whew, seeing the Evil Queen back on my screen is giving me all kinds of dark thoughts. thought i'd make good use of them ;) I didn't proofread because it's late so I apologize in advance! xxx

James smirked to himself when he found the Queen sitting in the middle of her large bed, cross-legged in a slip of a nightgown and a large book in her lap. She tugged at her bottom lip in concentration, tucking her now shorter hair behind her ear. She must have gotten it cut today.

"What are you doing here?" She asked without looking up, sensing his presence. Her tone was one of utter annoyance and if it had been anyone else they probably would've tucked their tails and ran. "Better yet, how did you get in?"

"I have my ways," James made his way into her bedroom, shucking off his leather jacket and throwing it across the chair in the corner.

Regina looked up at him with a raised brow, "I think you're a little confused on what's going on between us."

"Tell me, what is going on between us?" He kicked off his boots on the next couple of steps before throwing himself on the bed in front of her, propping his top half up on his right elbow.

"Fucking," The usually polite Queen stated with a fake smile, closing her magic book with a finger in the middle as not to lose her place, "Which does not mean you have the right to let yourself into my house or come into my room unannounced," She glared at him then and he could tell he'd really irritated her by coming into her personal space.

"I could make it up to you," James gave a devilish smirk as he reached out to run a hand up her thigh that she ended up swatting away.

"I'm serious, don't get this confused," She clenched her jaw in frustration. She'd been reading those goddamn magic books all day and she still didn't feel prepared to use the dark magic from the stone to undo her cuff yet. The idea of a romp with James wasn't entirely unappealing, she just didn't like him the idea of him being comfortable enough to approach her this way.

"I'm not confused at all," James met her glare as he rolled onto his back, "Just horny," He groaned, running a hand over the crotch of his jeans, "Thinking about you with your skirt up around your waist and me in between your thighs against the wall of my brother's apartment."

Fuck. There was something about him, maybe the evil part, that turned her on. She'd been on the righteous path for so long, had even been with a good man like Robin, but the Evil Queen was still inside of her. And sometimes the Evil Queen just wanted to fuck the life out of some malevolent bastard like James.

"You really get off on getting revenge on your brother, don't you?" Regina rolled her eyes despite the fact the image turned her own as well. She shifted then to put the book on the night stand and he grinned when he knew he'd convinced her to take a break.

"I'd much rather get off on you," He smirked, sitting up and pulling his shirt over his head. "Which reminds me. Have you made any headway on our plans to take over this fucking town once your cuff is off?"

Regina followed suit, pulling her slip up over her head leaving her in nothing but black lace panties, "That depends on how we want to do it," She shrugged as she dropped the nightie over the edge of the bed with a hint of a smirk. James watched her before reaching out to grab one of her legs and jerking her down onto her back.

"Well we could do it the old fashioned way," James crawled up over her, smirking as he pressed his hips against hers, nothing between them but his jeans and her lace, "We could just kill whoever we didn't want here."

"Been there, done that," Regina rolled her eyes, gripping his hair with one of her hands and pushing him downward where she wanted him, "With your mouth first," She demanded, hearing him groan into her thigh.

"There's sleeping curses," He suggested, moving his body down hers and tearing her panties into two pieces, tossing them behind him. Instant heat shot through her when she looked down to see him spread her legs like he was opening a present as he gazed up at her with a smirk.

"That's too Enchanted Forest-y," She sighed, folding an arm under the back of her head to prop it up a little as he kissed over the insides of her thighs slowly, "Quit giving me shitty ideas and do something useful with that mouth."

James' cock throbbed at her bossing him around, used to being the one who always dominated in the bedroom. He felt like for once he finally found his equal in a battle of the wills and he was going to enjoy it, "Well…You don't want to physically hurt anyone because your son would never forgive you and all of that mushy garbage," He spread her thighs wider and gave her body a tug, pulling her lips directly underneath his mouth, "Which means you'll have to find a way to switch things up so they're living miserable existences…kind of like the first curse before it broke."

Regina mulled it over before lifting her hips up towards him impatiently and groaning when he licked her in response, "That idea is the least useless one you've suggested."

He swirled his tongue around her clit, smirking at the way she moaned and gripped his hair. The Queen was not afraid of showing her sexuality and it turned him on like nothing else. She brought out a primal side of him that had him wanting to take her anytime he was near her.

"Maybe some kind of time reverse?" James lifted his mouth for a moment and instantly heard her groan in frustration, "Just trying to help, Your Majesty."

