The next morning, the sunlight beginning to beam through the large window in the queen's bedroom. She was awoken by the sounds the sleeping woman was making next to her. "No…no…I'm sorry." the blonde cried. She was talking in her sleep. Emma started thrashing around, crying louder. "STOP! NO!" The brunette's eyes widened in horror.
"Emma!" the queen shook. "Emma wake up! You're having a bad dream!" Regina kept shaking her until she was finally shot out of her nightmare. Emma stared at the older woman for a moment in utter shock before weeping ferociously. The queen grabbed the blonde and held her tightly. "It was just a dream. I'm here."
"It was real. It really happened." Emma whispered between sobs.
"Shh…I'm here. I won't let anything happen to you." The queen held her closer than her own skin. She knew exactly what she was talking about.
Flashback one month ago:
"No! I'm sorry your Highness! Please don't!" the blonde cried. Emma had been chained up in the air in the Evil Queen's sex dungeon. It was rare that the queen ever brought her down to her dungeon. It was only when she had really acted out that the Evil Queen brought her down here. Emma had only been here once before now. Tears escaped the blondes sapphire eyes, not being able to hold them in as the Evil Queen lashed the riding crop against the blonde's backside and ass. She had been hit a total of ten times already and had ten more coming. "Please…" she whispered.
"You think because you've been here five months entitles you to roam freely around this castle?! Around my potions and spells?!" the queen thrashed another bite of her crop to Emma's back. "Who do you think you are?!" Anger washed over the queen when she found the blonde wondering around by her spell vault. So many valuable possessions were held in there. Her heart collection, her mother and fathers ashes, her spell books, her potions, and her magic mirror.
"Your slave." she whispered. Nine more to go.
"Precisely. You do what I want and go where I want. You have no say so in this. You need my permission to roam around. Other than to tend to your animals." she slapped her again. Eight more. "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!"
"I wasn't your Highness! Please! Stop!" Emma begged, she could handle her tortuous pain, but this hurt too much. She felt the unruly bite on her back, burning into her skin. This wasn't pleasurable, this isn't what she was promised. This wasn't her queen.
"I DECIDED WHEN TO STOP!" She smacked her continuously. This time, eliciting a cry from Emma, screaming in pain.
"STOP!" she screamed. "I'M SORRY! PLEASE STOP!" she sobbed heavily, hurt in so many ways. All Emma wanted was to see why she was in her vault most of the days. She never knew where the queen would disappear to after their sessions, but she assumed she was constantly in her vault. When the Evil Queen stared at Emma, crying in a way she had never seen before. The girl could normally take a great deal amount of pain, but this…this was different. The last time she had brought Emma here, she placed her on the chains that hung from the ceiling and spanked her until she came. Ultimately, that was her plan, but her anger had devoured her emotions too much. The Evil Queen dropped the riding crop to the floor and placed an appalled hand over her mouth. Noting the blonde was covered in red, angry welts. She quickly removed Emma from the chains with her magic as the lifeless blonde fell to the hard stone floor.
"Emma…" the queen moved closer to the blonde as she reached her hand out, but she only flinched in fear.
"Don't hurt me…please…" she whispered, shaking uncontrollably, which hurt worse, but Emma couldn't stop.
"I won't…I…I'm so sorry Emma…I didn't mean for this to happen." the brunette confessed. This really isn't what she had wanted. She became more angry at herself for letting her emotions get the best of her. With a wave of her hand, they were in Emma's bedroom. The queen quickly drew a hot bath for the blonde, depositing a decent amount of chamomile oil. She took the younger woman by the hand and helped her into the bath. Emma winced as she slowly eased into the water. Regina grabbed the sponge, dipped it into the water and very slowly and gently squeezed it onto her irritated back. Emma hissed at the contact. It burned. She had never felt that much pain in her life and swore to herself from then on out that she would never, ever do anything without the Evil Queen's permission ever again. She would never leave her sight.
Present:
Regina held Emma until she calmed down. "Thank you." Emma whispered, looking up into those beautiful amber eyes. Regina offered her a weak smile.
"You're more than welcome." she placed a kiss on top of her head. Emma smiled as she rest her head on the brunettes bosom. A few minutes had passed when an idea suddenly came into the brunette's head. "Hey, I have an idea." Emerald eyes met chocolate. "Can you get undressed and lay on the bed face down? I promise it isn't what you think."
"O-okay." the blonde stuttered. She removed her cotton button up shirt and brown woolen pants. She began to remove her underwear, but the queen stopped her.
"Leave those on." she smiled. The younger woman nodded. What is she planning? She thought.
Once Emma was clothes less, she lay on luxurious bed waiting on Regina. The older woman conjured up some massaging oil and offered a sweet smile to the blonde. Emma's eyes widened in glee and shock as she turned her head to see what was taking so long. "Wh-what are you doing?" the blonde asked.
"I'm going to give you a massage." the queen stepped closer, removing her own cloth gown, exposing herself as well. "This isn't meant to be sexual, I just don't want to ruin my nightgown." God she was breathtaking. Regina crawled onto the bed and deposited a decent amount of oil into her hand and began kneading into the blondes back. Emma let out a deep sigh of relief.
"Mmm, that feels so good." the blonde hummed. Regina smiled.
"I needed to touch you without it being sexual."
"Hmm, that's not quite how I remember it." the blonde smirked as she continued to moan. Regina stroked the blondes shoulders and around her shoulder blades, making long effleurage strokes. "The last time I gave you a massage you were basically coming apart before I got to your thighs." she chuckled.
