Hey! I am so deeply sorry for the long wait I forced upon you all. My GF of the last 4 years and I broke up... And we were (still are until the end of the lease) living in an appartment together, so... boxes and where to go had been my day-to-day reality... So, i do hope you'll like this chapter, even if you will probably hate me at the end. Yes, I know. Oh. It's in this chapter that the 'M' rating starts to be needed. Probably not with who you wished for, though. So, sorry, but there is a DQ scene (at the end), AND it is necessary for the rest of the story. Please, bear with me.
Again, I still don't have a beta, so all mistakes are mine, and I'm sorry for them, but English still isn't my first language. Nothing belongs to me except the plotline, even if I wish it was. Thanks to all of my lovelies readers, yes, you, for the favorite/follows and comments. It means a lot to me.
P.S.: During the circle, somewhere, i say that they sing "May the circle be open" it is a real song, and you can find it on YouTube : /watch?v=zHtGPK6Q6bI
P.P.S.: Today's the summer solstice, so Happy Litha to you all!
"A what, now?"
Regina smirked at her student. "A magical overdose; you took too much magic, more than your body can support and use. The result is what you've just lived."
"Okaaay…" Emma drawled, still unsure.
"The thing is, that if you don't use your magic, you'll have magic outburst – quite involuntarily, I might add – and when you absorb magic, like you did tonight, it overwhelms your body. The magic we expulsed, all twelve of us, was to go to the earth, not to be taken. Since you weren't expulsing magic with us, it took you as a tether. You'll have to learn to shield yourself from that. Magic beings have tendency to attract the freed energy around them. I should have thought that it could happen even with the circle. I am sorry, dear."
"It's alright. I'm feeling great!"
"That is one of the secondary effects. You will feel like you have a lot of energy and your senses will be sharper for a few days. You will have to do what we just did again at least twice a day for the next two days."
The weekend went really fast; between dealing with the sharpened senses – she was able to hear everything, even the sound of the wind, blowing harder when hitting an object – doing her homework and letting the magic go back to the earth as Regina had shown her, she didn't had time to do anything else.
Emma woke up in time Monday and felt that her senses were back to normal. Of course she felt strange; she had power for a few days, powers stronger than her own, and coming back to what she used to have was a big step down, like everything was dulled around her. The week was starting once again; simply, this time, she had something to look forward to.
Emma left the loft with a good day thrown at Mary-Margaret and David before she drove to school in her bug. She wasn't late, but not a lot in advance either. Still, she had a couple of minutes she could spend with her friends and so she went to them, where they were seated at their usual table outside.
"Emma! You're alright!" Said Ruby, the moment she stepped into their line of sight. The brunette almost leaped to her feet to go and give her a hug.
"Um, yeah?" Emma was bewildered by such reaction to her presence, and it showed on her face. Her friends knew she was alright, she had spoken with them over the weekend!
"Well, you like, passed out on Friday! We were afraid for you, girl!" Lily quipped, but suddenly she was cut by Neal, who wanted to be heard too. "I know that we texted, but, well, seeing you are alright is such a relief. What happened?"
The question made her look at her hands that she moved around as if she was uncomfortable. In reality, Emma had wished they didn't ask. She didn't wanted to be laughed at because of her misfortune. When she replied, her tone was small and unsure. "Well, Regina told me that I made a magical overdose."
The answer from Tink was immediate. She usually was the one who had answer for the questions they asked themselves, she was the studious one. At least, her voice was devoid from any judgement, simply laying down the facts. "Oh, you took the magic we released?"
"I guess so, it just happen. I mean, I wasn't aware that I could suck up magic like if I was a vortex of energy or something!" Emma almost groaned in answer.
The remark made the group of friend chuckle before Tink, once again, answered.
"You aren't a vortex, but magic call magic, and if you let yourself open to that, or don't free magic like the others, it will take you as a tether, rather than go back to the earth."
