AN: This chapter contains smut… as much smut as I feel I'm able to write. I'm sure that for some of you, it's nothing at all. And it is rather mild, but it's what I feel I can pull off in that department. And even still, I'm highly embarrassed already and I'm sure I've made a fool of myself. Nevertheless, it stayed in the story and the rating has changed to M. Hope you enjoy!
"Dear gods. This can't be." Snow breathed out as the bunch came to the clearing to find Regina's castle completely restored. It looked the same as it did 20 years before, before it was destroyed with the Evil Queen's demise. She slid from her horse and walked closer, taking in everything. "There's just no way…"
"Love, this is Regina we're dealing with. There's always a way where that woman's concerned." Hook spoke up as he, Red, Baelfire, Alexandra and a few of the dwarfs moved to the wrought iron fence and put their faces between the bars.
"I don't want to agree with the man just because he gives the best—" Red turned to see all the eyes looking back at her expectantly, and it was in that moment, she remembered that she was in the presence of royalty—be them her best friends or not, it felt weird being as completely candid as she would if she were in a tavern and told them about her and her lover's sex life. She pursed her lips, "Hook has a point, that's all I'm trying to say."
Snow gave her friend a scolding look nevertheless before she walked to the gate. She looked down and saw the anatomical heart lock on the forest floor unlocked and useless. She picked it up and examined it. She soon felt her husband behind her. She showed the lock to him, "It's been tampered with recently. Look at the markings. They're not worn."
"Well. It looks like we've come to the right place."
"How many times over am I going to have to vanquish this woman?"
"As many as it takes, my love." Charming dropped a kiss to his wife's cheek before he turned to everyone else, "We'll need a few people to stay outside just in case she tries anything. The rest of us… Well, looks like we get to storm a castle. Everyone brought weaponry, right?" He turned around when he heard the rickety sound of an old gate being opened. His no doubt fuming wife was already marching up to the castle door. "I guess there's no time for a plan or an uplifting speech."
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Emma and Regina fervently ripped at each other's clothes until there was nothing left to rip. Currently, Regina's legs were wrapped around Emma's hips, Emma's knees were spread around Regina's ass and sides and the blonde was bent over the brunette sucking on her pulse point. Hands were clawing and grabbing. Every move was filled with all-consuming passion.
Regina couldn't quite place when she let Emma take control, but after she was carried to her bed and laid down gently, delicately, as if one wrong move would break her, she pulled the blonde's mouth from her neck and stared into her eyes, "I'm not glass."
Emma seemed to read her mind. Her only response was an annoying yet intoxicating grin and a kiss to her lips before she whispered into the brunette's ear, "Doesn't mean you're unbreakable."
Regina felt Emma's strong hands and sinewy arms move underneath her up her back to wrap around her shoulders. Before she knew it, Emma had sat them both up. Regina held tightly to the princess's neck, her fingers getting tangled in a blonde mane as she looked to the blonde questioningly.
One of Emma's hands curled into dark brown locks, the other encircled tighter around the brunette's waist. She let her mouth find Regina's ear once more and whispered, "Doesn't mean you're not delicate either." She pulled back and kissed the Queen's lips. "It does mean that I'm going to love you like you've never been loved before. That okay with you, your Majesty?"
Regina felt herself smirk at the question; that smirk grew to a smile, "I'll allow it, Princess."
Emma, in turn, gave the Queen a cheeky smile, "Good." She leaned forward, letting them fall horizontal on the bed once more. She started kissing her way down Regina's throat to explore regions south of the woman's clavicles.
Regina had never felt so consumed by anything before. She never felt the 15 some-odd people breeching her private lands. She only felt Emma.
~0~0~0~0~0~
Allison didn't remember how she lost her shirt a second time. She only knew that somehow, someway Eva had her completely naked, in bed, and was currently astride her hips, trailing teasing kisses down her sternum.
Eva pushed herself further down the blonde's legs and moved her kisses to Allison's midriff. She felt a quick intake of breath and looked up to see green eyes and the backs of a couple fingers being bit in a measly attempt to hide a grin. Eva couldn't help but smile, she hovered as she moved back up to the blonde's lips and gave her a kiss.
"Are you ticklish?"
"A little. A little more when I'm not as turned on as I am." Allison admitted softly.
Eva raised a brow, silently letting the other woman know just how intriguing that statement was, "I'll keep that in mind." She kissed her again and moved back down to Allison's stomach.