"If you want to help me, make me come on your tongue and then we'll talk about curses," She snapped and nearly cried out when he took her off guard by covering her with his mouth, licking and sucking and teasing her.

"Shit...oh, fuck," She gasped, her thighs clenching around his head but he didn't stop, just gripped her legs harder and continued to eat her until she was moaning and writhing senselessly. Regina brought one hand up to her breast, teasing her nipple as the other jerked on his hair, keeping his head in place as her hips writhed. "Right there, don't stop James….I swear…to god…if you stop-"

Her threat was cut short when he introduced two fingers into his ministrations on her, pushing them inside her and causing her to moan out loud and lose her train of thought. James groaned against her as he sucked firmly on her clit, curling his fingers inside of her to stroke her gspot with each thrust.

Regina unraveled quickly with how tightly she was wound from stress, giving into the feeling and letting her body begin to convulse. Her back arched from the bed as she cried out and her hips jerked, but he kept his free arm locked around her thighs and his head buried between them.

"Fuck!" She groaned as she came down from the waves of pleasure, unclenching her legs as he let them fall to the sides. Her hand came up to run over her face and brush her hair back from it as she tried to catch her breath. James smirked in satisfaction at the look on her face as he started to crawl up over her again.

"A time reversal spell," Regina stated, her voice dangerously low, "I'll reverse the town back to before the first curse was broken. I'll have Henry to myself and all of those other insufferable idiots will be unhappy and not even know it."

"What's in it for me?" James asked as he reached down between them to unbuckle his jeans.

"I'll make you the sheriff," She smirked up at him with an evil glint in her eyes, "You can lock your twin away for life, see if I care."

"Fuck, you're sexy when you talk about destroying lives," He ginned as he pushed his pants and boxers down, kicking them off when he worked them down his legs.

He gave her a grin before gripping her left hip and turning her over quickly onto her stomach, "You got what you wanted now I get what I want," James explained, nipping the skin on her shoulder, "Get on your hands and knees."

Regina smirked to herself as she pushed her hands against the mattress and lifted her top portion up before bringing her knees up, "Like that?" She purred, spreading her knees apart and pushing her hips back to him. It wasn't one of her favorite positions, but the groan that ripped from his throat made it worth it.

"Just like that," James ran a hand over one of her ass cheeks, squeezing it before smacking it hard and eliciting a hiss from her. "Good girl."

He'd never seen anything more erotic than the sight of the Evil Queen naked and on all fours in front of him. She turned her head to the side to glance back at him with a cat-like grin that had him running his finger down the base of her spine slowly, eyes following to the narrow waist and wider hips, to the round of her ass, to the glistening slit in between them. James gripped the sides of her hips as he stood on his knees behind her, preparing to pound her.

"You're dripping," He smirked as he rubbed his length along the outside of her folds, coating himself. "Do I need to use a condom?" He asked, gripping his base and pushing his tip against her folds. He hated kids and shuddered at the thought of a child, especially with the Evil Queen.

"No, I took care of that years ago," She replied and although he didn't know what that meant it was a good enough answer for him. He pulled her hips towards him as he thrust forward, taking her deeply and causing her to cry out.

Regina moaned at how hard he felt inside of her, fisting the bed sheets under her hands that held her up and pushing back towards him. She had to admit that this position made her feel him deeper than the ones before, especially when she curled her back and pushed her hips up towards him, impaling herself on his cock even more.

"Mmm, you're a quick study," James smirked at the way she was pushing back on him, starting to add his own firm thrust to create fiction.

"What makes you think you're teaching me anything?" She asked him amused, gasping and moaning with each thrust backwards that she gave him, one of her hands coming up to press against the headboard and give her better leverage.

"Evil bitch," He hissed with a smirk and gripped her hips, starting to pull himself out of her almost all of the way and slamming back into her. She was wet enough from him going down on her that she could take it, and he knew she obviously liked it rough. Finally, someone that could keep up with him.

James woke to find himself still in the Queen's bed. Granted, they were sideways and in opposite directions from the filthy things they'd been doing to each other, but he was still there. He supposed they'd fallen asleep after going round for round into the early hours of the morning. She was stressed and he was thoroughly content with letting her ride out her frustration.

Regina was laying on her stomach, tangled up in a sheet that barely covered her perfect ass from his view. An ass that was a little red today from his slaps, that led to thighs that had his teeth marks imprinted on them in the form of purple bruises. His back was sore when he moved and he didn't need a mirror to tell him she'd broken the skin while clawing at it. If he wasn't so startled by the fact he'd practically spent the night he probably would've fucked her again.