"But the moment after I gave the magic back to the earth, I felt good, like I was all powerful and it felt like all my senses were heightened. I wanted to keep that with me." Emma added to the description of her misadventure.
"When you have control over your magic and when you let it flow through you as if it was a normal thing, you don't need that high; it always feels like that. We have sharper senses, since we are complementary with our magic. I almost don't remember how my senses were before." The other blonde explained.
"Really?" Emma couldn't help herself, and had to ask. She received nods from all the group before turning back to Tink again, who seemed to have something to add.
"But for that to be possible, you have to control and accept your magic and the fact that you are a magical being."
Emma rolled her eyes. "Oh. Well. It won't be now for me."
"Don't be discouraged, it'll come for you too." Ruby said, smiling to her friend. She knew now of her tendency for self-depreciation, and felt like she had to cheer her up sometimes.
"Yeah" piped Lily "Don't forget that all of this is also rather new for you!"
Uneasy from all the positive attention, Emma tried to deflect the subject. "Thanks guys! So, what's up, beside of that?"
At her question, the chatting started back, and Emma was swept in the last gossips, given to her by her friends.
Emma couldn't wait to see Regina – no, Miss Mills – again and to have other lessons with her. All the new knowledge she acquired, and the power it gave her was exhilarating. Of course, in prime, having the teacher to herself was a good advantage; she could spend more time with her… Crush.
So Emma concentrated in class, wishing for the time to go faster. When finally came her history class, she had a smile permanently etched on her face, to which Regina gave a wink before starting class.
Emma felt the energy shift during the class and she furrowed her brow. She felt like something was poking her arm, but there was nothing. She looked at Ruby, who offered her a cocky grin, but before the blonde could answer, Regina looked at her.
"Miss Lucas, will you be so kind to stop playing with… whatever you have in your hands?"
"I'm sorry Miss Mills. It won't happen again." Ruby lowered her head when faced with the disapproving look their teacher held in her eyes.
"As it should. Thank you."
Emma couldn't help but find the exchange clever. Regina had visibly sensed the magic that the other brunette had emitted, and in front of the class, had an interaction with the person concerned, to ask her to stop it without even revealing what Ruby was really doing.
The day finally ended, and Emma stayed behind, as she had started before, to talk to her brunette teacher. She wanted to know when would be their next lesson, since they hadn't fixed a day yet.
Regina seemed lost in her thoughts and Emma had to clear her throat to be seen. Regina gave her a small smile.
"I… We haven't talked about when will be the next lesson." Said Emma, in a sheepish voice.
"Well, I was waiting to see how you were faring after Friday. You seem well."
"Yes, I am much better, thanks to you."
Regina seemed to think for a few seconds, after which she licked her lips and looked at Emma. "Ok then. I propose to put our next lesson Wednesday. It will give you time to recuperate totally, and to finish the book on the magical objects. Where are you in your reading?"
"Um, well, I went over the athamé, the chalice, the pentacle, the white handle knife, the wand and the cauldron." At her student's answer, the brunette nodded, following in her head. She noted what was missing from the blonde's reading for now.
"So, there is still the broom, the bell and the altar you have to read about and memorize."
"Yes? Well, I think so. I didn't really look." The blonde answered, making Regina smirk at her.
"Alright, Emma. I'll see you on Wednesday. If you need anything, you can come and find me, either here or at my house, ok?"
"Yes, thanks, Miss Mills! Have a nice night!" Emma said, before picking up her backpack and leaving the classroom to find her friends. Two days. It will be long, Emma thought with a sight.
Emma had thought right; the two days before her lesson had been long, and seemed to stretch without end. At least, she still had to learn about some things; she wasn't only left to her own devices. So that's what she did, and Wednesday after school finally came around. The bell rang, and after all the students had left the class, Regina turned to her protégée.
"Ready to go, Miss Swan?"
