Title: Dance For Me
Rating: M
Chapter Summary: Regina starts to have conflicting feelings about Cora, unsure of how she'd be able to deal with the fact that she is the head of a gang and murders people so easily. In order to sort out those feelings, she distances herself from the older woman. But after more unfortunate events, Cora comes to Regina's rescue, earning her place back in Regina's heart.
Author's Note: So, like it's been a while … I apologise for taking forever with this but for some reason I just lose focus on my fics and it takes months to get it back. But, now that I've gotten back into the groove of it, here you go! Chapter 3 is like double the size of the other two because I felt bad for leaving it for so long. I'll probably wrap this up in a chapter or two with a lot of smut. If you have any ideas of what kinks you want to see and how to finish this up, let me know. Thanks for sticking with me, and for anyone who's just joined us on this really niche ship, welcome aboard the ship to hell! Don't forget to review/comment!
WARNING: More assault because apparently Regina doesn't go through enough shit, and smut because I was supposed to write this sooner in the story, including a teeny bit of bondage and obviously a healthy dose of mommy kink. FINALLY, jesus christ xD
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Regina had assumed that Cora would take her back home, but frowned when they drove out of the dodgy side of the neighbourhood. She didn't say anything, just wanting to stay close to Cora and be soothed by her presence. When the car pulled up to what looked like nothing less than a mansion, Regina gawked. This must have been the older woman's house.
"Y-You didn't have to bring me here. I could have just gone home …"
"Nonsense! I would never leave you by yourself after something so horrific. I want to keep an eye on you and take care of you, dear," Cora smiled down at Regina who was still tucked up against her side.
The two women got out of the car and walked up into the mansion. Regina had never seen a place to extravagant before in her life, and was in complete awe at the lavish home. Cora brought Regina to the kitchen, where she sat the girl down on one of the stools before moving around to cook something up.
"You haven't eaten, have you?" Cora asked.
"No … Not yet. I don't really want to eat anything massive … Something simple?" Regina replied.
"Of course, darling. Anything for you."
Cora had cooked up some spinach and mushroom omelettes, and plated them up. She placed one in front of Regina and she sat next to the younger girl.
"Eat up," Cora encouraged.
Cora nibbled at her food and watched as the dancer hardly touched hers.
"Maybe you just need to forget what happened, hm?" The older woman suggested.
"I'm really sorry that I made you make something for me," Regina responded and sighed, putting her fork down, "You're right … I just want to get rid of my memories and anything to do with … Him."
"Don't worry about it, dear. I just want you to be comfortable and safe. I have an idea of how to get what happened off your mind, if you'll allow me?"
Cora looked into Regina's eyes, her brown eyes conveying warmth and safety to the younger woman. Regina couldn't possibly have said no to anything Cora offered. She knew the mob boss would take very good care of her.
"Anything … Please," Regina whispered, eyes stinging with unshed tears.
Cora stood up and wrapped Regina in her arms, leading her upstairs. In a different situation, the younger woman would have taken some time to admire the beautiful interior of the mansion as they walked, but her focus was solely on Cora, her saviour. They stopped in front of a room with double oak doors, making it obvious as to what this room was.
"Why are we here?" Regina asked as Cora opened the bedroom doors.
"I'm going to make you forget about what happened. Would you mind taking off your clothes, darling?" Cora answered as she started stripping herself.
Regina was a little confused as to why they were stripping, but complied anyway. Once both women were in their underwear - Regina more than once taking in Cora's surprisingly well maintained body - they climbed on to the king sized bed. Cora sat up against the headboard and opened her arms for Regina. The dancer tentatively climbed on the bed as well, settling in Cora's lap, straddling her. She felt comforted by the arms that snaked around her waist as she rested her head in the crook of Cora's neck.
"Now, if you can handle it, I want you to tell me where that disgusting man touched you so I can make it better," The mob boss muttered as she gently stroked Regina's soft hair.
The dancer pulled back and looked up at Cora, biting her lip nervously. She nodded and brought her trembling hand to her wrist first.
