I Can't Get you off my Mind (and Maybe I'm Crazy but it's True)
Chapter Four: Chinese Food and Sex
Regina could smell Emma coming in before she saw or even heard her. The woman was in heat. What the hell was she doing outside the house in this state? She should be with her mate. Regina got up from behind her desk, flinging the door open to scold her, finding Emma's hand half up to knock.
But anything Regina might say was flung out of her head as she was blasted full frontal with heat pheromones. Her mouth fell half open and her hand came up to stroke Emma's cheek, taking in lust blown eyes, rosy cheeks, and red lips just waiting to be parted.
"I came to see you," Emma admitted. Her chest was heaving and it wasn't from the way she had run here, her thighs clamped together.
"Why?" Regina breathed out as her body stirred alive. She was barely holding herself back.
"You know why."
There was no room for argument in Regina's mind. Everything screamed at her, mind whirling chaotically as her other hand came up to hold Emma's cheek and she dove in, kissing Emma with everything she had. Emma kissed back with the same fervor, pushing Regina in and slamming the door shut behind them. They stumbled around, tongues kissing and lips nipping as their body temperatures heated up. Regina's back hit the edge of her desk and she came to a jolt that forced Emma to bump into her growing erection. Regina was straining against the front of her dress and the touch of Emma's hips against hers had her moaning out. Hands sought a slender waist and then the owner of that waist was climbing up, pushing Regina to do the same.
Now Regina was on her desk, straddled by Emma who was grinding against Regina's bulge like her life depended on it all the while they made out, hands cupping cheeks and tongues laving down necks and flicking against collarbones.
It was the sloppiest make out Regina had ever had and she wouldn't change it for the world. Her hips jerked up as Emma rode to orgasm, twice. Emma's voice broke as she cried out and the flood of wetness between her legs made Regina's erection twitch. Emma was extremely sensitive right now, and her body was not quenched by those orgasms. She wanted more.
Regina wanted the same.
Emma only had patience to take off her pants before she was clambering on top of Regina, rucking up the brunette's dress and freeing her dick from her panties. "You're so much bigger than Killian," Emma mumbled out, pumping Regina in her hand twice and feeling satisfied when she felt the woman grow harder at the touch and praise.
"You're damn right I am," the alpha growled out, her ego inflated and she ducked down to nip under Emma's jaw line. Emma moved back on top of her, shoving her own panties to the side before lining up Regina with her. She sank down halfway before Regina jogged her hips and was fully sheathed inside her.
"Oh," Regina breathed out, trying hard not to come from sheer joy at being inside Emma. It felt so much more. It felt right to be inside her like this. Regina couldn't explain why, but it just did.
Emma stifled her moan by biting her bottom lip. Regina was bigger and her walls stretched to accommodate her. When she was ready she began to move up and down, Regina's hands coming to aid her, lifting her up and down until she was almost all off of her cock. She could feel the length pulsating inside of her so hot and hard and brushing against that sensitive patch of her skin.
A ripple shuddered through her walls as she felt her pleasure build. It made Regina's hip motions stutter. "I'm not going to last long," she admitted. How could she hold back? She couldn't. It was Emma. Her mate.
And her mate needed her to release inside her. It would soothe her heat.
The idea of Regina cumming inside her made Emma only more elated. She wanted it. Wanted to see the alpha fall apart. Have her fall apart in her. She rode harder, using Regina's shoulders as support. The alpha's breaths got more ragged as Emma held hers in suspense. It didn't take long.
There was a shudder and then a twitch and Regina was cumming inside her, hot thick spurts against her greedy quivering walls. Regina moaned low in the back of her throat as her head came to rest against Emma's chest.
Emma let out a shocked gasp as her own orgasm fell on her and her walls tugged against Regina's cock, pulling more cum from it.
But they weren't done. Regina was still hard despite coming and Emma still had a gaping hole inside her that they both knew only a knot could fill.
"I have a bed in the back," Regina whispered, kissing up and down Emma's neck. "Let's go there."
