, didn't you?" She asked, to a small nod from the other woman.

"I felt it! Unfortunately, I was also standing in front of Snow at the time! At least give a girl some warning, would you?"

At that, Emma gasped, raising a hand to her mouth. However, Robin, also realising what she'd just said, suddenly collapsed into a fit of laughter.

"IT'S NOT FUNNY, THIEF!" Regina yelled at him. "AND FOR GOD'S SAKE, PULL YOUR TROUSERS UP!"

But he was too far gone to reply. Tears of laughter streamed down his face, and his body shook. Emma, seeing his collapse, started to grin too and rapidly fell into uncontrollable giggles herself, her hands coming up to her face.

Seeing her lovers in hysterics, even Regina began to see the funny side, though she was damned if she would give them the pleasure of showing it!

"Glad to see you find the idea of my involuntarily orgasming in front of your mother, so hilarious, Swan? Perhaps I'll return the favour? When you're next alone in the diner? Perhaps the Christmas party? I'm sure they'd love the sight of their saviour looking like she's got her vibrator stuck in the mains!"

That really didn't help, and the pair still couldn't stop laughing.

"For heaven's sake! This is not funny!" She glowered at them.

"Sorry babe got to disagree with you there! It so is!" she clutched Robin's arm for support.

"Sorry milady, but I've got to agree with Emma on this one. It's fucking hilarious!"

"After I spent the last hour grovelling to Snow White? Apologising, and saying I would change and stop taunting her? Don't you think I've suffered enough?"

Emma paused, finally bringing her laughter under control. As she wiped the tears from her cheeks, her face changed to something more...serious.

"Well. Perhaps I could consider it a decent form of retribution - for slapping me around the face?"

A look of shame fell across Regina in an instant, remembering what had happened only a few hours ago.

"Perhaps you're right. I probably do deserve it!"

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