"He … He grabbed me by my wrist," Regina explained as she lifted the darkly bruised wrist to show her mother.
"Oh, my darling … Why didn't you tell me this before? Your wrist looks very injured. Not to worry, I'll call an associate over to have a look at it. But for now, keep showing me where he touched you," Cora said as she gingerly held Regina's arm and kissed the bruise.
Regina gulped before moving her hand to her waist. Cora held her waist and kneaded the flesh there, showing Regina how gentle she could be. The younger woman smiled softly at Cora. The next place Regina showed her was her cheek, and was surprised when the older woman pressed a kiss there. Cora's lips travelled down her chin and to her neck, covering where Robin had been. She smiled against the dancer's skin when she felt her shiver from the contact.
"Is this okay?" Cora asked.
"Mhm," Regina hummed, barely able to speak.
The older woman was ready to just have her way with her daughter but she had to be even more delicate and patient because of the ordeal. There was plenty of time for her to introduce the innocent girl to Cora's more … Eclectic tastes and fantasies. For now, she was going to have to ease the girl into the idea of having sex with her.
To say that Cora was livid about what happened an hour prior was an understatement. No one would ever get away with touching what was hers. She started to feel possessive, and rightfully so since Regina was hers by blood - although abandoning her wasn't exactly her best motherly moment.
Regina felt herself shiver in delight when Cora's hands moved from her waist, travelling up to follow and replace where Robin's hands had been. She covered the older woman's hands with her own, bringing them to her breasts. Cora smiled and squeezed the mounds gently, eliciting a moan from the girl.
Regina's hips started to rock into Cora's lap, her body heated and excited from the mobster's touch. The dancer guided one of Cora's hands down her stomach and to the waistband of her lace underwear. Dipping a few fingers past the barrier, Cora reluctantly retracted, grinning at Regina's pout.
"Now, now, dear. Patience is a virtue," Cora tsked.
Regina scoffed and leaned back on her haunches, raising a brow that rivalled the older woman's own.
"You're one to talk about virtues. How is … Murdering someone even remotely virtuous?" Regina said, meaning for it to come out playfully until she realised the serious nature of what happened before her very eyes.
The image of Cora strangling her assaulter, his blood trickling down from his wounded neck, didn't settle well with her stomach. Even though Cora did save her, she … Killed him. Regina had never really been exposed to the woman's affairs, so she didn't realise just how dark and twisted this woman was … Cora was a killer, an infamous criminal who got what she wanted, whenever she wanted. And that scared Regina. She no longer felt comfortable in the older woman's presence, and shifted awkwardly in her lap.
"What's wrong, dear?" Cora asked, frowning slightly at Regina's discomfort.
"N-Nothing. I'm just feeling the adrenaline wear off. I'm quite tired … Will you take me home?"
"Now, why would you want to go home after what happened? I don't want anything more to happen to you," Cora replied, growing irritated that Regina didn't want to stay.
She just needed to convince the girl that she wasn't as scary or evil as everyone made her out to be. Well, she was scary and the tiniest bit evil, but Regina didn't need to be reminded. Cora knew she had to be more careful from now on with her daughter.
"I just really want to go home, please," Regina pleaded.
Cora sighed and nodded, "Alright, darling. But I want to see you again tomorrow to know that you're okay."
"Thank you for your concern," Regina said as she got up off the older woman and started putting her clothes back on.
Cora pulled her clothes on as well and pulled her daughter into a tight hug. Regina stiffened but tried to relax, not wanting to anger the older woman.
The mob boss drove Regina home in silence. When the dancer was about to leave the car, Cora grabbed her wrist gently and brought her in for a kiss. Regina couldn't help but melt into the kiss, remembering how gentle and kind Cora was to her. Regina pulled back and offered a small smile.
"Thank you, Cora. I'll see you tomorrow," She said before getting out of the car.
"I'll pick you up from work when you finish and I'll take you out for something to eat," Cora nodded and watched as her little girl walked into the dingy building.
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Regina spent the next day processing the assault and Cora killing Robin. She couldn't look at the alcove the same again, despite it looking spotless. It was so confusing wanting to be with a dangerous and powerful woman like Cora, but it offered her unconditional protection, which Regina couldn't argue with. But could she stand to watching Cora kill more people?
