Sorry if this feels like a filler chapter, but I felt Regina's doubt should be addressed. You can't hop into bed with your now-dead-ex-arch-enemy-turned-friend's husband and not have some weird feelings. Hopefully the second part of this chapter with a pissed off Swan makes up for it (: Thank you for the reviews and keep 'em coming!
David woke up to contemplative brown eyes watching him from the pillow next to his. He hadn't forgotten she was there, he'd just wondered for a second while he woke up if last night had been one of his better dreams. That is until a very naked Regina came into focus, looking at him as if she'd been up for hours already.
"Morning," His words came out in a low, sleepy grumble that made Regina's stomach flutter. "How long have you been up?" She heard him ask, but she sure as hell wasn't about to tell him. She'd probably been up for at least an hour, contemplating whether to leave without waking him or wait and see his reaction when he woke to her. She hadn't made her decision quick enough and now he was awake and looking at her for an answer, plummeting her anxiety to an all-time high.
"Not long," She mumbled, biting down on her lip as she tried to read his expression. She should've gotten the hell out of there when she had a chance.
David stretched, running a hand over his face before he turned his head to glance at her and noticed the look on hers, "What's going on in there?" He smiled, reaching a hand out to run a hand over her hair, rubbing his thumb over her temple. She looked at him almost timidly, like a wild animal that was about to bolt.
"Do you regret what we did?" She asked suddenly, drawing a frown from him. She'd rather find out now and get the truth out in the open rather than leave and have him avoid her for weeks. It had only been seven months since Mary Margaret passed and the realization made the guilt sink her as soon as she awoke in the woman's bed that morning. How could she have seduced David knowing how lonely he'd been? After knowing how vulnerable losing love could make you? It was probably the only reason he wanted her.
"Regret sleeping with you?" David raised an eyebrow as he studied her face for a moment, "Regina, if I had I wouldn't have carried you to my bed and done it a second and a third time," He said with a grin that made her release a pent up breath.
She couldn't help but give him a half-smile in relief, "This isn't weird for you?" She prodded, biting her lip as she hinted at her insecurities, "I understand if it is. I can go. In fact, I was going to leave last night until we fell asleep, I never meant to stay."
David watched her as her mind seemed to run a mile a minute. He'd never seen the Mayor seem anything but confident and headstrong, not used to this side of her. He couldn't imagine the heartbreak she'd endured to end up so scared of vulnerability, though he knew it was more than he'd ever experienced in his lifetime.
"David?" She broke up his thoughts during her ramble when she realized he wasn't listening, making him chuckle and her frown deeper. "Oh, so this is funny to you?" She challenged.
He smirked at the instant irritation that replaced the worry on her features. Dark brows drew down over chocolate eyes, lips turning into an angry pout that accentuated her scar. "Temper, temper," He teased and couldn't help but grin, rolling onto his side and cupping her cheek to shut her up with a firm, hard kiss. "Quit thinking so much, Your Majesty." He added against her lips, addressing her by her former name at the glimpse of the haughty Queen rearing her head.
She smiled a little more genuinely against his lips as he pulled her towards him and came over her, settling between her legs as he kissed her slightly deeper. Her legs parted wider to accommodate him as he ran his hands up the outsides of her thighs, making her relax into his touch. "I just know that losing someone is hard and it's normal to have second thoughts when you're moving on. Not that you're moving on from Snow, I just-" Goddamnit, why couldn't she keep her mouth shut? She cursed herself when the words came out before she realized.
"Regina," David lifted his head to look at her, "I don't regret this. I haven't read the widow's handbook so I don't know whether I should or not, but I don't. I wanted to do this, you didn't put a spell on me," He said before grinning mischievously, "Or did you?" He jested her to lighten the mood.
"You're incorrigible," Her mouth dropped a little to argue with him before he silenced her with another kiss, deeper and warmer. She slowly relaxed, allowing her hands to run up his back, scratching her nails lightly as her legs wrapped around him. She wasn't convinced he was fully over his wife or ready to move on, but she'd accept his response for now. They were both adults and it was just sex; she'd never put so much thought into it before, so why now? He hadn't regretted it, which was what she'd most worried about, so she willed herself to stop over analyzing and enjoy the moment.
He groaned when he began rubbing himself against her, peppering her neck with slow, lazy kisses as her hands roamed his back. Her hands found his hair in a moan when he sucked on her neck just below her ear, motivating him to continue exploring her to find what else she liked. She sucked in a breath when his tongue dipped into the hollow of her collarbone as he brought a hand down between them, sliding down the flat of her stomach to her core.