"Yup!" Emma answered, leaping to her feet, seemingly eager for the new lesson she would be given.
Once again, they left the school in the Mercedes of Regina, and went to her house directly to 'the Wiccan room', as Emma had started to refer to, in her head.
Few seconds after they sat down, Regina started. It seemed that she didn't wanted to lose time.
"Your lesson today will be about Runes. It will be a lot to learn, but you really need to know them on your fingertips because Runes are very important to learn to yield magic properly. We use the Elder Futhark runic system as it is the first runic system used. You will have to learn it and memorize it to be able to use it at the tip of your hat, as a second language. Even some books are written in runes."
"Why is it called Futhark?" Emma asked, curious to know more.
Regina smiled at her student's cleverness and desire to learn. "Because it's called after the first six letters, similar to how the Greek alphabet, our alphabet, was named after the first two letters, 'alpha' and 'beta'. The Elder Futhark consists of twenty-four letters divided into three groups of eight, known as 'aett', when you talk about one group, or 'aettir' in the plural form. There is a blank rune called Odin, or Wyrd, which symbolizes the unknown, the destiny, but often forgotten as it is the 25th rune."
"And what do we do with the runes?"
"I'll show you, it'll be easier. I'll use a rune called Isa." At that, Regina took a blank parchment sheet before lifting her right hand over it and called forth her power. Emma had felt the magic, like a hot embrace around her. Then, with her index, she traced a straight line downward on the sheet, where a black line appeared. The brunette then blew on the mark, making it lift and change. Tiny shards of ice shoot out from the rune Regina had blew from, making the blonde astounded.
"But, you are from the fire family!"
"Yes dear. It is one of the reason why runes are useful. I used the rune Isa, which is Ice. Its meaning, if you want, is also its power."
"Damn! That's amazing! Can I try?" The blonde was practically bouncing on her seat from excitement. The new trick she had just learned about was amazing!
"No. Emma, you need to learn before doing magic like that. If you don't have the knowledge, it could be quite dangerous. And you must never forget that all magic comes-"
"With a price, yes I know." Answered Emma, a bit bored and deflated.
"Emma, it is important that you remember that everything you do will come back to you three time."
"Yes, I know! You told me a lot of times. I get it! But having powers and being unable to use them is boring." The blonde was pouting a bit. What good did it was if she had powers, but couldn't use them?
"You will, Emma. After I finish your tutelage, at least with the principal subjects." Regina sternly answered. Of course, she wanted nothing more than to move the theory along and go to practice, but she knew better. It wasn't safe enough for that. Not yet.
"But it's so long!" Emma whined.
"Well, we should get back to it then, right? As I was saying, runes are quite powerful. You'll need to know their name by heart, along with their meaning. I have a sheet that will help you learn them."
Waiting for Friday to come has been long enough; Emma couldn't wait to finally do magic with everyone. Even if she knew she had to study the runes her teacher gave her, and learn them by heart, but she was vibrating with energy at the idea she would be able to be a part of the circle and to do magic, real magic. So when the last bell of the week rang in the school, she almost ran to her friends. They would all go together at the mansion after having eaten at Granny's.
As the hour ticked by, the time seemed to flee faster than ever. Butterflies erupted in her belly and her cheeks hurt from the smile clinging on her face. They were almost half an hour in advance when they knocked at the front door of their teacher, who welcomed them graciously.
Tink, Neal, Ruby and Lily left to go to the room, while Emma was kept behind by Regina.
"You still don't have a dress, do you?" She asked, already knowing the answer.
"No. I still haven't had the image of mine." Emma seemed a bit disappointed at that, looking at her feet. Regina ached to hold her, but knew it wouldn't be proper.
"It's alright, it happen sometimes. I can lend you one of my old ones, if you want, until you have yours."
"Really?" Emma asked. With the nod she received from her mentor, a smile bloomed on her face, almost hurting her cheeks. "It would be amazing!"