All through the night she seemed distracted, and it affected her work. She didn't get as many tips as usual, but it didn't worry her. Jeff wouldn't tell her off for having one bad night, especially after what happened the night before.
When Regina's shift was nearly over, she asked Jeff if she could leave early because she wasn't feeling well. He let her, knowing that the night before must have caught up to her. The dancer left before Cora arrived, just wanting some space. Sure, she used to enjoy Cora's company, but the woman's power scared her. She decided to cut through a dark alley to cut the time it took to walk home. What she didn't notice was that she was followed since she left the club.
It wasn't until they stopped and cornered her that she knew she was in danger. Regina didn't have any opportunity to scream because they quickly covered her mouth. She saw four large, menacing men looming over her like ravenous animals about to eat their meal. Fear ran rampant through her veins as the men leered and laughed.
"Look what we have here boys. A scared little lamb silly enough to walk home by herself. Shall we teach her a lesson?" One of them, clearly the leader, grinned.
"Yeah, your mommy can't save you this time," Another threatened.
Mommy? Regina thought. He must have been referring to Cora. Well, she was old enough to be her mother, but she shook the thought from her mind as the men started manhandling her.
It occurred to her that they said 'this time'. What did they mean by that? Unless of course … Robin. They must be his colleagues, a very bad thought. Robin ran a local drug ring on the side of his day job, so he had many questionable connections. Regina now fully understood why they were here, why they cornered her. They were here for revenge and to finish what Robin started.
She was powerless against the four men, and they started grasping at her clothes. Regina struggled against their large, hairy hands and started crying. She could hear them laughing at the sight of her tears which made her cry harder. Regina hated feeling helpless and weak, but she often found herself in that position throughout her life. She tried to just tune out from everything around her, her body going limp as she retreated into her mind.
The next few minutes were a blur; one minute she was surrounded by Robin's men as they tore her clothes off, the next she was on the cold, wet concrete of the alley, and then she was being lifted into familiar arms. She didn't gain full awareness again until she was placed on a plush seat in a car. She looked up at the owner of those comforting arms and was relieved to see Cora's sweet smile.
"You're awake," The older woman said and stroked Regina's cheek reverently.
Regina was so overwhelmed with emotion that she couldn't swallow the lump in her throat and speak. Cora's presence was like a blessing. She shuffled closer to the mob boss and sighed when those strong arms wrapped around her.
They rode in silence until they reached Cora's mansion. With the help of the older woman, Regina walked to the front door and was immediately let in. Cora led her up the stairs and took her directly to her room. Cora changed into her night clothes while Regina stripped down to her underwear. The two women crawled into bed, bodies intertwined and held closely together. Regina felt safe in the older woman's arms and nuzzled her nose against the soft skin of her neck.
The dancer didn't realise that she had fallen asleep until she woke up, her mouth as dry as a desert, and blinked rapidly to focus her eyes. She squinted up at the woman curled around her, finding her sharp brown eyes looking back at her.
"Good morning, darling," That husky voice murmured.
Regina groaned and swallowed, trying to bring moisture back to her mouth.
"M-Morning," She croaked.
Without being asked, Cora got up and brought back a cool glass of water. She sat Regina up against her, held the glass up to her lips and tipped it, letting the water trickle into her mouth and down her parched throat. The younger woman gulped down the water, finishing off the whole glass before sitting back and sighing.
"Thank you," She said, clearing her throat.
"You're very welcome, my sweet," Cora smiled warmly, stroking Regina's cheek, "You scared me, you know?"
Regina looked up at the mob boss in confusion before blurting, "How?"
"Well, when I arrived at the club I was told that you'd already left. Jefferson said that you weren't feeling well and walked home. I scoured the neighbourhood looking for you. And when I found you, you were being attacked in a dark alley."
Cora fell silent, gauging Regina's reaction. The girl's eyes welled up as she bit her lip to prevent herself from sobbing. The older woman wrapped Regina up in her arms again and kissed her cheek.