She kissed and nipped every which way she could and finally, she dared to lick up the side of the blonde's ribcage. She wasn't sure what she expected from her mischievous act, but she certainly wasn't expecting a low, fiery moan. Eva looked back up to the blonde's face. She was met with a tossed back head, closed eyes and an open mouth. She'd never seen anything so damn beautiful.
~0~0~0~0~0~
It seemed that Regina had let off most of her guards, but there, for some ungodly reason, remained some loyal men that took to fighting off Snow, Charming and the crew for as long as possible.
Snow narrowly escaped a clay grenade and moved into the meeting place of five of the hallways. She remembered Regina's hallway well. She started moving towards the entrance of that particular hallway, but something caught her attention. A figure down the hall.
She instantly drew an arrow and aimed, though as she looked down the hall, she saw the figure, the man standing in much the same position. And she recognized the hesitation in his eyes.
"Huntsman." She spoke softly, tears filling her eyes.
They continued to stare at one another, neither shooting, neither lowering their weapon.
"I won't shoot if you don't." Snow brought herself to say.
From his spot in the middle of the long hallway he gave her a soft look yet spoke in a determined tone, "I can't let you come down this hallway. I'll not let you come down my Queen's hallway with that look of vengeance in your eyes."
"I'll spare Regina. I'll not kill her. I'll not even attempt to vanquish her. I obviously can't. I don't know how many times I've tried, yet she's still here." Snow refused to lower her weapon first, and she daringly took a step forward, "All I want is my daughter. For her, I will stop at nothing. I will burn this place down again, I'll burn it three times over. Tell me where she is, Graham, and I'll let your Queen go free."
Graham knew he could trust the White Queen. She'd never lied to him before. And he was all too eager to get rid of the White Princess. "She's in her room." He lowered his arrow.
A loud thud followed by a couple stomps alerted both parties to a new presence. Both had their arrows pointed to the approaching being and when Charming came from the same hallway Snow had come, coughing, his cape still slightly aflame, both stared on. They watched him rip it off and stomp the fire out, and they watched him draw his sword and look around, a protective, angry determination in his eyes.
When he took in the Huntsman, he was done playing around, "Where's my daughter?!" He started for the other man.
"In her room." Graham once more put his arrow in his quiver and this time was able to put his bow over his shoulder. He walked forward to the second door and opened it. "Please. Take her back."
Snow and Charming rushed passed him into the room.
The Huntsman gave a satisfied grin, proud that he didn't have to lift a finger to get this person to leave. Her entire stay, he'd had this feeling that the blonde beauty was infringing upon his territory. For all her talk of not feeling, she sure looked at his queen with the same passion he did. He didn't appreciate that.
Before he could comprehend what was happening, Charming was back out of the bedroom throwing the Huntsman against the door, "WHERE IS SHE!?"
Snow was having none of it. She didn't even bother listening for an explanation or a possible other location, she went straight for Regina's door and threw it open.
"NO!" Graham yelled, struggling against Charming, trying to break free to save his queen.
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"Oh my God." Eva looked up at the ceiling as Allison made her way back up her body and rolled off to the side.
"Please. Call me Allison." Allison smirked as she looked over to the brunette.
"I just thought I was going to top you and then you just… turned it around on me… And it was so. damn. good."
Allison had already settled back into the bed, "I know. I don't know what came over me… I could definitely use a cigarette though."
"You smoke?"
"Never in my life, but after that, I say why not give in to the stereotypic post-phenomenal-sex cigarette?"
Eva smirked as she gathered her strength and sexily rolled over the blonde to get off the bed, "I say instead we replenish our bodies with electrolytes by way of grape Gatorade—and maybe some actual food—instead of giving into the stereotypic post-phenomenal-sex cigarette and potentially start our road to cancer. Because if we do my thing, we live longer and have more phenomenal sex…."
"I like it when you get logical and speak doctor to me in bed." Allison smirked as she sat up.
"No, no!" Eva stopped her after putting on her short silk robe, "I'll bring the goodies to you."
Allison smiled, "Alright. I'll be here."
Allison waited all of three seconds after Eva left the room before she got up, wrapped herself in a sheet toga, and followed the brunette to the kitchen. She wrapped her arms around Eva's waist and kissed the back of the brunette's neck.
"You're not in bed." Eva had a smile growing on her face as she turned around.
