well, the inspiration is flowing and i actually have a weekend to myself, so I've continued writing. here's some long awaited smut for your sunday reading pleasure ;) xoxo
David woke to an uncomfortable position, finding himself on the outermost part of his bed. Neal was sprawled out in front of him, stirring gently in what looked to be a dream. Regina laid on the other side of the toddler with Violet cradled in one arm, undoubtedly falling asleep after her midnight feeding. It had become routine, waking up to find their youngest children in bed with them over the past week. He knew Neal was most likely being clingy because of their time apart, but he still craved time alone with the brunette on the opposite side of his son.
He noticed Regina's nightshirt gaping a little at the top, exposing the swell of her breasts. They were larger and fuller from the baby, often showcased in the dresses she wore that were now a bit snug for her in the chest. David made himself look away from her before he started to throb, reminding himself of the two tiny humans in between them.
It had been almost a week since their moment the night of Henry and Neal's arrival, when David vowed he would find a moment alone with her and finish what they started. The trouble was that they never were. Neal clung to Regina's skirts, following her around incessantly, and in the moments he was being entertained by Henry, Violet always seemed to be needing fed. Not to mention there was work to be done outside that kept him otherwise engaged with Killian, which did nothing to ease his irritation. It was clear the pirate's skills were limited to the ocean, as he had no experience working land.
The sun started to peak through the windows, prompting David to remove himself from the bed gently as to not disturb his sleeping family. He grabbed his pants, pulling them up his legs before picking a clean shirt from the drawer he carefully slid open. He smiled to himself at the fact that Regina had fashioned him a wardrobe with her magic. She'd provided him with jeans and multiple flannel shirts that she used to pick on him for. Her own style had been more relaxed, either jeans or looser dresses than what she would've worn in Storybrooke. Her appearance had softened somewhat but was no less stylish. He shook his head with a smirk, thinking of how vain she still was. He'd caught her many times tugging at her clothing here in the mirror, undoubtedly cursing the extra pounds she still carried. She was hardly any bigger and still considered slim. Her stomach was smooth and flat, but her thighs were thicker, breasts larger and her bottom more round. He'd spent plenty of stolen moments studying her curvier figure and praying he'd be able to explore it soon.
He glanced towards the window again, letting out a quiet sigh at the impatience of mother nature. He should get outside and get to work before the sun became unbearably hot, then he'd come in for brunch. Regina fussed at him continuously for skipping breakfast, though skipping breakfast was often worth it if it meant you could get a large part of your daily work done before the sweltering part of the day. But what would his Queen know of that? He mused, the corners of his mouth twitching at the thought.
"I thought I smelled something to eat," Killian announced as he came into the kitchen area around lunch time after coming in from working and washing up in the lavatory. Emma and Henry were sitting at the crude kitchen work table where they often laid out lunch, using the dining hall for dinner most of the time.
"Cinnamon pancakes," Henry raised an eyebrow with a satisfied grin before shoveling another bite in.
"Little late in the day for those, aye?" The pirate chuckled, pulling out a seat beside Emma who was holding a wide eyed Violet in her arms, "Where's everyone?" He asked, giving the baby a smile and a gently tug on her balled up fist.
"Regina took Neal to put him down for a nap, he's been a terror. You should've seen the look of relief on Granny's face when I talked with her through the mirror this morning. I don't know if it was because she knew they were safe or that she didn't have to keep up with Neal anymore," Emma smirked, "He's into everything. I half expected the Evil Queen to make an appearance when he knocked two bags of flower off of the pantry shelf and played in it."
"That little lad either has some nerve or he hasn't quite realized who he's dealing with," Killian smirked at the idea of the mischievous toddler keeping Regina on her toes.
"They're going to have their hands full with Neal," The blonde replied in agreement, lifting Violet up to face her as the baby gave a smile, "But at least it will prepare them for when this little spitfire is older." She grinned, rubbing noses with the baby and laughing when she cooed.
"Aye, mini Regina there will turn David's hair gray as a teen," Killian smiled, biting his lip at the sight of Emma playing with the child.
"You know," Henry said casually, scooting his chair back as he stood and picked up his plate, "You're all lucky I'm so sensible," He grinned at them both before carrying his dishes over to the wash basin, "I'm going up to the library."
Killian and Emma chuckled as the blonde nodded, "You know he's right, the worst thing Henry does it stay up half the night reading and eat breakfast at noon."
The pirate grinned as he hooked a piece of bread, dropping it on his plate before reaching for the sandwich makings, "Yeah, should we thank Regina for that? Cause I know the lad didn't get that from you," He teased, leaning over to kiss her cheek when her mouth gaped in mock offense.
"Do you hear how he's talking to me, Vi?" Emma sat the baby on the table in front of her, supporting her back and head to allow her to sit up and face them. Violet cooed again, her big blue eyes shifting from the pirate to Emma as she studied both of them. Her black hair had gotten thicker and she'd filled out, plump little cheeks appearing when the corners of her pouty lips tugged into a smile.