Emma nodded her head in ascent and Regina lifted her up under her thighs and carried here over, dropping her onto the bed while still inside her. They didn't have time to undress fully either this time and neither did they for the third, or fourth round. It was only when they got to the fifth round and needed more flexibility that they did finally discard their clothes.
Heated flesh on heated flesh. Slick with sweat from how strenuous the activity was. The bed rocked and creaked and Emma found herself pinned under Regina's supine form, the alpha's teeth in her neck, holding her down but not strong enough to deliver the mating bite they both desired and craved.
Something was holding Regina back and Emma didn't like that. She wanted the alpha to claim her, to bite her. Emma growled her frustrations as her nails bit into Regina's back with too much force, making the alpha hiss as she pulled up to look in confusion at Emma.
The motions of their hips slowed but did not still, the sheets sliding down their naked bodies a bit. Regina tipped her head in confusion and Emma took this moment to assess Regina's neck, finding two faded marks there. One fresher looking than the other. Emma wanted her mark there, so she leaned in and did it, following her gut instinct.
Regina let out a shocked gasp at the motion, her eyes fluttering shut as pleasure and pain rocked through her, making her react in tandem. She bent down and let her mouth do the same, tasting blood on her tongue as Emma moaned against her neck her joys at being mated.
Something in the back of their minds told them this wasn't a good idea but neither could care past the haze of lust that surrounded them. Once the sting of the mark passed, lapped over and soothed with tongues, the motion of their hips speed up, both seeking to reach climax together as newly mated beings.
After that, they found themselves needing rest and crawled under the covers, Regina spooning Emma as their heart beats slowed to beat in time. Emma drifted off first, feeling like she was at peace. Like her omega side had everything it had ever wanted. All in Regina's arms.
Regina felt the same after the mating bite. It was like a relief flooded her. Like all the wrongs had been righted. Regina for the first time in years, had not thought of work or of anything outside of this room. All her thoughts were on Emma. And she was content. Truly content for as long as she could remember. The sort of ease she had only experienced with Daniel before.
Kathryn's timid voice roused Regina who had taken a bit longer to fall into a sleep. Cursing under her breath as she realized what the hell had happened and that she was still at work, her full feeling of content was ruptured, though panic could truly not chase away the lingering happiness at having Emma in her bed.
She got up, wrapped on a robe and spritzed some perfume over herself to cover up the scent. Then she opened the door to her spare room, finding Kathryn standing in front of her desk, hand to her nose.
Kathryn knew her boss was a controlled woman. Which was all the shocking when she saw her so easily crumple.
There had been omegas in full heat in front of her and she'd done nothing more. But when it came to Emma, things were different apparently. She could smell the two of them and what they had been up to clear as day. She just couldn't believe her hard ass boss had caved so easily. But then again, everyone had noticed there was something between Emma and Regina for months now. The long lingering looks, the touches, the way their scents called to each other and left them pink cheeked.
Kathryn supposed she was only surprised it had happened now, and not earlier.
"Is...uh, everything okay?" she asked and Regina flushed, tightening the robe around herself.
"I suppose...in a way. Can you do me a favor and close down the office?"
Kathryn gaped at that. Mills, closing down early? Taking the day off? "Sure," she said unsteadily.
"Could you also get us some food. I think we won't be coming out any time soon and I'd appreciate us having something to eat." This was said lowly, almost as if in shame.
"Of course," Kathryn nodded, hand to nose still. Inhaling a rut and heat pheromones wouldn't do her any good and she could already feel it playing at the edges of her skin, sending adrenaline rushing through her veins. She listened to Regina prattle off the order and then went to go get affairs in order.
Regina went back into her room, with a heavy sigh and no sooner had she closed the door than Emma was upon her, pressing her still very naked form against her robe covered front. "Where did you go? I missed you," she said, clinging needily to the alpha.
"I went to order us food."
"Good, because something tells me we are going to work up one hell of an appetite," Emma grinned cheekily and dragged Regina back to bed.