"Great, then! Come, I'll show you where you can change." The blonde followed the brunette up the stairs, where they entered a bedroom.
"It's the guest bedroom. I keep the old clothes that I can't seem to throw on this closet." The brunette said, after she saw how Emma looked at the bare walls, and white bed. The blonde chuckled.
"I thought it was too impersonal to be your room."
"Yes, you're right. Ah! Here she is." Said Regina, re-emerging from the closet she had walked in. On her right arm was a light blue dress, which seemed princess-y. Well, Emma wouldn't complain. The sleeves were only on the upper arms, in taffetas, while the skirt of the dress was puffy. "Mother made it for me." The brunette added. A flash of anger, hurt and sadness passed in her eyes at the mention of her mother.
"Um. You sure you want me to wear it?"
"Yes, of course, Emma. Now go and change. The bathroom is at the end of the hall."
"Thanks!" The blonde said, not wanting to appear ungrateful.
Her only answer was a quirk on the corner of her teacher's mouth.
The circle started like the week before, the difference being that this time she was inside the circle, in a ceremonial dress, and next to her mentor. She could follow every step, and mingle with the others with her power. She would free her power tonight and so, she wouldn't relieve the overdose she experienced last week.
The circle was traced on the floor and she felt the energy shift, contained in the circle that was just drawn on the floor. She saw smile given to her, and it helped the blonde relax a bit, since she knew she was welcomed between them. Then, as the previous week, the circle turned to the north as one, and Regina rose the Athamé in the air as well as one of the four bowls that Emma could now clearly see, still sitting on the altar. The first bowl, for the Earth, was filled with rice. Then, everyone started to chant, and Emma tried to follow as best as she could with what she remembered.
"We are calling to you, by turning to face the North. Strength of the Earth, stand by us, give us your strength and wisdom to proceed to our circle. Blessed be."
Regina went to the side of the circle and placed the bowl on the circle, just shy of touching it and putting it outside. She did the same thing with the second bowl, that had a incent cone in the middle, to represent the air. The group turned toward the east, the element's cardinal point, and chants started again.
"We are calling to you, by turning to face the East. Cleverness of the Air, stand by us, give us your intelligence and creativity to proceed to our circle. Blessed be."
The group then followed Regina's lead, and turned to the south after she took the third bowl with the lit up candle inside.
"We are calling to you, by turning to face the South. Vitality of the Fire, stand by us, give us your passion and energy to proceed to our circle. Blessed be."
The energy started to change in the room and Emma felt it. The air was more, dare she say, charged? It was more powerful, as if there was other's presence in the circle, suddenly. Well, more than the thirteen of them. At least the presences didn't seem hostile, even if they weren't friendly. They just… were. Finally, the high priestess took the last bowl on the altar and turned to the west, the rest of the group following her movement. She brushed against Emma as she passed beside her, making the blonde shiver.
"We are calling to you, by turning to face the West. Insight of the Water, stand by us, give us your emotions and intuition to proceed to our circle. Blessed be."
Now that the four elements were called, the energy in the room was powerful, much more than what Emma had experienced from the outside last Friday. The energy was invigorating and electrifying. It felt good, even if a little tingly, on her skin.
As the coven held hands to form a circle like last week, she did too. On one side, she was holding David's callous palm, and on the other, she held Regina's hand, making her giddy at the experience. As everyone closed their eyes, she did the same, but she opened them again to look at the brunette that was standing, with a smirk, beside her. She felt the pressure of Regina's hand, as if it was a quick warning, and when she looked at her face, in disbelief that her perusing had been caught, she saw that the teacher still had her eyes closed. She complied and closed hers for good too. Then, Regina started to chant.
"As we are reunited tonight, we are here to thank the God and the Goddess to give us everything that surrounds us, as well as our magic. We give them our gratitude and open a place for them in our circle."
"Blessed be!" The coven answered, as one.
