ok so I hate to even bring up how long its been since I updated by apologizing to you all for that, but i am sorry. i have had zero free time it feels like and just recently was able to get back to writing. If you like David and Regina pairing and perhaps would like to see them in an Enchanted Forest setting, check out my new fic "King and Queen"...its a twist on reginas past, on how things would have played out if David had been the King she was forced to marry... anyways, this fic is dear to my heart so i'm going to try to be better at updating. you all have given this story too much love in reviews for me to let it go! let me know what you think :) xxx
"Morning," David nodded when Snow opened the front door of their old loft apartment, "Neal ready?" He asked, coming in a few steps when she nodded and turned to gather the diaper bag.
"We stayed up entirely too late last night so he'll probably nap a lot today," Snow chuckled and handed him the diaper bag, glancing over at their son who was playing in the floor with his blocks.
Snow seemed much more at ease with him than she'd been since she returned and he almost hated to bring up a sensitive subject and ruin the progress they'd made with co-parenting Neal, but it had to be done. For the sake of his and Regina's relationship. For the sake of the entire, confused family.
"About the other night at dinner," David frowned when Snow started to walk over to get Neal, watching her stop and turn back to him with a wary expression. "What you were talking about with your father and Regina."
"What about it?" He watched her ask, though her face was devoid of the usually innocent expression the old Snow used to have when she honestly didn't know she'd offended someone. Instead she looked like she knew what he was going to say and was already on the defensive.
"It wasn't right, the way you taunted Regina like that," He frowned, "You know damn well if she'd have wanted to expose Leopold for what he really was, she could have right then and there and put a stop to your prodding."
"Excuse me? I don't know what you're talking about," Snow frowned shaking her head slightly and for a second he believed her.
"Your father is a sensitive subject for Regina," He hinted with a frown, knowing how Regina said she'd never told Snow about the abuse she'd suffered at the hands of Leopold.
"Nothing I said was false, David," She frowned in confusion, "My father tried very hard but Regina never loved him."
"Regardless," David gave her a frown, not wanting to delve into Regina's past with Leopold, knowing she'd most likely be upset with him if he told Snow, "You know it was a dark time for Regina, to bring it up was insensitive. I know we're all trying to navigate this new family dynamic since your return…but just remember that Regina has done nothing in this situation against you. I pursued her, I chose her, and she's never once stepped in the middle of us while we tried to work it out with Neal."
"Oh well how lucky you are to find such a saint as the Evil Queen to be with," She replied with a sarcastic smile and David's irritation level rose with Snow's use of Regina's old title.
"We both know she's not like that anymore," He let out a breath, trying to keep calm as not to alert Neal that to their tense conversation, "I'm going to marry her, Snow," He said in a softer tone, "I need you to not hold a grudge and make the entire family uncomfortable."
"Good luck with that," She rolled her eyes, "My trip to the Underworld didn't count as an annulment, David."
"No, it didn't," He frowned, pulling the folded up papers from his back pocket, "Please sign these so we can all move on with our lives. I've apologized to you and that's all I can do. I hope you don't make this harder than it has to be," He said genuinely as he laid the divorce papers on the table near him.
He watched Snow grit her teeth together but remain silent for a moment, "You should take Neal and go now, David."
"Fair enough," He'd gotten out what he needed to say to Snow White, so he went over and scooped up his son who chattered "da da" at the sight of him, making him forget his frustration for a moment.
"Mom," Henry said with an amused tone to his voice, "She's doing it again."
Regina looked up from where she stood at the kitchen counter making breakfast, seeing Violet squeal at Henry trying to give her a bite of baby food. She raised an eyebrow as her daughter brought her arm up from her high chair and swatted towards the baby spoon. Her son lifted the spoon up quickly to miss Violet's hand, but the food went flying from the spoon and onto the wall behind him from the force of the baby's magic.