"I-I'm sorry … I should have waited … But, I was scared," Regina hiccupped.
"Why on earth were you scared?"
"I … I was scared of you," Regina answered after a pregnant pause, using up all her courage to admit it, "Scared of you and the things you do. You killed a man. But then again, you saved me. I was so conflicted about how to feel."
"Oh, darling. I'm so sorry. Of course you'd be frightened. I wasn't thinking about that. All I could think of was the fact that he was touching you without your permission. Everything was a bit of a blur. And last night, I was absolutely terrified of what could have happened had I not found you."
Regina clung on to Cora and cried until she couldn't anymore. The mob boss soothed Regina, running her fingers through soft hair and cooing sweet nothings in her ear.
That night and the morning after was another turning point for Regina. She realised that she couldn't ignore Cora, and that she didn't want to be away from her. The older woman was a source of comfort and safety, something that Regina had always wanted but never really had growing up. It was such a relief to just give in to her baser wants and needs, to just be with Cora. Regina wasn't going to push Cora away, not anymore. Despite her being a ruthless mobster, Regina knew that the woman was kind and loving. Well, to her, anyway.
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Regina grew closer to Cora, the two spending a lot of time with each other when they could spare it. Now that Regina was no longer so worried about what Cora did for work, she was able to appreciate how the older woman treated her like a princess. She provided her with comfort, safety, love and care. That was all the dancer had wanted during her childhood, and now she was getting it.
Months had passed since the incidents and the couple were almost inseparable. To Regina, it just felt like Cora was ensuring that no one hurt her again. But to others, Cora was being very possessive over Regina to an uncomfortable, almost unhealthy degree. She always knew where Regina was, what she was doing, controlled what she ate, and even got her to quit her job at the club. Cora claimed it was so that they wouldn't run into anymore unsavoury characters, when really it was the older woman being selfish. She even moved into Cora's mansion, where she lived comfortably doing next to nothing.
"I just want you out of harm's way, darling. You are too beautiful and precious, I can't let anyone hurt you. And you won't ever have to lift a finger again," Cora explained a week after Regina had been living with her.
The ex-dancer didn't realise how literal Cora was being when she said she never had to do anything. Regina wanted to contribute somehow by keeping the house clean and neat, but there was a maid who came in everyday. She tried cooking but found that a chef was in the kitchen from 6:30 a.m. to 9 p.m. all week. Regina didn't know what to do with herself. She thought she'd enjoy not having to shake her ass and tits for gross old men, but without her job she didn't amount to much.
"Cora …" Regina approached the mob boss a month after she moved in, "Can I talk to you for a moment?"
"Yes, of course, darling. Is everything alright?" Cora responded, looking up from her stack of papers on her desk.
Regina's cheeks turned pink and her hands were shaking from how nervous she was. She didn't know how Cora would react, she was always unpredictable. Biting her lip, Regina mustered up the courage to speak again.
"Are you sure that there isn't anything I can do for you? I don't do anything to earn a place in this house, I feel like I'm a waste of space here …"
Cora sighed and pushed her chair out. She approached the younger woman who visibly trembled. Taking pity on the scared girl, Cora reached for both of Regina's hands and pressed her knuckles to her lips.
"Sweetheart, of course you earn your place here. You keep me company when no one else can. Everyone else is too scared to stay with me for very long. But you, Regina, you have captured my heart like no other. And I hope that you like staying here as much as I enjoy having you here with me," Cora spoke softly, saying exactly what Regina wanted to hear.
The younger brunette relaxed and was left breathless by Cora's sweet words. Instead of replying with words, Regina kissed Cora with as much passion as she could, showing how grateful she was to have this wonderful woman in her life. The Black Rose Queen grinned against her daughter's lips before slipping her tongue into the other's mouth. The moan she received sent a wave of heat to her core, holding the young girl closer.
"Maybe I just haven't been good at showing you just how much you're needed," Cora whispered against plump lips.
The look in Regina's eyes told her that it was the right thing to say. And Cora knew that it was finally the right time. She was desperate for Regina's body, but she had been patient and knew that it would eventually pay off.