"And we stand here tonight to share the power that has been given to us freely, and to give back some to the earth for the cycle to go on."
At that, everybody's palms went up and the room seemed to fill itself with magic. Emma knew it was the moment where everybody started to expel their magic, and so, she did the same. She went inside of herself to use her power, and she felt it move inside of her, as if she had freed a part of her. She willed her power to do her bidding, trying to expel it from her palms, and when she felt the caress-like feeling on her hands, she grinned. She knew she had succeeded to free her power and letting it out. It felt really good, as if after being cramped in a cage for too long, she was free to fly again.
The energy in the room changed from the power Emma exuded. Regina felt it shift around her and the power, one she hadn't felt expulsed before – Emma's – tried to reach for her. The brunette felt the connection between their magic. The power Emma had was exhilarating and quite arousing. The teacher felt it in her veins; sweeping inside of her and asking to take the blonde as hers. They both were lost in their world, even if Emma had no idea what was the effect of her magic on the brunette.
When everyone else stopped to give up magic, as they felt it starting to dwindle in them, the blonde stayed oblivious to everyone stopping. The members' of the coven were impress by the strength of the magic the newbie was expelling. Her magic felt like nothing they had experienced before, it was more powerful than any of theirs.
When Regina opened her eyes and saw that Emma was still the only one expelling magic, she smiled, but had to control her urges to go and… kiss the girl. While they all waited for Emma to finish, Regina squirmed. The ache between her legs just kept growing with Emma's magic.
Finally, Emma opened her eyes with a blissful smile on her lips. "Wow." She said, breathily, breaking the silence around her.
The circle went on, after that, peacefully. The coven meditated, to try to connect with the nature and the deities, before doing a potion for Nova's mother. She had asked for something to help her because she was sick, and the group accepted.
Emma was spellbound by the magic practiced. The cauldron was placed in the center of the circle, and Regina lit a fire that didn't burn, only heated, underneath it. Then, Mary-Margaret, David, Milah and Killian started to chant and pour herbs and a stone in it, before turning on themselves and around the cauldron three time. Emma's friends were called after, and they poured magic in the potion, before moving away.
Regina snuffed out the fire and took a small vial from the altar, which she filled with the mix they had done, before taking the stone that was still in the cauldron. The brunette gave both to Nova.
"Make your mother drink this," She said, lifting the vial. "And place the stone underneath her pillow, so she sleeps with it every night. It should help. If it doesn't, come back to us next week so we can try something else, alright?"
"Yes, thank you so much! Blessed be!" Tink's mother answered.
The high priestess smiled at her before returning at her place next to Emma. "Tonight's circle is over."
The witches took each other's hands again, before everyone sang as one. "May the circle be opened but unbroken, may the love of the goddess be ever in our hearts. Merry Meet, and Merry Part, and Merry Meet again."
The hands unclasped, and once again the group said as one "Blessed be and thank you to the earth for being with us during our circle. Merry part."
The same was applied to all four elements, only replacing the name in the formulation of the sentence. Before long, the presences were gone. Then, Regina took the wooden broom and gave it to Emma.
"You have to sweep the circle to break it."
"Right."
So Emma went to the edge of the circle and started to sweep the salt and the chalk on the floor as the group chanted once again. "We open the circle. We part, in merriment, till the next time we meet."
Emma left the mansion with her family after greeting everyone until next Friday. The car trip to the loft was silent, but in a comfortable way. They were all exhausted with the power they had given up.
Emma bid Mary-Margaret and David goodnight. The blonde was still tingly from the magic she had experienced and used during the circle when she went to bed that night. A smile was etched on her lips and she thought she would have pleasant dreams. Without more prompting, she slid between the sheets of her bed, and turned off the light before falling asleep, the image of her teacher behind her eyelids.