"I got lonely." Allison leaned in and kissed the brunette soundly.
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Emma wasn't sure when they had turned to face the foot of the bed; she knew that it had to have been during one of the many times Regina tried to regain control—Emma always let her but soon the utter need to touch and explore the brunette before her became all-powerful and she would flip them back so she was on top.
And that is exactly how they were now: Emma was kissing down Regina's sternum, her hands roving over the brunette's sides, ass and legs. And it was this moment that she heard something. She wasn't sure what the sound was that made her look around the room to see if someone was there, but something pulled her attention away.
Though her concern was for naught as Regina's hand moved to her cheek and turned her attention back to the Queen.
"Emma?" Regina breathed out.
Emma stared into soft, sincere, Eva-like chocolate brown eyes. This woman was no Evil Queen. This woman was a sex fiend. She was sarcastic, sometimes spiteful, and her tongue was silver. She'd been vengeful in the past, but this woman was no Evil Queen. She was Emma's queen however, and Emma wanted—nay, needed to treat her as such. She crawled the short distance from Regina's sternum to her ear and whispered, "I love you." She pulled back slightly to stare into Regina's eyes again.
Regina took Emma's face in both hands and pulled her in for a searing kiss, "And I you." She barely got the words out.
Emma knew that it was all she could do to half-admit that she loved her. She knew that she wouldn't hear the word 'love' fall from her lips for a long while, but she would get similar sentiments. She understood that this woman, that her woman's heart was still utterly fouled. That's why she herself had been cursed after all; but she also knew that they were meant to be together and she was meant to put Regina's heart back together. And that… That she wasn't going to run away from.
They kissed again, Emma let her body fall against Regina's as the kiss deepened. Every part of them kissed and when Emma's core ground into Regina's, Regina pulled from the blonde's lips as a heated sigh escaped her throat. "Show me." She whispered.
"Show you what?" Emma asked, her fingers now tracing Regina's jaw line, slowly moving to her throat and chest.
"Show me how much you love me."
Emma nipped at Regina's throat, "Make love to you?"
"Yes."
"How would you like me to begin?" Emma sighed as she whispered in Regina's ear, "Mouth? Fingers?" She ground her hips into Regina's again, "Or shall we stay as we are?"
"Fingers." Regina grabbed a fistful of blonde tresses as Emma started kissing down her torso, "Stay up here with me."
They stared intently into each other's eyes as Emma held herself up to hover over Regina with one hand and let her other hand make light feather traces down Regina's side to her center.
Emma knew how wet Regina was, she could feel it when their cores were meshed, but it was an entirely different experience to feel it first hand—literally. She gathered enough wetness between Regina's folds to easily slide two fingers into the brunette.
And it was as Emma entered Regina that all bets of staying coherent were off. Regina immediately started rolling her hips, sighing with pleasure.
Emma watched unmoving for a moment, completely mesmerized by the woman below her, but sooner rather than later, something inside her snapped and she needed to take what the brunette was offering her. She moved her fingers, meeting Regina thrust for thrust. And soon that wasn't enough. The blonde angled her hips just behind her hand and used that for leverage in her thrusts.
Regina enjoyed this move. To say the least, it was the best decision Emma could have made. Regina's head fell back off the foot of the bed, her crimson smile the only motivation Emma needed to continue.
Regina's legs tightened around Emma's waist and both women knew it wouldn't be long now. Regina could tell that Emma's supporting arm was straining and managed to wrap a gentle, encouraging hand up Emma's sinewy bicep. Her other hand moved around Emma's neck and tangled in the mess of blonde.
The hand on Emma's locked arm gave a gentle squeeze letting Emma know that Regina not only could take the added weight but wanted it. So Emma fell to her elbow and felt Regina's hand now slowly rove down her back. Those perfect fingers feeling so good, drawing a shiver to run through Emma, causing her to curl her own fingers inside her lover. That was the right move because the next thing Emma knew Regina's fingernails were dragging up her back and Regina's body was writhing uncontrollably.
Emma kept a steady rhythm as she watched Regina come back down from the heavens in awe. She'd never seen anything so utterly captivating in her life.
They were so wrapped up in each other that neither heard the door open.
~0~0~0~0~0~
Eva walked into the locker room for their next shift. It was morning and she could feel herself lagging. It didn't help that she was sore and limping slightly.