"This isn't one of those massage's, dear. I can assure you. This massage is meant to be full of care and long overdue affection I need to give you." the brunette smirked as she reached the arch of her low back, rubbing small circles over her sacrum. Emma groaned as the queen kneading deep into her back. This was heaven.
Regina continued to massage Emma's entire body. It was extremely hard to stay focused since the younger woman did have an amazing body, but she was determined to not get distracted. When she got to Emma's thighs, the temptation was there, especially when Emma started moaning and moving around, trying to battle her own enticement. "Jesus, Regina. You're so freaking good at this. You have magic hands." Regina couldn't help but laugh.
"Oh the irony of that statement my dear."
"I know, I know. You really do." the blonde smiled. "Hey, why are you doing this? Not that I'm complaining at all, but I'm just wondering."
The brunette continued to work her talented fingers into the blondes hands and arms. "Because, I never really touched you. Not like this. I wanted to do something to show my appreciation for you. I want to show you that you mean more to me than just sex." Emma smiled. "You want to know why I didn't touch you?"
"Why?" the blonde hummed.
The queen took a deep breath as she maneuvered herself behind the blonde, grabbing a pillow so she had a place to rest her head and began massaging her scalp. "Because…I couldn't touch you without ruining you, so I didn't touch you at all."
The blonde looked up at the brunette, who's eyes were starting to swell with tears. It was the most beautiful thing the older woman had ever said to her. It made perfect sense to the blonde. She knew that if Regina did touch her, she knew she would be put under her spell without even trying. "How would you have ruined me Regina?"
"Because every time I would slightly touch you, I felt apart of my heart melting. I would become weak. My mother always told me that love was weakness and that was my life's motto when it came to you. You make me weak, but in the best way. Your skin against my fingertips set my soul ablaze. I was on fire for you. I always have been. But every time I felt my heart explode with the ecstasy of love, I heard my mothers words ring in my head louder than the bells of Notre Dame. So, I pushed you away." Emma sat up and stared into the woman's loving eyes at her confession. Emma placed a hand over Regina's and gave it a tight squeeze.
"Regina…that's the most beautiful thing you've ever said. I'm sorry your mother was so cold to you." their eyes not leaving each others, baring into one another's soul. "Can I ask you something?"
"Anything."
"Where would you go after we would finish…you know…fucking?" the word felt like acid on the blonde's tongue, it made the older woman wince.
"To my bedroom."
This came as a surprise to Emma. "What? I thought you would go…"
"No. I never went down into my vault. I said that so you wouldn't come looking for me. I haven't been in my vault for months. Not since I met you. The last time I went there was when you ran away two days ago."
"What would you do in your room?"
"Cry mostly. I knew how badly I treated you, and I knew how I felt about you, but I never wanted you to see how I felt. So I hid my emotions. Sometimes I would wait until you fell asleep after our…sessions to remove myself from your embrace and cry heavily. Knowing all I ever wanted was to hold you and love you with every fiber in my body, but couldn't because I knew that you could never love a monster like me."
Emma placed a hand on the woman's cheek, wiping away her tears. "I wish you would have told me."
"I couldn't…I wasn't ready to believe that I loved you. All I heard was love is weakness in my head. Night after night. I would dream that I would make passionate love to you, cover every inch of your body in kisses…holding you all night. Waking up next to you…it's all I ever wanted. I would wake up to a wet pillow almost every morning, knowing I couldn't have you."
"Oh, Regina!" Emma quickly pulled the sobbing woman in her arms, breath hitching as their bare mounds met for the first time. Oil slicken body against soft, luscious skin. Emma buried her face in the crook of the brunettes neck, placing a peck on the sensitive flesh. "I want you Regina. All of you. It's all I've ever wanted."
"Then have me Emma…I am yours." Regina leaned forward and kissed the blonde deeply. Emma fell on top of the brunette and ran her hands over the brunette's body. The brunette sighed in pleasure. God, how she longed for this. Emma began placing kisses all over the older woman's body, stopping to kiss and suck on each nipple tenderly, evoking a moan from the woman. She continued to kiss down the queen's body, slowly removing her underwear. The queen took a sharp intake of breath as the air hit her hot core. Emma began kissing up her inner thighs, the queen's body quivered.
"Are you sure?"
"Oh, Emma…I shall die if you don't touch me. Please, don't stop." the brunette breathed. Emma slowly slipped her fingers into the queen's wet core. She was indeed ready for her. The queen moaned loudly as she rolled her hips onto Emma's skilled fingers. The younger woman made her way up and continued her ministrations, kissing her queen, sucking on her bottom lip. Eliciting another gasp of pleasure from her lover. Emma smiled into the kiss, slowly quickening her movement, rendering her come hither motions.
"Oh Emma! YES!" the brunette whispered.
Emma continued her ministrations, watching the woman jerk around her. She could tell she was in ultimate pleasure. The blonde began to feel the queen's walls clench around her, but removed her fingers and made her way down. The brunette huffed in frustration until Emma's mouth was replaced instead of her fingers. The older woman's eyes rolled to the back of her head as she wrapped her legs around the blondes, placing her hands on top of Emma's head, lightly tugging at the blonde locks. Emma flicked her tongue on Regina's clit relentlessly until she came hard in her mouth.
"EM-MA! OH EMMA! YES!" she moaned, rocking her hips into the blonde's skilled mouth. Emma smiled into her dripping core, not easing up until she drank the queen's every drop.
The blonde slowly slide her way up to Regina and cupped her cheek. "You're so beautiful." she whispered.
"No, you are." the queen breathed, brushing her fingers against the blondes cheek. "Emma…I love you."
This took the younger woman by ultimate surprise. She definitely wasn't expecting that. The blonde smiled brightly. "I…I love you too Regina."