It was ten at night by the time that Emma finally felt sated enough to try and eat. When she did, she opened up all the orders and began to eat ravenously from them. Regina ate as quickly as she could too because with an omega in heat there was no telling when they might need their inner fire quenched once more. Regina was beginning to feel worn out. She wasn't exactly in a full rut and it was hard to keep up with an omega who was in full heat. But now that they were mated their cycles would sync up.
She knew there was consequences to being mated, but she couldn't care right now. Not when she was insanely happy at being with Emma. At being able to have her like this after she denied herself for so long. She would not sour this time by worrying over things out of their control. Or by not spending every moment with her.
Emma couldn't be bothered to think about things other than Regina now either. Especially things regarding her boyfriend.
Emma ignored his calls, silencing her phone. She's been gone a whole day at this point and she knows he's worried but she doesn't quite care right now. Does that make her a bad person?
She didn't want to think about Killian, or about the outside world. She just wanted to spend time with Regina here. Spend time with the mate she had claimed. A cheesy grin covered her lips and Regina huffed down at her.
"What's so funny?" she asked as food was now discarded with, which allowed her to straddle Emma's waist.
"Nothing. I'm...I'm just happy," she stated, absent mindedly tracing the matching scar on Regina's neck. The mark erased the other two, laying proud ownership to Regina. Regina took Emma's hand and kissed the palm of it.
"I am too. For now."
The depressed two words at the end, make Emma's smile waver. Right. Because once they leave this room, there's no telling what damage control they'll be to handle. But for now...
Emma surges up and kisses Regina hard, hands sneaking up the older woman's thighs and massaging there as they find their mark, the rod between her thighs.
Emma's heat is quenched by the third day and it's safe for her to leave. Safe for Regina to open up the gallery again, though thankfully this happened over the weekend and she only missed one day of work. Monday arrives, gray and damp and dreary. Storm clouds hang heavily in the sky and over their hearts because the implication of what they've done punches them in the gut.
"This never happened," Regina states, shaking as she buttons up her shirt, missing the holes and unable to fit the buttons through them. The room is no longer lit with light, with their laughter, with the sounds of their combined pleasures. It's dark.
Dark like the facial expression Emma is making. "What do you mean this never happened?" she hisses as she tugs on clothes angrily, knowing a storm is brewing.
"You know what I mean," Regina hisses vaguely, if only to avoid voicing this so as not to incriminate herself further. To say it out loud is to confirm it.
"What, the fact that we fuck-"
"No!" Regina cuts in sharply, raising steely eyes to Emma's grim face. "We are not talking of this, or thinking of this, ever again. It was a mistake!" She jerks her arm out angrily and Emma's lips curl up in anger as she gives up trying to make herself look presentable and rushes past Regina, shoulder checking her on the way out. Regina grunts at the sharp touch but says nothing, doesn't even turn around to scold Emma. Because Regina cheated. Cheated on Robin of all people who doesn't deserve this.
The guilt makes her feel sick and she can't help but hate Emma a bit for making this all happen. Regina draws a hand up to her mouth and cries, a crumbled sob coming from her traitorous lips. Adulterous lips.
Emma gets home in shame. She hasn't even had time to wash the scent of Regina off of her. And despite the torrential downpour, it doesn't wash all of Regina's scent away, nor that of Emma's lingering heat scent. Killian smells it.
He connects the dots quickly.
Why couldn't he be stupider?
"What the FUCK!" he screams, smashing his ceramic mug against the wall in anger. The smiley face shatters and the brown liquid stains. "I can't believe it! I fucking can't BELIEVE IT! That you would do such a thing to me!"
She sniffles, nose cold, dripping water on the floor, arms wrapped around her chest because she's shivering and wet and miserable. "Killian, I..." she starts in a low voice. "My heat kicked in and I couldn't...I couldn't resist her-"
"Bullshit. Utter bullshit!" he proclaims, eyes dark and him shaking like Emma has never seen before. He grabs his coat and runs out into the now fading rain. She doesn't have the energy to stop him or to worry about where he's gone. She plops down on the couch and stares up at the ceiling.
Regina should have expected the alpha's response to be violent. She didn't know why she foolishly thought she could get away with it and not have to worry about him.
