sorry for the long wait. i'm not finished with this story just yet, it just takes longer to brainstorm ideas with the main ones being played out as well as finding time to write. please let me know your thoughts on the direction of the story or what you'd like to see x
"I thought I'd find you here," David grinned when he stepped quietly into the library, pushing the large wooden door behind him and twisting the latch to lock them in. Regina sat on top of the table in the middle of the room, her legs drawn up and crossed underneath her as she glanced between a book and her hands, appearing to be practicing a new spell. Her brows were furrowed in concentration, her perfectly straight teeth biting on her plump lip in a way that made David's insides stir.
A smile appeared on her face at the sound of his voice before she looked up, warming his chest at the adoration she didn't even attempt to mask anymore. She closed the book with haste, moving it from her lap onto the stack beside her before uncrossing her legs, letting them dangle over the edge of the table as he closed the space between them.
"Are you finished with the crop today?" She glanced towards the window as he stepped between her legs, seeing the dark storm clouds rolling across the forest towards the castle. It was typical summer weather for the Enchanted Forest; steaming hot and prone to thunderstorms every other day that cut the outside work short. He didn't mind, though, it gave him a reason to go find her.
David ran his hands up the outer sides of her thighs before mumbling, "Mhm."
He watched her turn back to face him at his husky tone of voice, seeing the realization change her smile from an absentminded one to a sexy smirk. He brought one of his hands up to the side of her face, using his fingers to tuck her hair behind her ear before leaning in to nip over her jawline slowly, "The kids are on the first floor with Emma and Killian."
"Mm," Regina half acknowledged, half moaned as she tilted her head to the side for him, running her own hands up his back. He felt her legs slide up the side of his legs, pulling him in closer to her. David reached down with his left hand, gripping her thigh and pulling her more towards the edge of the table as he moved his kisses down to her neck.
Her hands slipped under the thin fabric of his work shirt, causing goosebumps to break out on him as her nails scratched his sun kissed skin lightly. It was hot in the castle but the cool winds of the oncoming storm blew through the windows, bringing a welcomed contrast to their heated skin. He lifted his arms up as Regina shucked him of his shirt, watching her lean in and press kisses over his chest, feeling her supple lips trail over his shoulders. It felt like heaven after a long day of working in the sun, his body tired and sore from the labor.
"How's the mirror enchantment coming?" David asked as he pushed her dress up her thighs, the conversation being secondary for both of them as they worked on undressing each other.
Regina raised her head from his neck, gripping the clasp of his pants and making his abdomen tense at the proximity of her fingers to his stiffness, "I think I'm close. I'd be closer if you didn't keep interrupting me on days like this," She teased with a grin as she pushed his trousers down over his hips, freeing him from the confines.
David's heart skipped a beat at the sight of Regina, legs splayed and looking up at him while tugging on her bottom lip in a way that made his heart swell and his member harden simultaneously. It amazed him how strongly he loved and wanted this woman. This woman that was once his sworn enemy, who he now wondered how he ever lived without.
They shared a heated stare for a couple of moments before attacking each other's lips, reveling in their cherished moment alone. He pulled her hips to the edge of the table with one gentle slide, running his hand under her dress before grinning when his fingers found nothing but her wetness. There wasn't time for extensive foreplay, nor the need, apparently. Her arms wrapped around his neck as she smirked back before kissing him deeper, sliding her hips forward as he laid her down on her back on the table, standing between her legs.
Regina looked up at him with heavy lidded eyes, her lips parted slightly in desire that made him want to ravish her and take it slow all at the same time. Her lip scar was prominent without makeup, hair longer and mussed beneath her perfectly in her imperfection. David traced the curves of her hips as he positioned himself, in awe of her. She was amazingly strong and complex, painfully broken but healed. He felt incredibly lucky to be one of the few people in her life she hid nothing from; her vulnerabilities, her strengths, her fears, her soft side, her stubbornness, her sexual side, her maternal side; he had witnessed it all. The intricate layers of Regina were unlike anything he'd ever known.
"David?" She gave him a curious smile as she curled her legs around his sides, pulling him closer to her and bringing him from his thoughts. Her clueless smile caused one of his own to appear on his lips as he leaned over to kiss her firmly. He brought one of his hands up near her head to brace himself on the table as the other gripped one of her thighs, holding it against his side as he entered her with one gentle thrust.
Regina's palm came up to cup the back of David's neck as they ground out a slow rhythm with their hips. His lips moved to her neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin, causing soft moans to escape her lips and spurn him on. Her hips curled up to him as he pushed deeper, welcoming him into her heat. She felt glorious, writhing and arching on the table underneath him, her chest pressing up against his, hands roaming his back and hair.