"You're gorgeous," David groaned as he lifted his head from her neck to take her in for a moment when his fingers found the bundled nerves in a teasing rhythm. He saw a hint of a grin on her lips before they parted further in a breathy moan, keeping eye contact with her as he rubbed firm circles on her clit. She was already wet, nipples hard and eye dark looking up at him. She was bold and unforgiving in her pleasure as she moved her hips with his hand, her lips breaking into a naughty smile at how tense his body was becoming as he watched her. He'd never been with a woman who was so comfortable with sex and her confidence in her abilities turned him on like nothing else.
Regina moaned, gripping his shoulders firmly when his fingers ran down from her clit to probe her. She hadn't expected him to know how to please a woman so well. In her experience the better looking men never did, always getting by being handsome and never having to have any real skill to get a woman in bed. His fingers explored her fully, curling slightly as he began moving them at a faster pace. "Yes, like that," She moaned in encouragement, letting her head fall back as she gripped the sheets, moving her hips wantonly against his hand. David and his skilled hands were definitely the exception to her history with handsome men.
"Mmm, so sexy," He groaned huskily against her neck as he sucked down, his stubble scratching her deliciously as his thumb found her clit, working it in a circular motion while keeping up the thrusts with his other fingers. He heard a growling moan erupt from her throat, smirking as he felt her hips begin to jerk. He lifted his head to watch her body convulse as she fisted the sheets beneath her, muscles clenching around his fingers as he slowed their pace so she could ride it out without the intensity muffling the feeling.
"You're full of surprises, Charming," She smirked up at him breathlessly when their eyes made contact once she'd recovered, gripping his shoulders and nudging him onto his back as she straddled over him.
"Said the Evil Queen," He replied, delighting in the way she reveled in the name when used in the right setting. Her eyes flashed mischievously when he ran his hands up her thighs and over her bottom as he lifted her hips and impaled her onto his erection, delighting in the way she cried out. His gaze traveled, taking in her body as he allowed her to sit still for a moment while she overcame the sensitivity from her last orgasm and adjusted to him.
Regina pressed her hands against his strong chest, delighting in the feel of his muscles under her hands as she began rocking on him and emitting noises from both of them. He was the perfect size, not too long but thick enough to feel friction simply by grinding on him. She couldn't help but grin when she glanced at his face, seeing his eyes travel from where they were joined to her chest to her face and smirking at her when he caught her gaze. It had been a while since Robin or any man had looked at her so appreciatively and it was a good feeling.
David was in awe of her, running his hands over her bottom to help her grind harder when he saw her brow furrow in concentration. She was a vision, toned legs and thighs working over his sides, her abs becoming more visible as they flexed with each circular motion of her hips, full breasts pushed together by lean arms bracing themselves on his chest. He gave a groan when he felt her begin to shudder again, "Fuck, Regina," He growled as she dug her hips into his firmly when she came, her muscles tensing around his entire length. It was a delicious feeling that had him finding his own release inside of her as she jerked and moaned continuously.
Labored breaths were the only noise filling the apartment until a cry sounded from the upper level, making Regina's eyes widen when she realized how loud she'd been. David couldn't help but laugh, sitting up as she still straddled his lap and pulling her in for a kiss before she could say anything, "Don't worry about it."
She smiled sheepishly when he pulled away to stand and find his pants, crawling off of him to do the same, "I should get going to let Henry know I'm back before he goes to school."
"I'm sorry," He shuffled to pull his pants on, looking up at her apologetically, "Neal's usually not up this early. I know I'm not supposed to but I let him sleep with me a lot and I think that's why," It was David's turn to smile sheepishly at his admittance of his parenting faux pas.
"Don't apologize, go," She replied warmly, picking her top up from where he'd thrown it last night and pulling it on. It warmed her how attentive David was to his son as he threw on a shirt and glanced at her again, "I'll let myself out." She reassured him.
"I'll see you later," He smiled in relief that she understood, leaning down to kiss her lips once before disappearing up the loft steps. Regina slipped on her heels, running a hand through her hair before making her way out of the apartment. She was relieved she had a chance to leave before he brought Neal down, not knowing how to act around the baby now that whatever was going on between she and David had started.