Just as she's leaving for her car, that's waiting to pick her up from her work, he shows up, rushing right at her. No words prequel the event. Just him rushing at her, her eyes flashing wide open, and then his fist colliding into her face.
It's been a long time since she's tasted her own blood and she stumbles back, spitting it out as her hand goes to her split lip. He's shaking with anger, eyes black nearly with fury. "You stay away from my omega!"
And Regina, her stupid alpha side has to answer. Her teeth bare back. "She's not your omega anymore. I saw to that."
She doesn't know how much he knows about them but this cements the fact that she and Emma slept together. "You fucking bitch!" he screams and lunges at her. Grabbing the lapels of her suit jacket. Regina's driver lets out an angry cry as he gets out of the car to protect her.
"Let her go!" he warns but Killian ignores it. He's shaking Regina. "I'll fucking kill you! You hear me!"
He doesn't get to hurt her more because her driver is pulling him off of her and he's screaming, crying out for her harm as she calmly takes out her phone and calls the cops. She can feel the trickle of blood coming down her chin and she wipes away at it as she watches the scene unfolding.
She wonders, is Emma okay? She would hate to find out he hurt her. When Killian is finally pulled away by the cops, Regina orders her driver to take her to Emma's place.
She rings on Emma's doorbell and she doesn't come down for a while. It worries Regina, thinking that asshole has hurt her. But she's okay. Crying, with sadness etched into her skin, but unharmed physically.
"Regina. What happened to you?" her eyes go wide and she touches at the split lip, at the blood drying there. It's swollen. Regina can already feel it but she doesn't care. Seeing Emma makes her feel better. They fall into each other's embrace, just holding each other.
"I was worried Killian had hurt you," Regina breathed out, inhaling Emma's scent.
"No. No. He yelled at me, but otherwise didn't do much of anything." Emma pulled away, teary eyes searching. "Did he-did he do this to you?" she touched Regina's split lip again. The brunette winces.
"I'm afraid I might have had him arrested. I hope you don't mind."
Emma shook her head. "This is all such a mess. It's my fault-"
"It's not your fault. I should have acted more responsibly. I should have rejected you when you were in heat."
"But I never should have come to you in my heat," Emma was shaking her head.
Regina gently cradled her head between her hands. Lifted it up so she could see those sparkling sea foam green eyes. "But I wasn't in my rut. And I should have said no. I have no excuse. You did."
They looked into each other's eyes, letting the cool night air waft over them. It did nothing to soothe the heat building inside them.
"Is it fucked up that I want you in this moment, even though my boyfriend, ex-boyfriend," she corrected, "is in prison?" She gave a humorless laugh as Regina's insides warmed up.
"No. It's not. I want you too. Dangerously so," Regina gave a wry smile, hurting herself because of her split lip. She tucked a strand of dark hair behind her ear. "I think we need to talk about this. Properly. About what is going on between us."
"Okay," Emma acquiescence's with a breathless little sigh and they both go inside. They make sure to keep a distance but their skin is still buzzing, like little magnets are underneath their flesh, picking up on each other, trying to draw them closer.
They allow the kitchen island to rest between them. Emma sighs, taps her nails on the fake marble top. "I know what this is. It's biology, driving us crazy. Apparently it happens to like 20 percent of alpha omega couples that they have this crazy attraction to each other. And when it happens, its because the pair is meant to be together."
"But both of us are previously engaged. Why should we let biology determine what or who we are with?" Regina reasons.
"Because if we don't get our shit together, than we'll end up going crazy." Emma shakes her head, a little frown creasing her forehead. She's unhappy. So is Regina. But they honestly don't know what to do about this.
"Distance. We need some distance between us," Regina futilely suggests, but even as she says it the kitchen island is too far and she knows without a doubt that if she were to get in a car right now to leave she would jump out because she wouldn't want to leave.
"Regina, you know that won't work," Emma states with a sort of resigned assurance. "You know we can't just ignore this. Can't just go back to our regular lives. This, this is our regular lives now."