She looked less intimidating this way, makeup worn off and concealer gone from the scar on her lip. Short hair splayed over the bed as her head laid on her crossed arms. She looked more human than he'd ever seen her and he was sure if she was aware she was being watched right now she'd be instantly angry. Luckily she seemed like a deep sleeper so he managed to slide off of the bed and pick up his jeans without her stirring.

He managed to get dressed and slip out of her room without waking her, still puzzled at how he'd managed to let himself fall asleep there. She was the Evil Queen and he'd allowed himself to get comfortable enough to fall asleep in her bed. She would have offered him right then and there. He didn't trust her. He enjoyed the hell out of the sex, but he didn't trust her.

James made his way down the staircase, running a hand through the top of his hair in an attempt to wake up. He shuffled into her kitchen, on the way through to grab a glass of water before he left. It was the least she could give him after depleting him last night, he mused. Her home was pristine with absolutely no clutter and very few sentimental decorations.

His eyes clocked the picture frame in the window sill of Regina and Henry when he was a few years younger. They looked happy and he really could tell she loved her son. It was strange how much of her heartbreak he saw and understood. She'd lost so many people close to her that when she experienced having a family with Henry, she was desperate to never lose it. Except for now when she was trying to convince herself that he was better off without her.

He himself had experienced loss, but he'd never experienced the love of family or having one of his own like Regina had. He wondered what was worse, experiencing it and losing it or never knowing it at all. He shrugged the thoughts away, taking a last large gulp of his water before he let himself out. Regina's fucked up mental state was not his problem and she would fix it herself when she reversed time and the curse was back in effect again. He'd get what he wanted as well and for once be in a position of power and more respected than his less deserving brother. Things would finally be as they should.

"What in the hell happened to you?" Regina heard a familiar female voice and inwardly groaned as she quickly shut her notes into her book of magic and closed it. The stupid fairy was nosy and would undoubtedly be trying to read whatever she was up to. Tink appeared in the archway of her dining room, coming in to take a seat at the table.

"You look like hell," Tink smirked and made Regina glare at her harder. There had been a time she was scared of the Evil Queen, but not anymore. Tink knew she had a soft side that only wanted to love and be loved in return.

"You better get out of here before I smash you like the bug that you are," She quipped with a frown to which Tink rolled her eyes.

"Who gave you the love bites?"

Regina reached up quickly to her neck, realizing she had forgotten to heal those after getting ready this morning. "That's..none of your business."

"Oh come on Regina, I haven't seen you in months," Her former friend pleaded, watching the way the Queen shifted uncomfortably in her seat, "If there's someone new I want to know all about him!"

"Because you meddling in my love life worked out so great last time," Regina snapped and she saw the flicker of guilt that graced Tink's features. She hated herself for the way she took everything out on people she cared about, but she hadn't asked Tink to come check up on her. "Besides, there's no one new."

"So did that to yourself?" Tink prodded, eyes glued to the bite marks on her neck that she was sure were other places as well. The fairy had tougher skin than Regina thought.

"I'm working with James to break this stupid cusp off of my arm," She held up her hand and frowned, "We found we can mutually benefit each other in more than one way. It's nothing more than sex. I can't stand him."

"Well is the sex good, at least?"

"Tink!" Regina's mouth dropped at the invasion of privacy.

"Come on, nobody who gets marked up like that is a prude," Tinkerbell laughed a little and rolled her eyes at Regina's sudden decision to be prim and proper, "He seems like a bad boy, I bet it's amazing."

Regina sighed and raised an eyebrow as she rested her elbow on the table and propped her chin up with her hand, "It is."

"What are you going to do after you break out of your magic cusp?" Her friend raised a concerned eyebrow that proved she knew Regina better than she thought. "I hope you aren't planning anything that would undo all of the progress you've made in changing."

"All of the progress I made?" She scoffed bitterly at the fairy in front of her, "All of the work I put into becoming a better person and look where it got me. A house emptier than ever. So please, spare me your lecture."

Tinkerbell had watched her friend's internal struggle for years now and she often knew what Regina meant without her having to say one word. If Regina was going to fully convert back to the Evil Queen, she already would have by now and half the town would be obliterated. She felt her friend would make the right decision in the end, "Fair enough. Just know I'm here for you."