"Violet Ruth!" Regina's reprimanded, though it lacked any bite and her mouth dropped a little at her daughter's temper. She had trouble being stern with Violet when it came to her tantrums, for they all found it adorable. But Regina knew when it came to her daughter she was dealing with her own temper and if she didn't teach her self control they'd have hell to pay during the teen years.
"No no," Regina drew her brows down at the dark haired baby on her way over to the high chair, throwing a warning glance at Henry to not let out the laugh he was suppressing when Violet drew her eyebrows down in the same fashion, "What has mommy told you about throwing food?" She crossed her arms as she stood in front of the high chair.
"To be fair, she didn't exactly throw it," Henry stifled a laugh at the way Violet looked up at her mother, her big blue eyes looking extremely puppy dog-like after she'd realized she was being scolded and got rid of her Regina-like scowl to feign innocence. Regina had to stop herself from laughing as she saw right through her baby's attempt, for it was like looking at her own personality in the mirror.
"She got that from you, you know," David grinned as he leaned in the archway from the foyer to the kitchen where he had been watching the show unbeknownst to the trio, "You do the same thing to me when you're being snarky and go too far, trying to pull off the innocent face," He chuckled, coming over to save his daughter from the wrath of her softy mother.
"You can't blame everything on me. Plus, I was in the middle of correcting her behavior," Regina smirked and rolled her eyes when David scooped their daughter up before feeling a small body thud against her legs. A pair of arms wrapped around them followed by a muffled 'RrrGina' that brought an instant smile to her face.
"Neal," She cooed, picking the toddler up and giving him a tight hug, "I've missed you," She beamed and gave the boy a kiss on the cheek.
"Hey, I'm gonna go over to Mom's to help her with the party, I'll be back later," Henry stood from the chair, wiping off the small drops of baby food from his jacket with a raised brow.
"Okay, thank you for trying," Regina said for his attempt to feed his sister and reached out to rough up his hair, pouting at how she actually had to lift up on the pads of her feet to reach him now.
David smirked as he made his way further into the kitchen to steal a piece of bacon from the plate near the stove, holding Violet securely with his other hand, "You're short, just accept it."
Regina's mouth dropped after she watched Henry go out, putting Neal back down to let him scamper into the den for his toys, "Jerk," She name called at David, tampering a smirk that tried to turn the corners of her mouth upward.
"You love me," David replied with a confident grin, entirely unaffected by her poor attempt at giving him a scornful glance. He remembered a time when their banter had more of a hateful bite to it and marveled at how much had changed. Never did he think he'd be standing in the kitchen of the broken, bitter and guarded Evil Queen he once knew and see the carefree, loving, soft side to her. Or that he'd love her this much.
"How did it go with Snow this morning, are you still on good terms?" Regina asked with a glance over at him as she went to the stove on the opposite side of the kitchen island and resumed breakfast.
"Who knows, honestly. She seems so different to what she used to be," He frowned, shifting Violet to his other arm, "Of course I guess I've done that to her, but still.."
"I feel sorry for her," Regina admitted as she looked down to the skillet on the stove, busying herself with cooking to deflect from her confession, "I can't imagine coming back from all of that to find the person you love with someone else…"
"I know, we all feel bad about it, but I wouldn't change anything," David mirrored her frown as he watched her, glancing at Violet who made his expression soften a littlel, "Would you?"
He watched Regina's head shoot up from concentrating on the stove and her brows furrow together, "Of course not."
"Then stop beating yourself up about it," He rounded the counter, knowing how deeply she felt things and how she took the guilt upon herself. David wrapped his free arm around her waist, "Look what we did," He smiled as he shifted his arm and brought their daughter more in between them and saw Regina's warm smile, "Things worked out the way they were supposed to."
"I think so, too," She murmured and pressed her lips to Violet's hair, feeling David's hand rubbing her lower back soothingly, "I love you."
"I love you," David nodded genuinely in response as they stood close to one another, seeing Violet's head tilt back to look up at him, "And you too, don't worry," He grinned and Regina chuckled.