"I want to show you just how much I love you, darling," Cora smiled and led Regina up to their room.
Regina wasn't at all hesitant about what was happening. In fact, she was so eager to give herself to her saviour, her protector. They stopped in front of the king sized bed, the older woman's hands on the other's waist.
"You love me?" Regina asked quietly, she gaze locking on to Cora's.
The mob boss smiled and nodded, stroking her hair.
"Of course I do. You are too special to me, Regina. Now come here, let me help you out of those clothes."
The two stripped each other, pressing kisses wherever they could, touching every inch of skin that was displayed. Cora looked upon her daughter with such reverence, still in awe of how beautiful Regina turned out. Regina was also amazed at how beautiful Cora was for her age. Soft curves and skin, slim with almost no wrinkles. The younger woman hoped that she'd age just as gracefully as her lover.
"You are stunning, Cora."
"You're so sweet, Regina."
Cora lowered her daughter on to the bed and stood there admiring the view. Her Regina, on her back, naked and craving her touch. She knew it was sick and twisted to be in a relationship with her estranged daughter, but she wouldn't be a leader of the most notorious gang if she wasn't messed up. Cora liked to think of it as a type of narcissism, claiming her own flesh as her lover. She just couldn't deny how attractive the young woman was, almost seeing herself when she was younger. Regina began to squirm under Cora's intense gaze, pushing up to rest back on her elbows.
"Is everything okay?" The former stripper asked.
Instead of verbally replying, Cora climbed on to the bed and straddled her lover. She grabbed Regina's wrists and pinned them above her head. Regina bit her lip in excitement, completely at Cora's mercy. The older woman leaned over to the bedside table and pulled out a pair of handcuffs from the drawer.
"I hope you don't mind, but I really like to be in control."
"Do whatever you want to me, I just want you so badly," Regina whispered, trying to look as vulnerable as possible.
She figured Cora would really get off on dominating her, so she submitted to the sultry mob boss. Cora's eyes lit up as she cuffed Regina's wrists to the headboard, making sure they were secure. With her daughter tied up, Cora was now free to touch wherever she pleased. Her hands started at the lovely breasts, grasping and kneading the tanned flesh. Lips captured a stiff nipple and sucked hard. The older woman was delighted to hear quiet moans and sharp yelps as she toyed with her girl. Oh, the wonderful things she had in mind for Regina. It sent shivers up Cora's spine just thinking about it. For now, she just had to break the girl in slowly, get her comfortable with the idea of not-so-vanilla sex.
Cora started planting kisses down Regina's neck, between her breasts and down past her belly button. She was pleasantly surprised to see that the younger woman kept herself bare by waxing. She spread Regina's legs wider and looked up into her eyes with a grin.
"You are so beautiful, my love," Cora purred as she stroked the smooth skin with a gentle touch.
Regina arched her back, desperate for her to touch her, and pleaded, "Cora … Please, don't tease me."
Cora, ever the patient woman, let her fingers wander down to wet folds, taking her time. She took great pleasure in watching Regina wriggle and roll her hips up to encourage those fingers to do more. Fingers ran up and down through the wetness, gathering up as much as she could before bringing them up to her lips. She locked eyes with the bound woman and put them in her mouth, sucking her fingers dry of Regina's essence. The response she got from the younger woman made her smirk; Regina's eyes dark with lust, her chest heaving, hips squirming with anticipation. Cora couldn't help but chuckle at how needy the girl was and leaned down to whisper in her ear.
"Oh, sweetie, you need to learn to be patient. We'll leave that lesson for another time, but right now I want to fuck you."
With that, Cora brought her fingers back down to Regina's pussy and made sure her fingers were coated before pushing two inside. Regina's moan was louder than she expected, and she blushed as a result. The anticipation of having the older woman's fingers inside of her had excited and aroused her so much. Cora thought it was extremely flattering that her reaction was so strong. She pulled her fingers out until just the tips were inside and plunged them, rather rough, back in until she was knuckle deep. Regina's hips jerked up at the sensation, the cuffs cutting a little into her wrists when she tried to move them.