Regina tossed and turned. The sleep was eluding her and she knew why. The ache between her tights was overwhelming, and that was because of her new protégée. Emma was powerful, and raw, her power called to Regina. She needed the blonde. Still, she couldn't act on it and with a sight, slid her hand underneath her pajamas. She felt how aroused she was, her wetness having coated her underwear. Slowly, she started to rub her clit in swift, tight motion, and with her free hand, started to roll her left nipple between her fingers. She imagined Emma hovering over her, her pale fingers on her aching core, while she whispered dirty things in her ear. The pattern of her finger changed, her hand becoming more and more frenetic, before she felt the pleasure exploding behind her eyelids, warming her lower belly, and moving all over her body. The only sound that escaped her was a whimper that sounded a lot like 'Emma'. When her orgasm subsided, leaving her panting and limp on her bed, she rolled on the side and felt her eyes closing, taking her in the arms of Morpheus.
It was black. Way too black. Emma squint her eyes to try to see. There was rustling, like clothes when someone was walking. She could only discern shadows of what looked like two woman arguing. Then, the room seemed to lit up, and the voices grew louder. But the light not only grew, with it came the heat. The room seemed to grow warmer really fast, and the voices started to be understandable. A first voice said "I'll have her, no matter what and you know that!" with a crazy cackle before the other voice, much more tender answered "Stop that, Cora!" The heat felt unbearable, and Emma screamed, muffling the voices. She looked down at herself and saw that she was engulfed in flames, which were lapping at everything around her.
Emma jerked awake, panting, sweat running down her back. The dream had felt so real! She rouse from the bed and went to the bathroom to splash cold water on her face. When she felt more in control, she lifted her head and looked at herself in the mirror.
She remembered what Regina had told her. 'The air family was known to be able to have vision.' And she still didn't knew which family she was from, so it could be a possibility that she was, in fact, having a vision, right? She would have to go to Regina tomorrow to ask her, because the dream had really perturbed her with its realness.
Until then, she went back to bed and saw that it was a little past five in the morning. She wouldn't be able to fall back asleep, and so she leaned against the headboard of her bed and started writing the dream she just had in her Shadows Book.
Regina woke up at almost nine. She was used to rise early in the morning and she didn't though much about it until she felt the ache she thought she had quelled the night before returning with a vengeance between her legs. She rolled back in bed with a groan and resolved to go and take a cold shower. It could only help, right?
The cold water on her heated skin was nice, but her craving for the young blonde student was still there and she didn't seemed to be able to make it disappear. She spent long minutes under the water spray, trying to cool down. It didn't worked. Maybe with someone else's help she would be better?
She knew she had told herself that she wouldn't call her; they were both worth much more than a quick fuck, but she had an itch to scratch and it started to feel unbearable. Dried from her shower, she went back to the adjoining room and took her cellphone from the nightstand. She quickly unlocked it and texted another blonde, rather than the one she really wanted.
"I need you now. When can you be here?"
She pressed sent before she could think about it twice, and the phone pinged with the answer a mere seconds later.
"I can be at your place in 40."
Regina tapped the cell against her lips, thinking about her answer and if she needed her to hurry this much or if it could wait.
"Alright. The door will be unlocked, just come and find me in my study."
Emma prepared herself for the day, and at almost ten, she left the loft to go and ask Regina about the dream she had; it really had disturbed her and she needed guidance from her mentor. She then slowly made her way to the mansion, walking and basking on the residual heat of the end of October, taking in the sight of the trees that seemed on fire with all their colors.
Of course she heard the crunch of the fallen leaves, which had turned more often than not a light brown while dying on the ground. Still, the weather was nice and the sun was bright; maybe not for long anymore, so she would enjoy it while it lasted.
Soon enough, she arrived at the mansion and her blood ran cold. The front door was slightly ajar and it seemed like there was no one around; maybe the brunette had simply forgotten to close it completely, but somehow Emma felt like it wasn't that and dread pooled in her stomach.
