Dark side 9

Regina looked down and saw Emma slumped on the floor. Snow was by her side in an instance, cradling her daughter tenderly. Regina saw Emma's eyes roll as lids tried to blink herself back to reality.

Regina refocused her attention on the dark one who was stalking toward her. Before Regina could react, David ran at her from behind, only to be thrown backwards, sending tables and chairs clattering along with his body to the ground.

Within a heartbeat, the dark one was on Regina, pulling her into a tight embrace and crashing their lips together. The two were enveloped in a cloud of dark smoke and disappeared from the diner.

Regina's peripheral vision allowed her to realize they had left the diner and were poofed into her vault. The seductive power of the dark one seeped into Regina's veins, and she couldn't help but give in to it. She allowed the dark one to push her against the wall with the full weight of her body. She allowed the soft tongue to explore in her mouth as Regina felt her loins catch fire.

Her thoughts were being manipulated. She knew this was not Emma, but the dark one knew she wanted it to be so badly and was able to warp her thoughts. Regina allowed herself to believe this was Emma. She let herself think that Emma was here with her, wanting her, tasting her. Regina felt her hands go up and grip the back of the dark ones coat, moaning at the feeling of Emma's lips on her own. Emma pushed Regina's arms up over her head as she kissed her passionately, pushing her body into the trapped queen's.

The dark one smiled into Regina's mouth, knowing she had her right where she wanted her. She moved one hand down Regina's body, knowing exactly what the mayor secretly craved. She found the apex of Regina's thighs and used her four fingers to place delicious pressure on Regina's core. "Yes, highness.
You want the Savior to fuck you? The time has come!"

Regina felt a moan rip from her throat just as she felt a tugging at the back of her skull. The tugging was almost enough to rip her from the the moment she so desperately wanted to cling to. Something wasn't right. Emma didn't talk like that. Even in all her fantasies about Emma, she knew encounters with the Savior would always be tender and loving. Not violent and vulgar. As she felt her body trying to get caught up in the moment, she felt her mind cling to that tugging. The tugging turned into a slight burst that felt like cool water, seeping into her brain. As the cooling sensation spread, Regina pried her eyes open as she was slowly brought back into the present. Her mind slowly started to return, fighting back against the blinding pleasure her body was building into.

Regina recognized the feeling in her brain. It was white magic. Regina looked down at the figure sucking on her neck and suddenly it clicked. That was the dark one. It wasn't Emma. Regina was being played. Used. No one used the Evil Queen. As anger started to replace desire, Regina succumbed to the beckoning of the white magic in her mind. It was Emma. Emma may never be hers, but Regina was damned if she would let the dark one destroy her life. Regina allowed Emma to do as she pleased in her mind until finally Regina understood.

The dark one knew she had won. The queen was eating out of her hand, and there was no stopping the limits to which she had control of Regina, the only magic wielder other than the Savior powerful enough to affect her.

The dark one was surprised when she felt Regina pull her arms from her grasp and turn the tables. Suddenly she was herself against the wall with the queen pinning her with her body. The dark one was surprised and a bit concerned, but the look on Regina's face reassured her that the queen was simply a demanding lover.

Regina pinned the dark one, running her tongue across her neck before ending with a blood drawing bite to the top of her shoulder. When the dark one cried out briefly Regina had to reign in her anger. Instead she smiled seductively. "Well, you certainly have a line in on what I want," she whispered.

The dark one licked her lips, thinking she had successfully seduced Regina. "That's right, Regina. I want you as much as you want me." The dark one reached down and squeezed Regina's sex roughly. Regina fought back the sense of repulsion and instead smiled and faked a gasp.

"Mmmm," Regina sighed. "You certainly have it all figured out, don't you?" Regina allowed the dark one to nearly swallow her whole with another deep, suffocating, sloppy kiss.

The dark one smiled again as she listed her hips into the queen who had clearly fallen into her seductive trap. "That's right. You are finally mine. All mine."

Regina twitched and gritted her teeth as she glanced behind the dark one into the murk of the vault. She pulled The dark one's face against her neck in a gasp. "I see that. But I'm afraid there is one thing you're forgetting," Regina whispered.

The dark one lifted her head and smiled obnoxiously at Regina. "Oh? And what is that?"

Regina sighed out a laugh. "Emma still has the dagger."

Realization had barely taken over the dark one's face when Emma thrust the dagger through her torso and through her heart. Regina tried not to be affected by the point of the dagger coming out Emma's chest and threw her arms up, sending the three of them to the town line.

Regina looked into the shocked eyes of the dark one that had suddenly turned black. She watched as Emma pulled the body off Regina's and twirled her around. The two went twirling backwards like a violent waltz until finally Emma thrust the body forward and let go. Regina watched in shock, breathing heavily, as the dark one, dagger sticking out of her heart, tumbled across the town line and dissolved into a thick mist of black smoke.

Regina fell to the ground in exhaustion and relief. She flinched as she felt arms grip onto her arm and neck, but calmed when she looked up to see the Savior looking down, tears in her eyes. "Regina," Emma choked out. "You're okay. We're okay!"

Just before Regina passed out, she could have sworn she felt the sweet lips of her Emma Swan come down and kiss her gently on the forehead. Then all went black.