She wouldn't necessarily call herself a kid person, unless it was Henry, and she didn't know how David would want her to act around his son. It was a sensitive situation, considering Neal was motherless and just who his mother had been. Regina knew she'd have no issue with treating David's son like her own if their relationship progressed, but she didn't want him to think she was trying to replace Snow. It felt disrespectful to her memory and she didn't want to overstep. She shook her head at the thoughts as she made her way down the staircase, scolding herself for even thinking this far into it. It was just sex, Regina.
"Mom!" Henry beamed as he made his way down the staircase at Emma's after she'd let her in. She opened her arms, hugging him tightly when he threw himself at her. She swayed at the force, both of them laughing at the fact that he was as tall if not taller than her now, "Sorry, I was just worried about you."
"I love you," She chuckled, pulling back and running a hand over his hair that was still sticking up from sleep, "I just wanted to let you know I was back, now go get ready for school," She said firmly but with a smile.
"Mom said the construction on the town hall has you off work today. You sure we can't just skip and go to Granny's for burgers instead?" He raised an eyebrow, grinning from ear to ear in an attempt to sell his pitch.
"Skipping your education to inhale greasy food? Hm, let me think," Regina mocked playfully, "No."
"Go get ready for school kid," She heard Emma say in a more serious tone than usual, smiling at Henry as he laughed and ran back upstairs before feeling the blonde take her arm.
"What the hell-" Regina frowned, turning as Emma started dragging her towards the kitchen, "Swan you better explain yourself before I lose my temper," She jerked her arm out of Emma's grip, straightening out her sleeve in irritation before looking at her expectantly.
"Where were you last night?" Emma asked like she already knew the answer, crossing her arms in a fashion ridiculously similar to Henry when he pouted.
"At home," She frowned in disinterest with a shrug, "Not that it's any of your business."
"Bullshit," Emma rolled her eyes, coming around behind Regina and nudging her to turn and look at the mirror on the wall, "You're lucky your son didn't notice your hickey, Madam Mayor," She smiled up at Regina's reflection sarcastically, "Real classy."
Regina's mouth curved into a shocked 'o' shape as she stepped closer to the mirror, quickly brushing more of her hair in front of her shoulders in an attempt to cover the purple welt. Damn it, David.
"You're screwing Robin again! Even after you promised you wouldn't stay there last night," Emma spoke through her teeth in a low tone so Henry wouldn't hear from upstairs. She was shooting daggers at the brunette as she watched her turn around, "But what do you do? Show up at my house with that on your neck like a horny teenager. I really thought I'd be having this talk with Henry instead of you!" She ranted wide-eyed.
"I didn't stay with Robin," Regina huffed, frowning at Emma with a look that usually made the blonde drop any subject she was yammering on about. It didn't work this time, though.
"Oh so you screwed him but you didn't stay the night? What a milestone, Regina. Bravo!" She chided, throwing her hands in the air, "You know, I ought to have a talk with the thief myself," She gritted, her airborne hands falling to rest on her hips in typical Emma fashion.
Regina's heart lurched at the thought, "No! I mean, no. There's no need. It's really over Emma, I won't be seeing him anymore," She swallowed, looking at her hopefully to see if she'd accept that for an answer. She couldn't risk the hot tempered blonde approaching a clueless Robin and coming back to her for the truth of who it really was she was sleeping with. Regina wasn't lying, but she wasn't going to give up the full truth yet. Seeing as it involved her father, the whole truth probably wouldn't make Swan much happier right now, anyways.
"I've heard that before," Emma remarked with a raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms again, "Nope, I'm keeping an eye on you from now on until you pull your head out of your ass."
"Excuse me? I will not be babysat!" Regina's mouth fell open, the feisty side of her not being able to handle anyone talk to her in that tone.
"I'm the sheriff, what are you gonna do?" Emma shrugged more calmly, "Oh by the way, it's Wednesday. So you better go home and put some concealer on your neck and start planning dinner. Dad, Neal and I will be over at 6."
"Who do you think you are, Swan?" Her mouth gaped at the blonde, fury running through her at the younger woman's demands. She was the bossy one, here.
"Your best friend, Mills," The blonde rolled her eyes, turning and disappearing into her kitchen. Regina huffed, the sentiment behind Emma's words making it hard for her to stay angry. She knew Swan meant well, but she still stubbornly slammed the front door on her way out. How in the hell was she going to do anything with Emma breathing down her neck? Better yet, how was she going to have David breathing down her neck with his daughter watching her like a hawk? Dinner should be fun.