Cora started off with slow, hard thrusts, fingers curling into Regina and making her cry out. She watched how her younger lover's expressions changed when she changed pace. It was extraordinary how beautiful Regina looked tied up and writhing in pleasure. As the younger woman's walls tightened around her fingers, almost making it impossible for Cora to move them, she picked up the speed of her thrusts. She hovered over Regina resting on her forearm so that she could grasp her soft locks and pull. Regina squeezed her eyes shut, unable to cope between the pleasure mounting between her legs and the pain from Cora pulling her hair.
"Open your eyes and look at me, Regina," Cora commanded, reminding herself to keep her tone sweet, "I want to watch you come."
Regina did as ordered and struggled to open her eyes. She looked up at the woman, mouth open as she panted and moaned. Cora's grin made her shiver in delight, causing the coiling in her groin to tighten. Regina was so close to coming, she just needed something more to set her off. She needed Cora to say something, anything. She pleaded to Cora through her eyes, hoping to convey her message because she was very sure that she couldn't form a proper sentence. The mob boss smirked and leaned further to kiss Regina, just a quick peck before she brought her lips to her daughter's ear.
"Regina … I want you to call me something when we make love and fuck. Do you think you could do that for me, baby?" Cora whispered, "I want you to shout it every time you come, and I want you to address me as such at all times when we are alone and behind closed doors."
Regina nodded, desperate for Cora to keep talking. Her orgasm was just out of reach, and she knew that whatever she was going to say next would tip her over the edge. Her wrists strained against the cuffs digging into her skin, but she ignored the pain in favour of the incredible pleasure she could feel mounting.
"Sweetie, I want you ... " Cora paused, her fingers working in and out of Regina at a brutal pace. Her fingers were squeezed so tight inside of Regina that she knew she was so, so close, "To call me Mommy."
That last word was Regina's breaking point. She felt waves of pleasure crashing into her like a tsunami, her whole body felt it. She moaned louder than she ever had before and tried to snap her legs shut. Cora's body kept her legs apart, fingers still working to milk Regina's orgasm for all its worth. The word 'mommy' echoed in Regina's mind, making her more aroused and simultaneously confused. Cora watched the range of emotions that played across Regina's face, taking joy in each one she saw. As Regina's high began to wane, it was harder and harder to keep her eyes open. The older woman pulled her fingers out and licked them clean, watching as her young lover fell limp on the bed. Cora laughed and unlocked the cuffs, massaging the slight bruising around delicate wrists. The sight of the dark rings around Regina's wrists sent a shot of pleasure straight between her thighs.
"Looks like I've worn you out already, little one. Don't worry, we'll work a lot on your endurance," Cora muttered as she stroked a soft cheek.
For a moment Cora thought of just settling down next to Regina and working on some gang related stuff, but the throbbing of her pussy easily swept that idea to the side. Exerting such control over Regina was like a drug and an incredible turn on. She was horny and for once she decided to throw patience out the window and take what she wanted from her slumbering daughter.
Cora kept the girl's legs spread, lifting one up so that she could shuffle forward and hook it over her shoulder. As soon as their wet cunts touched, Cora let out a soft moan. It had been so long since she'd fucked anyone and it was definitely worth the wait. She started off slow, rubbing their clits together. Her hips grew frantic, desperate for release. Cora's thrusts became rough and sloppy as she rapidly approached her orgasm. Her eyes traveled over Regina's sleeping form, her breasts bouncing with each smack of her hips. It didn't take long for Cora to come, years of pent up sexual frustration and the fact that she had now officially fucked her own daughter sent her into a powerful orgasm much quicker than she anticipated. Her body shook as she came, hips mashing their clits together in an attempt to prolong the satisfying feeling. She bit her lip until she drew blood, she was always silent when she had sex. Cora didn't expect it to be so strong and for her to be so tired after everything began to settle. She collapsed on top of Regina and closed her eyes, drifting off to sleep with her arms wrapped possessively around her daughter.
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TBC! Hope y'all enjoyed it!