Chris, who was already in there getting ready, observed Eva silently. Eva gave the man a look that told him she wasn't going to talk about it and dropped her bag on the bench.
Chris raised his hands in surrender, moved to his bag and grabbed his deodorant, toothbrush and toothpaste, "I uh… Didn't have time this morning. Alarm clock went off late." He moved to the bathroom.
Eva had just finished changing into her scrubs when Allison and Serena walked in.
"Are you sure you're going to be okay? You're downing that coffee like it's oxygen. And you have two cups…"
Allison rolled her eyes, "I'm fine. Besides this one's not for me." She held up the cup she hadn't been drinking from then looked over to Eva.
Eva was already staring back at her and they locked eyes.
Serena knit her brows about to ask who the lucky winner of the free coffee was when she saw the other person in the room. "Oh!" She smirked and moved to her locker.
Chris came out of the bathroom and knit his brows as he saw the two unmoving women and the third off to the side with a smirk on her face. He looked between the other two again and watched Allison move forward and give Eva a cup of coffee. "Oh." He had a big, goofy smile on his face as he moved past them to put his stuff back in his locker.
As Chris made his move to his locker, Allison became a little self-conscious and gave Eva her coffee as well then went to her locker to change.
Allison finished changing and turned to find Eva folding her street clothes and putting them in her bag for her. She smiled a goofy smile of her own as she leaned down took her bag from the bench that Eva seemed to make herself at home at. She kissed the brunette's cheek, garnering a couple catcalls from the other two occupants in the room before stuffing her bag in her locker.
Eva grabbed their coffee cups again and stood as Allison turned back around. She handed Allison back her coffee just as Tuck came in.
"Look alive. We have incoming five minutes out." Tuck looked around the room and saw just how close Allison and Eva were standing and just how observant Serena and Chris were of this fact. He smiled at the two women, "Oh. I see that. Congrats." And with that, he walked back into the main part of the trauma center.
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"No." It was the only word Snow could produce as she saw her daughter naked, sweaty, and fucking the Evil Queen. Her brain wasn't allowing her to completely process what she'd walked in on. So that one word was all she gave by way of greeting or anything else.
Emma and Regina broke their stare and looked up to the intruder.
"MOTHER!" Emma cried.
"Snow." Regina greeted seemingly unfazed.
Charming and Graham ran into the room, "Darling is everything alright?" Charming looked at his wife before looking over to the bed. He had no words.
"Daddy!" Emma dropped completely against Regina and tried to find a sheet or the covers but was unlucky in her search as everything had fallen off the bed.
Graham stared at the two of them. This wasn't right. Regina was his—or, he was Regina's, not the White Princess. He started for the bed to rip the White Princess of his queen and do something he'd surely regret.
Charming had an angry look in his eye and took all of one step towards them, following Graham, to rip his daughter from Regina's evil clutches before the two of them vanished from the bed.
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Eva, Allison, Chris and Serena walked out to the ambulance bay. They found Proctor helping with the first patient of the day. He turned and looked at them, "Oh good. Serena. You're with me. Chris there's another incoming down here. Allison? Eva? Head up to the helipad."
Chris and Serena eyed the other women as they professionally nodded and walked back inside. Then they stole a glance to each other, letting the other know that they both saw the glint in Allison and Eva's eyes as they learned they got to work together.
As soon as the elevator closed for their ascent to the helipad, Eva felt the backs of fingers against the backs of hers. She smiled as she looked down and saw Allison's fingers not so subtly brushing against hers. She scooted a little more towards the blonde and let the backs of their fingers intertwine with each other.
"This is going to be a long, agonizing day." Allison finally spoke, "Being around you and not getting to touch you."
"It'll go faster than you think, Baby. We'll get caught up in the case. Forget we even love each other."
Allison turned to the brunette, "Well… I don't think I'd like to forget that…"
Eva gave the woman a cheeky smile, "You know what I mean. We won't forget, but we'll be professional enough to put it aside until our patient is okay." She leaned in and kissed Allison's cheek. "Plus, this way, we'll get off at the same time."
"Not in the way I think we'd both like…"
Eva laughed, "You're terrible."
"You love me."
Eva nodded, "I do."
"And I love you too." Allison moved so they were actually holding hands—just for a split second before the elevator came to a stop and the doors opened. She squeezed Eva's hand before letting it go, "After you." She smiled to the other woman as they exited.
AN: Hope you liked it. Tell me your thoughts and feels!
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