"I think she's got a jealous streak, too," Regina mused, "And before you blame me for that remind yourself how you reacted to Robin speaking to me," She raised a brow and looked up at him with a smug smile.
"You're proud of yourself for that one aren't you?" All David could do was smirk and shake his head. She had him there. "In my defense, he is a prick. So I would call it more protective than jealous."
"So if I went up to him now and struck a conversation, you wouldn't care?" Regina played the devil's advocate as she turned back to the stove. She found it funny the way he tried to act like he didn't have anything against Robin personally, but she knew he did. A childish little part of her liked the fact that he didn't like the man because of how he'd treated her in the past. David was always in her corner.
"You put up with me speaking to my ex," David replied as if he wouldn't be bothered in the slightest, "Besides you're a grown woman, I don't own you. You're mine, but I don't own you."
"Aren't you evolved?" She flashed a mocking grin at him, "That's a good thing because you know he'll most likely be at Granny's later when we're there."
"Ahh, that's right it is Killian's birthday party tonight," He remembered, leaning back against the kitchen island beside Regina and propping Violet against his front with both arms as she put her hands on his stubble and grinned, "What are you wearing?" He asked, a hint of mischief in his voice.
Regina saw David's wheels turning and smirked, shaking her head as she turned the stove off and panned the eggs onto the serving platter on the counter, "NOT a skirt," She sighed, remembering the last time they were there and David had had a bit too much to drink. Her time in the corner of the booth beside him hadn't ended unpleasantly, but had anyone been any more sober than David they probably would've noticed the way she squirmed and flushed red at his hand up her skirt under the table.
"What a shame," David chuckled, leaning over to give her a playful, tickling kiss on the top of her ear, making her squirm away from him and Violet giggle.
Regina laughed, swatting him with the kitchen towel before turning to take breakfast to the table, "I don't stand a chance between you two."
"Why do I have to leave the diner early? I'm a teenager now, Mom," Henry groaned, arguing with Emma as they made their way down the street. They had already been to the store to grab some things for Killian's surprise party and were heading to Granny's to prepare, and Henry had been pleading with her every step of the way.
Emma smirked a little and shook her head at her son who wanted so badly to be a grown up already, "Because, Granny agreed to watch the little ones so the adults could have a night out. And the Merry Men and Killian's friends will be there. And there will be drinking. It's not a scene for a ki-" She stopped herself at his glare, "A teenager."
"So I have to stay home and babysit with Granny?" He narrowed his eyes, carrying the bags of decorations. "While all of the adults act like kids on spring break?"
"Hey, ease up man," Emma's mouth dropped, mocking insult, "When you're old enough I'm sure you'll want to still have fun, too. And you know Regina wouldn't let you stay all night, either."
"You all treat me like a baby," Henry grumbled. He was too sensible to not understand that if other kids his age couldn't be there, he shouldn't be able to either. Emma knew he got it, but it didn't help the fact that he still wanted to come.
"Well you and all of the other babies will be there for dinner, but you know when Granny's starts serving drinks she wouldn't let you stay anyways," Swan nodded firmly, "So stop whining," She chuckled.
"Is that Grandma?" Henry asked with a confused frown as they rounded the corner near Gold's Pawn Shop, seeing Snow White slipping out the front door.
"What's she doing with Gold?" Emma frowned, seeing her mother cross the street quickly, obviously not seeing them approaching the intersecting sidewalk.
Henry and Emma stood with matching expressions as they contemplated what Snow White's affiliation with Gold could possible be. She didn't like the man whatsoever before. The sheriff sighed in frustration, nudging her son to continue as they turned for Granny's. "Come on, we'll worry about that later."
"Thank you, my love," Killian wrapped an arm around Emma as they stood in the diner. The jukebox had been cranked up and the drinks poured freely at the later hour. "I wasn't expecting this at all."
