A/N: Hook will be back and, let me tell you, he's going to be a full-blown douche. He's the antagonist of this story. So warning to all Killian fans: Sorry!

I do feel like the canon Killian would react extremely negatively if Emma left him. I just feel that way (and feel free to disagree by reviewing or PM'ing me). I love to hear what SQ fans have to say about Hook or Hood. Also, Robin will be back but he's not malicious. I like Robin a bit more than I like Killian. Still wish they'd both just go away but... Adam and Eddy…

Rated M from now on

Chapter 14

"Ready for round two, three, four, and five?"

"Oh hell yes." Emma moaned, ready to gain experience. Emma stroked Regina's toned, tanned abdomen before Regina moved off of her gracefully. The brunette placed herself next to her lover, fluffing the pillow behind her with a two punches to the center.

"Come here," Regina patted the bed above her shoulders, "Straddle my face."

"Holy shit." Emma gasped as she quickly complied, her musky scent filling Regina's nose. Regina kissed each inner thigh gently before nipping causing Emma to let out a whimper. She was already so wet for the other woman and she had just come minutes ago. Regina licked a lengthy line from mid-thigh to her labia then pulled one of the southern lips into her mouth and sucked rigorously, causing a whine to escape from Emma's mouth.

Regina placed her hands on Emma's hips and pulled the woman down in order to shorten the distance between Emma's pussy and her eager mouth. Regina ran her nose through the slippery folds, inhaling deeply, and coating her face with the blonde's juices. Emma was already writhing above her, grabbing the headboard with both hands.

The brunette leaned back to make eye contact with Emma, silently asking if the blonde was ready. Emma nodded enthusiastically, "Gina, if you stop now, I'll hurt you."

Regina chuckled huskily, "As you wish, dear."

She bent her neck and gave three long, slow strokes, back and forth, from the clit to her slick opening. Emma's body fell forward, her breasts pressed against the headboard, the cold wood stimulating her already sensitive nipples, "Son of a bitch! I should've charmed you a long time ago."

The comment got a sharp slap delivered to her left ass cheek, the sting making her moan. Regina glared lightheartedly from underneath her and Emma gave a combination of a moan and chuckle as Regina took her hidden pearl into her mouth and sucked hard, almost painfully. Emma erratically bucked, as her breaths became stunted puffs. Regina released her clit with a pop before flicking it repeatedly with the tip of her tongue. Emma reached down, tired of the headboard, and grabbed a fistful of chestnut locks. She felt Regina moan against her wet flesh, sending vibrations everywhere.

"Oh God, Gina. Yes, yes, yes," Emma chanted. Regina's right hand journeyed from its position on Emma's hip to circle her clit roughly. Emma doubled over in pleasure allowing her see Regina's face as the brunette backed away for a second, letting her fingers stimulate her clit with strokes that were gaining speed. Emma groaned when she saw Regina swipe her tongue across her lips, gathering more essence, before biting on her bottom lip, "You are so fucking sexy."

Regina moved back into position and probed the folds with her tongue as her fingers moved viciously again the blonde's clit, constantly switching her speeds, motions, and patterns in order to keep Emma on her toes. Emma almost came when she felt Regina insert her tongue into her pussy, curling to stroke the rough patch on her inner wall, "Mother of God!"

"Fuck yourself on my tongue, baby." Regina ordered. Emma felt a gush of wetness when she heard those words come out of the prim and proper mayor. Emma began moving up and down with Regina's guidance, effectively impaling herself on the brunette's long, strong wet appendage repeatedly. On every downward movement, Regina would curl her tongue and hit that spot. Emma was chanting nonsensical curses as her movements became erratic. Regina reached up with her free hand to pinch Emma's pink nipple and pressed her thumb down on the clit with precision.

The scream that came from Emma made Regina shiver and probably roused everyone in a five-mile radius.

Hook was seated on a stool at the dimly lit bar, sipping on rum and chewing on stale peanuts. His eyeliner was smudged and his leathers were crumpled. Basically, he looked like a loser. Quasimodo walked up to him cautiously, ready for Killian to shout at him.

"Sir, would you like a refill?" Quasimodo nervously asked, keeping his distance. The last time he asked the question, a handful of hard peanuts were thrown in his face. The bartender was positive that one scratched his cornea.

"What do you think, you imbecile?" Killian glared at the overweight man behind the bar. Quasimodo shrugged, lifting his arms up in surrender, before walking away to get the pirate another glass of straight rum. Killian sighed disdainfully.