Regina grits her teeth. She's never been one to let others or to let life control her. To give up simply, to let biology have it's way in wrecking havoc on her life is not like her. She cannot roll over and show her belly like Emma has. "And what's wrong with trying-"
"We've tried for gods sake!" Emma raises her voice, her arms, into the air. It startles Regina who is used to Emma being the mellow one. The one who caves and gives in. "We've tried to act normal. We've tried to not let this affect us but this is one battle we can't win. And maybe I don't want to win it," she adds more quietly. "Killian isn't my one and only. He was a great boyfriend and a great friend and I was content to be with him if I couldn't find my mate. But I did find them, and it was you."
Emma's voice is imploring, her omega side calling out to Regina's alpha side, begging for it to claim her and Regina can feel it under her skin, clawing to get out. To taste the salt of Emma's skin, to feel the pulse pounding under it, to draw blood with a deep piercing mating mark.
"Easy for you to say," Regina growls back, angry for Emma at pulling the beast out when it already takes up too much of her forefront. "I wanted a family with Robin. And with Roland. They were all I needed and I was all they needed. Just because you're not happy with the sorry excuse of a mate you have, doesn't mean I'm not happy with mine."
"Apparently not," Emma does not bow down from where Regina is heading. From how she is aiming to hurt. "Robin's not your mate. Why settle when you can have someone perfect for you?"
"And who determined that? I didn't. I would never end up with someone like you-" Regina spits out even if she doesn't mean it, because she hates feeling this out of control. Emma doesn't listen. She never was good at that. She rounds around the counter and Regina backs up, worried for the hungry look in those green depths. Not because they could hurt her, but because of how much care was in them. And Regina knew she wouldn't be able to stop from reaching out if the two of them got closer.
"Emma, stop," she hisses out until she is backed against the fridge and Emma is an inch from her, staring down her nose as Regina's hand curls around the fridge's metal handle so she can stop herself from grabbing Emma and pulling her any closer. Her other hand digs into her thigh in hopes that the pain will clarify her.
"No," Emma insists, hands on hips. Regina looks so small and shrunken against the tacky green old fashioned fridge, complete with pink and yellow flower magnets. With her sleek black and white cut clothing she was as out of place in Emma's apartment as the meek behavior was on her usually proud and commanding alpha form. "You're a coward, Regina," she says, not holding back. "Everyone thinks you're not. That you're a risk taker. You have all these amazing shows and studios and art galleries and you do amazing business, and you know how to calculate risks there. But when it comes to love, you don't do that. You're scared of loving too hard. That's why you have Robin, whose been emotionally scarred so you don't feel bad for not loving him too much because you know he would lap up every last drop of affection. And now nature is offering you a way to have someone who would never not love you, and you're too scared to take it," Emma finished, rubbing a knuckle down Regina's jaw which was stiff.
So it seemed even Emma was able to sense this. This part of Regina that Regina knew about but was too scared to dwell on.
"You don't have a family Emma, so you don't know what it's like to break one up. It won't be an easy decision like you leaving Killian." Regina manages this out of a tight jaw. Her pulse jumps in her neck. She wants nothing more than to kiss Emma right now, her mouth so close by. It would be a shame not to use this opportunity to kiss. But Regina holds on to the fridge ever tighter.
"And how would I have a family if you keep denying me one, Regina," Emma breathes out and Regina's eyes widen.
"What-do you mean-that you're-?" she stutters, suddenly aware that it could very much be a possibility. They had of course knotted during Emma's heat and Regina assumed Emma was on the pill-
"No!" Emma gives an equally wide eyed stare. "No-god, no. I'm not ready for that. Not yet."
"Oh," Regina breathes out a sigh that is half relief and half...disappointment? She shakes her head to clear her thoughts. Since when has she wanted children? "Look, Emma-"
"I already know you're going to try and down play what we have but it's alright. I'm patient. I'll wait for you to come to your senses," Emma smiles and steps back, granting Regina room to breathe. And when Regina's heart finally calms down, she leans off the kitchen appliance and finds she has accidentally twisted the handle off.