The room was silent for their heavy breathing and the slight creaking of the table with their thrusts. David relished in the moments like this, when they were so wrapped up in each other that there was no need for sexy whispers or words of encouragement. It was just the two of them, bodies and souls connected in the most intimate way, chasing release. He felt her begin to tighten around him, both of his hands coming down to her hips now, curling them under her bottom and tilting her up to him more as he thrust faster.
Regina was rapidly reaching her peak, her eyes closed when he leaned up slightly to look at her. She began to pant as he hit her harder, soft and short moans escaping her lips with each firm movement. He watched her intently while slowly increasing the rhythm, the approaching orgasm playing on her gorgeous features. Her brows furrowed in pleasure as her body tightened around him, causing him to groan himself as she started to come. He bit his lip both in pain and pleasure as her back arched from the table and nails dug into his forearms. Her mouth opened at the peak of her pleasure to release a scream, though the intensity of her orgasm stole her ability to make sound.
David finished a few moments after, leaning over her for a moment to regain his breath, "I love you," He nuzzled his face into her neck, inhaling her scent.
"Me too," She replied and he could hear the smile in her voice. He straightened himself up to a standing position, helping her sit back up on the table as he assisted in pulling her dress back down. Regina gave a little bit of a shy smile as she often did in the aftermath, which he always found adorable considering how bold she was in the moments before. He reached down to sort his own pants after helping her, looking up to see her lips pursed as she stared at his arms.
"I hurt you," She frowned, bringing her hands up over his forearms as a light purple glow began. With one slow motion the scratches were gone and she seemed somewhat relieved at the remedy.
"I liked it," He teased, pressing his lips to her forehead and causing her to chuckle softly.
"Come here, I want to show you what I've done so far," Regina smiled, grabbing his arm and sliding off of the table before pulling him towards the mirror. He followed direction, enjoying the youthful excitement in her demeanor as she let go of his arm and glanced back at him to make sure he was watching. She used to be so guarded about her magic. Using it had seemed to bring her guilt and shame from her belief that nothing good ever came from it. Now that she had people who believed in her she was proud of her abilities, and witnessing that change made David very happy.
Regina brought her hands in front of her as purple magic emanated from her palms, making the mirror ripple like the surface of water. He watched as a scene came into view, one that looked very familiar. He saw Granny at the counter of her diner, fussing at Grumpy over something. He saw other townspeople bustling about, going in and out of the establishment as though it were just another day in Storybrooke.
"That's our town, they're all okay," Regina smiled back at him as the mirage faded from the mirror, "I think I've found a way to enchant the mirror with Storybrooke included. The spell that I'm exercising is supposed to enchant a world to a magical mirror when you use it to view somewhere that you've committed to memory."
"And who knows Storybrooke better than you? You invented it," He smiled, stepping forward to wrap his arms around Regina from behind, "How much longer do you think it'll take?"
"A week or so maybe," She replied, though her voice lost the excited tone it had to it just seconds ago.
"What's wrong? Are you not excited to go back?" David asked, resting his chin on her shoulder watching her run her hands over his arms that were wrapped around her.
"It's just...so much has happened since we've been there. With Violet being born and Zelena's death and everything in between," She admitted, biting at her bottom lip in that telltale way that she was worried, "What if the town thinks I'm a fraud after everything? I did all I could to try to prove to them that I had changed. Once they find out I had my own sister killed, will they still believe it?"
"Regina," David's brows furrowed instantly in disagreement, turning her around in his arms to look at her in the eyes, "I ended Zelena, I did that. Not you. Why are you letting yourself take the blame for this?"
"Because I let you kill her, David," She looked up at him, as though she couldn't see how he didn't understand, "You're a hero, Storybrooke's hero. There's nothing but good inside of you, and I let you stoop to my level to kill her. Something I swore to myself I'd never let you do; risk your own good conscious to deal with my past. It wasn't right."
"Hey," He shook his head quickly, running his arms up to her shoulders, "Regina, Zelena was trying to kill you and our child. I made the decision to kill her because I was protecting my family. Even if you had tried to stop me, I wouldn't have. I'm not all good, because there's no way I would've let someone who tried to harm you or our children live."
"But you never should've been put in that situation. I shouldn't have let it happen," Her shoulders sagged as she admitted to the guilt she'd been carrying.
"You can't control other people's actions, Regina," He frowned deeper, pulling her towards him into an embrace, "That wasn't your fault. To be honest...I've worried that you would grow to resent me for what I did to your sister. I know when we talked about it that night you said it had to be done but...she was still your family..and a little part of me has been afraid that you'd eventually hate me for it."