"I'm just joking with you, love," Killian grinned as he took a bite of his sandwich, watching the sisters interacting before swallowing his bite, "Imagine what a terror a lad of our own would be like?" He suggested, deciding to plant the seed and see how Emma would react.
"Now that is the definition of asking for trouble," Emma laughed without giving it much thought or taking the idea seriously, not noticing the way Hook forced a smile and turned back to his lunch, "Where's dad anyways?"
"Still out there cursing the plow, a strap broke on it and he's determined to get it fixed before he comes in," Killian rolled his eyes, "You know how he is, reliving his glory days of the farm and whatnot."
Emma chuckled, "Regina already fussed over him skipping breakfast, he's pushing his luck lately."
"Aye, I'm sensing a bit o'frustration between the both of them," Killian raised an eyebrow suggestively, "Maybe we should keep an eye on the little ones so they can have some alone time? He'd be a hell of a lot nicer to work with."
"First of all, ew," Emma shuddered, "But I gotta admit you have a point there. Regina's about as tense as-"
"Where is David?" Regina interrupted their conversation on her way into the kitchen, making them both startle. Luckily her focus was elsewhere, not having paid attention to what they were talking about.
"He's erm...still workin', your majesty," Killian said, diverting his eyes back to his plate as he continued to eat his lunch. Emma watched Regina stalk over towards the window near the wash basin where she busied herself with attempting to wash the dishes.
"Neal asleep?" Emma asked casually, trying to feel out Regina's intense mood. She could tell the brunette was trying to keep up appearances, though her stature was rigid and her aggravation could not be hidden due to her furrowed brow giving it away.
"Yes," She grated, keeping her eyes focused outside, hands fumbling with the dirty dishes as she grabbed a wash rag to start cleaning them, "You know he's been out there since sunrise," She stated, obviously trying to mask the irritation as she glanced towards Emma, "He's probably in need of water, I'm going to take him some," She nodded, absentmindedly drying her hands on a dish towel before grabbing the bucket from the counter and storming out.
Regina spotted David as she made her way over the small slope of the hill, working on some ancient piece of machinery in front of the barn. He was shirtless and sweaty, which only heightened her frustration. His arms and shoulders were bulkier due to weeks of outdoor labor; she noticed it every time she was around him. It made her wonder what it would feel like to have those muscular arms pinning her down, gripping her hips and...Damn it, Regina, pull it together.
Anger bubbled inside of her, though she couldn't quit pinpoint the source as she marched down the slope, water sloshing out of the drinking bucket she'd used as an excuse to be alone with him. She wanted to throttle him, though she wasn't exactly sure why. He was hard at work, doing what needed to be done and denying himself the luxury of an hour long lunch in the cool air of the castle unlike Hook. She couldn't be irritated at him for that, could she?
Though a part of her was, a very selfish, needy part of her. She'd put Neal down for a nap because she expected David to be coming in for lunch after skipping breakfast. Emma was even watching Violet, and Regina knew Henry would busy himself with the library or exploring hidden parts of the castle. Still, David had not shown, and Regina's tension only grew. She'd watched him from the window earlier while attempting to cook, the flexing of his back muscles while working causing her to toss a few burnt pancakes into the trash before Emma noticed.
"Do you plan on working yourself to death or would you at least stop for a drink of water?" Regina sniped as she approached him, causing him to straighten up and look at her rather surprised. He had been concentrating on his work and obviously had not seen her coming. She swallowed hard as he wiped his hands on his pants, her attention drawn down the the v of the muscles in his lower abdomen. It had been too long since she'd ground her hips against those.
"I must've lost track of time," He managed a wary smile at her as he approached, undoubtedly sensing her stiffness. She outstretched the bucked towards him, remembering in the instant that she'd forgotten to bring a cup or any kind of ladle for him to drink from in her haste to get down here and spoil for a fight. She cursed herself mentally, heat growing in her cheeks at how obvious she must've seemed to Emma and Killian, spurning her frustration higher.
"Did you really or were you just trying to avoid me?" Regina spat. That wasn't fair, and she knew it, but she wanted a reaction from him. She wanted him to feel just as aggravated as she was, and luckily it didn't take much goading.
"What the hell?" His expression changed quickly as he took the bucket from her, too surprised to even take a drink from it, "What's gotten into you?"
"I can't help but notice you've used every excuse to avoid me," She cocked her hands on her hips to try and seem more intimidating, "What's the matter Charming? Not attracted to me anymore?" She let her wild imagination do the talking, her subconscious coming to the surface. Logically, she was aware that it was their circumstances that drew his attention elsewhere, but right now she was too irrational, frustrated and horny to keep from spouting off.
"That's ridiculous," He hissed back at her, taking a step towards her though it didn't intimidate her at all, "I've been working my ass off out here, besides when do I ever get the chance to touch you? We're never alone. If we were I'd have fucked this attitude right out of you already," He narrowed his eyes down at her. Now you're on the right track, Charming.
