I slam my fingers into her pussy causing her legs to quiver. "You like that, Regina?" I ask, pulling her short black hair.
"Emma!" She moans. I press my lips to her harshly.
"Scream my name, Regina. Scream it." I order.
"Emma." She moans my name louder. Her eyes roll back in her head as I pump my fingers in and out of her quicker and quicker. She easily cums all over my hand.
As she comes out over her stupor she gives me an evil smile. Her lips are on mine in and instant and I feel her slender fingers poking at my pussy.
"Will you stop teasing me?" I ask breathlessly against her lips.
"Fine." She murmurs, plunging her entire hand inside me. I gasp and she places her lips back on mine.
The door opens and we pull away. Standing there is my mother and father. Snow White and Prince Charming. Or as everyone is Storybrooke calls them: Mary Margaret and David Nolan.
We pull the sheets up to our chests. "I thought you sealed my mansion so no one could enter!" Regina whispers. My face pales. I forgot. "You forgot?!" She asks.
"We were kind in the middle of something when we got here." I say.
"Okay! What the hell is going on here!?!" My mother asks.
"It looks like Regina and Emma are- _sleeping together_." My father says. Not many people like Regina, due to her being the Evil Queen. A disgusted look crosses his face. Anger swells up in me.
"It's not my fault that I moved on after Killian died. It's not my fault that I'm doing that with Regina. It's not my fault that I fell in love with her. And that she makes me happy." I tell them.
I hear a small intake of breath beside me. "You-you love me?" Regina asks softly.
"More than anything." I whisper, entwining our hands together.
"We'll talk about this later." My father says. J look at him.
"I'm a grown woman. I can take care of myself." I groan sending them home in a puff of white smoke. Regina seals her house and I look at her.
She brushes some hair behind her ear. "Did you mean it?" She asks. I lay down and hold her to my chest.
"Every word." I whisper. She wraps her arms around my waist and I kiss her forehead.
She yawns and closes her eyes, resting her head on my chest. "I love you." I whisper.
"I love you too."