"I don't blame you at all," She whispered, pressing her face into his neck as she hugged him tighter.
He kissed her temple once, his lips staying pressed against the soft skin there, "Then stop blaming yourself," He replied, feeling her gently nod once in agreement.
"Looks like they're almost done out there," Emma acknowledged as she peered out the kitchen window towards the barn where David and Killian were saddling the horses.
"I still think I should be allowed to go," Henry interjected from his seat at the table, crossing his arms in a stubborn teenage stance. He'd become more and more persistent that he be treated like a man instead of a boy lately, even volunteering to work out in the field instead of stay inside and read like he used to.
"Sorry kid, but you're staying with your moms," The blonde answered, roughing up his hair on her way past him to take a seat beside Neal and help him tear up bites of his breakfast. The toddler watched his sister before grinning and grabbing for a piece, shoving it in his mouth sloppily.
"Like I said Henry, you can go on the next trip if it turns out to be safe enough," Regina arched a brow from her own seat where she was holding a sleeping Violet against her chest.
"If it's not safe then why are Grandpa and Killian going in the first place?" The teenager challenged, glancing between both of his mothers.
"We discussed this already," Regina's tone of voice firmed, causing Henry to lose the attitude in his expression, "Everyone here has agreed we would like to come back every now and then if it's safe enough or should anything ever happen to Storybrooke. Your grandpa and Killian are going into the nearby villages to see what it's like now and how they feel about...me...and to see who the ruler of the land is. Our castle is secluded, but if this realm isn't safe for us we won't be coming back because we can't take any chances."
"Yeah and those two fools out there have a little more experience at defending themselves than you do kid," Emma supported Regina's argument, "Plus your mom is going to disguise them so they don't even look like themselves."
"Fine," Henry gritted out reluctantly, glancing to the toddler beside him who seemed to have become bored with his meal, "C'mon Neal, I'll take you to play."
Regina smirked, glancing at Emma as Neal threw the remainder of his pancake down to crawl from his chair and eagerly follow Henry out of the room. David and Killian came in the back entrance around the same time, wearing the peasant clothing Regina had fashioned for them to better fit in in the nearby villages.
"Holy crap, people actually wear this shit?" Emma let out a laugh, making Killian frown and glance down at his roughly hewn clothing. The pirate was vain and considered himself stylish, therefore the irony of him dressed in mere potato sack material was not lost on any of them.
"Your majesty," David grinned playfully, bowing near Regina, "We're ready to go."
"Hold on," She grinned, raising an eyebrow at the both of them before flicking her wrists, causing their eyes to widen at the sudden length of their hair and beards.
"Ye'll be sure to undo that as soon as we get back," Killian frowned, disgustedly itching at his beard and making Emma chuckle more.
"Which will be before sundown," David added, leaning down to kiss Regina's forehead and run his fingers over Violet's hair.
"Promise?" Regina replied quietly, tilting her face up to look at him seriously.
"Promise," He smiled, straightening up seeing Emma and Killian finishing up their goodbye as he glanced once more at Regina, giving her a smile before following Killian back outside.
They sat in silence for a few moments after the men's departure before Emma spoke up, "I have to admit, it is kinda nice here...isolating at first, but nice for the most part."
"Hm, I always loved this land," Regina admitted, playing with the ruby red engagement ring on her finger, spinning it around with her thumb absentmindedly, "No matter what was happening in my life I could ride my horse into the forest and forget about it for a while."
"You and dad should get married here, since it both means so much to you," Swan shrugged, noticing the brunette fidgeting with the ring, "You given any thought to your wedding?"
"I guess I haven't really..." Regina raised an eyebrow, "I suppose it fell to the wayside with everything that's been happening lately."
"You deserve to have your special day, though," Emma replied reaching out her hands for her baby sister to relieve Regina for a while, taking the infant into her embrace gently not to wake her.
"You don't think that's silly?" The brunette glanced at her friend curiously, a hint of vulnerability in her voice, "I mean we already have a child together and...your father's done the big white wedding before with your mother..."
"...And now he's with you," Emma deadpanned, looking back at her frankly, "Everything else is in the past. Stop selling yourself short Regina, you deserve happiness and everything that involves," She nodded, shifting Violet as the baby settled into her arms and back into a deep sleep.
Regina considered her friends words for a long moment, "You really think so? It won't seem like a mockery?"
"Regina," Emma raised an eyebrow, "I'm fine with it, and that's my dad. If I can accept it all, why the hell can't you?"
Emma's words shocked her for a moment before evoking a bubble of laughter from her, "Thanks for not sugarcoating anything, Swan."
The blonde glanced up at her with a small smirk, knowing she'd gotten her point across, "I learned from the best."