"We're alone now," Regina shrugged, looking up at him with dark, suggestive eyes. Water splashed over their legs, causing her to jump from her heightened sensitivity when he dropped the bucket at her words. He grabbed her hips, pulling her against him before cupping her ass and picking her up from the ground as she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist.
"See, if you want it you should try harder," She egged him on spitefully, a hint of the Evil Queen surfacing in her frustration.
"Regina?" He glared, carrying her behind the barn where no one could see them and falling to his knees, laying her underneath him as she looked up at him to continue, "Shut up," He added, watching her eyes narrow, yet a satisfied smile played at her lips as he unbuckled his pants. His breath hitched as she hiked up the dress she was wearing, exposing the curves of her thighs and her naked bottom half. He allowed her hands to take over undoing his pants, feeling her push them down over his hips in one swift motion, allowing him to spring to life.
Regina moaned at the feeling of him rock hard against her inner thigh, digging her nails into his hips as she drew her knees up to his sides, giving him easier access to her. David groaned as his erection shifted against her heat, coating him in her wetness as she ground her hips against him wantonly. He pushed her dress up over her chest, his mouth devouring the rounded mounds of flesh, flattening his tongue to run over each nipple. She gasped at the sensitivity of her breasts, the sensation of the pad of his tongue shooting bolts of electricity through her body, making her throb between her legs in anticipation.
"Just fuck me, Charming," She moaned, pulling him up by his hair, attacking his lips with her own as he buried himself inside of her with one fluid motion, causing them both to moan out loud. She had ached for him so long that she felt no discomfort, her slickness soaking them both.
"Fuck," David bit down on her neck, trying to regain his composure as he held still for a moment, "You're so sexy," He whispered in a deep, hoarse voice near her ear as he ran his hands up her thighs and underneath her bottom, gripping the supple flesh and pulling her up against him tightly. She shuddered at the feeling of him buried between her legs, his breath tickling her ear and the weight of his chest on hers.
"Mmm, move baby, please," She begged him, the words coming out of her mouth with no control as she ran her hands down, gripping his ass and pulling him deeper inside of her. She cried out when he started to thrust, bringing one forearm to brace himself on the ground above her head as his other hand still gripped her bottom, keeping her tightly to him as he jerked inside of her.
Her breathing was ragged and in time with her moans and whimpers as her head fell back. Sharp nails scratched the expanse of David's back as her soft legs curled up against his sides, making him grunt in appreciation at how open she was for him. She let out a cry when her orgasm took her by surprise, her hips writing underneath him, causing him to groan when her muscles clenched around his hardness.
"Already? You did want it didn't you?" He smirked as her eyes clamped shut and her brows furrowed, riding the wave of her orgasm out underneath him as he continued to thrust inside of her. He didn't allow her much time to recover, for he was painfully hard and in need of release. She felt his arm come underneath her back, making her eyes open as he lifted her up into a sitting position. She straddled his waist as he sat on his knees, running his hands down to grip her ass.
"Mmm," She moaned with a delirious smile, still high from how hard she'd just come around him, though it didn't take her long to wrap an arm around his neck and join him in grinding on his erection. He was deliciously hard still yet, filling her completely and making their slower movements just as effective as his hard thrusts.
"You're dripping," David groaned, tense with concentration as he sat back on his haunches, moving her faster in her sitting position. Her legs were extended behind him, stomach tightening at the new angle of penetration. He cursed under his breath at her mewling, seeing her head fall back and her heavy lidded eyes flutter as she began to tense once again. The look on her face helped him reach his own peak as her lips parted and no sound came out, feeling her come violently around him, chest jutting forward towards him as her back arched. The movement caused her thighs to open wider, feeling himself push deeper as he wrapped an arm around her waist and held her tightly down on him while he came. David groaned into her neck as her hips squirmed from over sensitivity, hearing her whimper loudly in half-hearted protest.
He collapsed onto his back when they both finished, causing her to land atop him in a heap of heavy breathing. Both of them remained silent for a few moments as they came down from their high. Regina's head laid on his chest, suddenly disturbed by the chuckle he let out, causing her to raise and look down at him with a confused smile. He let out a longer laugh at her complete mood change after their tryst, causing her smile to turn into an embarrassed one as she caught on to what he was so amused over. She'd picked a fight with him in hopes it would lead to sex; her own roundabout way of letting him know she needed his attention.
"I love you," He mused, picking up her hand and kissing her palm with an adoring smile, "But next time just tell me, okay?"
She gave him a sheepish smile, still laying on top of him, "I didn't know how...I was waiting for you to. You've had children with a partner before, so I thought if you wanted to, you'd know when to slip away or make time for us. With Henry it was just me and him, I never had a partner to consider..." She admitted, searing his heart with her vulnerability.
"Neal really has to start sleeping in his nursery," David chuckled, bringing her head down to him and kissing it gently, "Either that or you're going to have to bring me water everyday," He grinned, rubbing his nose against hers.
"That I can do, Charming."