"Hello Mister Quasi! Some whiskey would be appreciated greatly, good man!" Killian looked up from his empty glass and glared at the man that just arrived. Robin Hood. The thief saw Hook slouched on a stool, glaring at him, and he bravely walked over, "Killian."

"Hood." Killian drawled scornfully. Robin cleared his throat before plopping himself near Killian but far enough to avoid his wrath. Quasimodo returned with both drinks. He slid Killians from a few feet away to avoid confrontation and handed Robin his, giving him a grateful smile.

"So, how have you been Robin?" Quasimodo questioned as he dried glasses.

"I've been good—" Robin was interrupted by a dark chuckle from his left. Quasimodo backed away nervously.

"You've been good? You caused your bitch to switch teams and she took mine with her," Hook sneered, "What was it Hood? Couldn't satisfy her correctly? You didn't give it to her right?"

"Watch your filthy mouth! Regina and I may not be lovers but we're friends and I will not tolerate this slander!" Robin exclaimed dangerously, "And Emma and Regina love one another."

Hook scoffed, "Negative mate. Emma will realize that she could never love that queer and she'll come running back."

"Is why you're drowning yourself in rum and look like you were dragged through a fiery hell?" Robin questioned sarcastically before saying calmly, "They're happy. It's time for you to accept that and move on."

"I know just what I need to do," Hook narrowed his eyes menacingly and chuckled ominously, "Maybe I need to show Regina what it's like to be with a real man. She'll fight me at first but she'll take it and she'll scream for me."

Robin grabbed Hook by his jacket lapels and brought the pirate's face forward aggressively, "Touch either of them and I'll kill you."

"No you won't. You're a hero." Killian pushed him away, causing Robin to smash his back into the wood paneling on the wall. Robin recovered quickly and stood toe-to-toe with the villain.

"Other's may consider me a hero but I'm a thief, a common criminal," Hood whispered angrily, "If you hurt those I care for, I'll break every bone in your body."

"I dare you," Hook sneered. They stared at one another for a moment before the pirate laughed condescendingly, "Tell me thief, so I don't go in blind, how does the queen like to be taken?"

Robin instinctively grabbed Hook's neck and squeezed. Hook began wiggling, trying to break the hold. The thief shook him roughly, "Don't you touch her!"

"Hey! Stop!" Gaston, dressed head-to-toe in 1990's outdated fashion, pushed on their chests, effectively breaking their contact, "Relax!"

"Hey Tupac, stay the hell out of my business!" Hook yelled at Gaston, who simply pushed him again.

"So you know who Tupac is but you have no clue what consent is?" Robin mocked as he threw a few bills on the bar top and stalked out of The Rabbit Hole. He quickly sent Regina a message, warning her of Hook's threats, in hopes that she would be more alert around town or when alone.

"Wow, I didn't know my body could do that," Emma sighed breathlessly as the two lovers finished another bout of lovemaking, "I should've switched teams a long time ago."

Regina chuckled cheerfully, "I can say the same."

Emma rolled onto her side to face the glistening brunette, "Where did you learn all of that? Porn?"

"Some," Regina pulled Emma closer, "I learned most of it from my one night with Maleficent."

Emma shot up and looked down at her girlfriend with a lifted brow, "You… and Maleficent?"

"Don't be jealous, baby. It was about thirty years ago." Regina stroked Emma's hair lovingly, leading her body back down into her embrace.

"And when she came back to life?" Emma questioned as she settled back into her lover's arms.

"No, no. She and I have changed dramatically. Plus, she and I always had a love-hate relationship and I thought she was going to kill me when she came back. After all, I locked her in the library basement and sent two separate people down there to antagonize her. Not that she matters now, I have you and I love you." Emma sighed softly and was about to nuzzle into Regina's bosom when a vibration came from the side table.

"Tell me it's something naughty in your dresser drawer." Emma joked and Regina pushed her away playfully.

"It's my phone. I got a text from Robin." Regina claimed as she opened her phone and sat up straight.

"At 1:00 in the morning?" Emma fumed. Regina lifted a hand to silence her as she read.

"Emma." Regina whispered unevenly. The blonde shot up, glancing at the phone to see a large, blue message bubble.

"What's going on, Gina? You're making me nervous." Emma placed her hand on Regina's back and rubbed in a circular motion.

"Robin was at the bar and he saw Hook—" Emma snorted.

"And that's surprising why?" Emma chuckled but immediately froze when Regina turned to face her and the chestnut eyes held fear. Emma stiffened, "Gina?"

"Robin said things got heated between them and that Hook threatened to rape me several times." Emma paled.

"That bastard's gonna lose another hand... and his head, both of them."

A/N: …Sorry to Hook fans….