She let her feet carry her to the porch and she softly knocked on the door, expecting an answer from Regina. When what felt like minutes passed, she knocked harder, a lump in her throat. It wasn't good. Her second knock wasn't answered either, so she pushed the door open and stepped inside.
"Hello?" She said, hoping to get an answer. Sill the silence was the only answer she got.
She walked more into the house and was startled by a low sound, like a muffled moan. At that, her back tensed and she tried to recall her magical lessons to be able to intervene in case something bad was happening. She moved in the direction the sound came from, and it seemed to increase as she walked inside the house. She was met with a closed door where she could hear quite clearly the sounds from behind.
Fearing for her teacher, she swiftly opened the door, and what she saw left her speechless.
Regina hadn't bothered to dress up nice and put make up on. She knew it was almost ten in the morning, but for the company she expected, and the things she was about to do, she didn't needed to be well put; she knew she would only end up with ruined make up, and rumpled clothes, thrown all around the room.
So she sat on the couch in her study, with her back straight and a coffee in one hand, waiting for her company to show up. When she heard the door open and rushed footsteps in the entrance of her house, she knew her desires would soon be sated. Mallory knew her and what she needed.
Mal opened the door of the room and stopped on the threshold.
"I am sorry, but I wasn't able to take care of myself. I am burning." Regina said, with emphasis. She rouse from the couch and walked toward the blonde woman. "Fuck me, Mal."
"It will be my pleasure." The elegant blonde answered, with a sultry smile painted on her lips. She moved from where she stood and joined Regina halfway.
They met in a clash of teeth and tongues and lips. The kiss was messy and almost immediately, hands started to roam. Since Regina was only wearing a satin bathrobe, the older blonde unknotted the belt that kept the robe closed and her hand found perky breasts. She felt the nipples of the brunette already hardened and Mal couldn't contain a moan at that.
"So you are already ready for me, darling?"
A whimper was the only thing that escaped the mouth of the brunette, who was lost in the feeling of hands on her body, of slender fingers toying with her nipples, of a mouth that was kissing the side of her neck, softly nibbling at her pulse point.
The hand that was kneading her right breast was replaced by a warm and wet mouth. A moan escaped Regina's mouth and she felt her hand tangling in blonde tresses. Her hips started to move softly, trying to get contact with something, anything.
A chuckle escaped the red lip of Mal, seeing the need her friend was in. With a soft pop, she moved her mouth away from the nipple she had been sucking on, and went to find back plump lips. The kiss started again and the blonde pushed her lover towards the couch that she had vacated not long before, sprawling her on it.
Regina looked in wonder as Mal went on her knees in between her legs that were open, one on the floor and the other one bent on the couch, leaving her core on display. When the blonde licked her lips, she let a whimper fall from her lips and her head fall back down on the couch, eyes closing in anticipation of what was to come.
Mal took upon the erotic scent of her lover's arousal and she couldn't wait to taste her. Softly, she kissed Regina's inner tights, moving slowly towards the brunette's center, where she needed her the most. When she came across her center, she blew cold air, making Regina shiver and she started the same trail she just did on the other tight.
Once she was faced again with the sight of red, swollen, wet lips, she bent her head and with a swept of her tongue, she took her fist sample of the brunette taste for the day. Regina moaned at the action and bucked her hips. She wanted more than the talented tongue. She needed the release Mal promised by her ministration.
Still, she couldn't stop the images behind her eyelids, and she wasn't seeing Mallory between her legs, rather the blonde head of Emma. She shook her head and tried to lose herself in the pleasure, not thinking about who was giving it to her.
The probing tongue came back and the brunette couldn't contain her moans and whimper, while her clit was licked, sucked, even softly bitten. To increase the brunette's pleasure, Mal slowly slid one finger inside of her, and after a few thrusts, a second one, and started curving them to touch the slightly rigged patch that brought Regina so much pleasure. As the blonde kept going on with her ministration, she felt Regina tightening around her fingers, and before her orgasm could take her, the door of the study swung open.
Emma couldn't quite believe what she was seeing. Disbelief soon left place to a feeling, quite acute, of anger, betrayal and jealousy. Before she could look at her teacher's naked body too much, she turned around and almost ran to get out of the house. The pain she felt was so intense, like nothing she had known before.
She heard Regina running after her, probably redressed, asking her to wait, and that she could explain. Explain what? It wasn't like she had some claims to the woman! At that thought, the pain that had seemed to take residency in her gut made her double in pain and fell to the cement balcony of the mansion. Clutching her stomach, she dry-heaved, her eyes blurring with tears that spilled over her cheeks.
She felt a soothing hand on her back, slowly caressing it while the other seemed to hold her hair out of the way. Finally, because of the sheer panic she had felt and all the physical consequences she had dealt with, bile rose in her throat and she threw up on the lawn. Sounds slowly came back to her, and the first thing she heard, beside of her own sobs, was soft-spoken words from the brunette because of which all of this happened. Remembering the events, she had to put her hand over her mouth, trying to contain her sobs.
When she felt soft harms around her, she trashed, almost screaming to let go, to let her go. Still, the brunette kept on cradling her, trying to get her to calm down.
Regina seemed in control, but she was a mess inside. The burning shame and need for her to try to be forgiven was disconcerting, to say the least, but she didn't question it. Not now, when she had her protégée in her arms, who obviously had felt something too at her sight on the verge of orgasming at someone else's – a woman, nonetheless – hands. She needed to protect her, it was like if her instincts were telling her. The young blonde in her arms was slowly calming, and stopped trashing, just leaning against her, and so, she petted her hair.
"Are you feeling better?" Regina asked softly, to try not to startle the blonde.
"Yes, thank you." She answered in a breathy exhale. Emma still didn't understand her physical reaction, but just thinking of what she had stumbled upon hurt, and she had to rub at her chest. It felt tight and uncomfortable.
Finally, she opened her eyes, and gaining back her bearings, she saw that she was coddled in the arms of her mentor. She jumped in surprise, or even in pain, away from the reassuring embrace of the woman, whose face displayed sadness, sorrow and a sad smile, that felt like comprehension.
"I am sorry you walked upon us, dear."
"No, it's alright. I mean, it's my fault I didn't knock on the study's door. I should have." Emma said, lowering her eyes. Why had she walked inside the house? She knew something was amiss. The only thing she didn't knew was what was actually happening.
"Still…" The guilty look never leaved Regina's face as she tried to capture back the eyes of the blonde to show her that her apologies were true.
"No. You can do whatever you want in your free time, no need to ask for forgiveness." The blonde bluntly answered, swallowing back the pain, trying to not show it in her voice "But, you know, I should really go."
"Are you sure you're ok to leave, Emma?"
"Yeah. And, um, I'm sorry for throwing up." The blonde added, before raising up, taking a couple step back from where her teacher's form was still seated on the floor.
"It's alright, dear."
"Right." Emma fidgeted, before adding, to help alleviate the thickness that hang in the air around them "Well, have a good day, Miss Mills." The tone of her voice left no place for any answer. It lacked the warmth that the blonde usually held around Regina. Her tone now seemed only defeated, sad, even pained. Like it was too much to talk to her, like it was heavy.
Regina shook her head, trying to get her ideas back in place and tried to will the pain away as she watched the blonde walk away from her. She rouse from her spot on the floor and tied her robe tighter around her waist before getting in the house again, where a smirking Mallory was still waiting for her.
"Really touching, Regina. Now, where were we?"
"No, Mal. You need to go, please." Regina said, before leaving the older blonde there and going into her room, clutching at her aching heart. What had happened?
So you made it here and I get that you are angry at me, but please, it is necessary for the plot, and there is a big reveal in the next chapter, so stay tunned!
Love you all!
-xx- GQ