"Yeah well, that's the whole point of a surprise party," Emma smirked at her husband and how his eyes were a bit more heavy lidded than usual from the rum, "Granny's going to kick my ass if this place gets trashed, though," She laughed, wrapping both of her arms around him from the side and turning to watch everyone.
The dwarves were gathered around one table, two of them arm wrestling and the others spectating and throwing cheers and insults. The Merry Men were scattered about but no less rowdy after a few drinks. Belle was there with Will Scarlett, lost in flirtatious conversation. Ruby was busy walking around serving beer but had undoubtedly indulged herself, letting the mugs slosh a little when she set them down.
"How long do you think yer dad will let that go on?" He smirked, nodding towards Robin who had taken a seat by Regina at the bar. She could tell her friend had already consumed a few drinks already by the way her cheeks were tinted pink and her usually perfect posture relaxed against the bar.
"Oh god," Emma chuckled, glancing over to David who was momentarily preoccupied with putting money into the jukebox. If she'd not had a few ales herself, she would probably be worried about the potential confrontation. But David seemed to be in a happy-go-lucky mood since Snow had not shown up and he was able to spend the night with Regina in peace.
"Quite a turnout for a night in Storybrooke, isn't it?" Robin chuckled as he sat down beside Regina, reaching for another drink that was sitting on the tray near her.
"That it is," Regina smiled and nodded, running her finger around the rim of her glass. She didn't harbor any strongly negative feelings for Robin Hood anymore and it was a relief. She'd since let go of what he'd done to her, for there was no sense in holding a grudge. Her life had changed much and she was so genuinely happy that she didn't feel any need for being angry at him.
"You look good, Regina," Robin nodded before seeing her draw her brows down and he held up his hand in innocence, "I don't mean it like that, I'm not coming onto you. I just mean you look happy."
"Oh," Regina smiled sheepishly at her mistake and tucked her hair behind her ear, "I am, thank you. How are you?" She looked at the man she'd once loved deeply and bit her lip in amazement at how little she felt now. Not that she'd ever want anything bad to happen to Robin, but there had been a point when she thought she'd never get over him. When Tink had had her convinced that he was her soulmate, end all be all.
"Pretty good actually, I've uh," Robin glanced to his own drink with a smile, "Started seeing Blue."
"Blue?" She raised an eyebrow in surprise. She would've laughed or made a mean comment before, but she and Blue had made their peace. Blue had actually attempted to help her by giving her advice when she was searching for the writer to change her fate and bring she and Robin together again. She found herself smiling at the irony, "Good for you, Robin."
"Thanks, Regina," He gave her a genuine smile and raised a glass up to which she clinked her own and they both took a drink.
A moment after she felt a body sit down beside her and a big arm wrap around her waist, an instant warming inside of her when she smelled his cologne, "Sorry it took me a minute. All there is what they call '80s music on that thing," David grinned at Regina pulling her top half as close to him as he could without bringing her off her bar stool.
"Some of it's actually pretty good, you know," She smirked up at him as he took a sip of his beer and set it back down, noticing his eyes clocking onto Robin. If truth had been told, David probably would have spent another ten minutes at that jukebox and then wandered into a conversation with people on his way back to Regina. His sudden return amused her and gave away the fact he'd seen Robin sit down beside her.
"Robin," David nodded, his voice neither friendly nor warning.
"David," Robin nodded back with a halfway amused smile and Regina could tell he had picked up on David's casual assertiveness. "Excuse me, I'm gonna go tell my men to keep it down," Her ex added with a tip of his glass towards them in a friendly gesture before getting up from the bar and going to the other side of the diner.
"Hmm...and you're not jealous?" Regina grinned, turning her head to David whose jaw was tensed just enough to show he wasn't completely at ease with her talking to Robin. He turned his gaze to look back at her and her stomach stirred at the dark blue eyes that met her own.
He leaned in then, pressing a kiss to her lips, "Back room. Now," He murmured against them before pulling away and giving her a look that let her know it wasn't optional. Irritation and arousal shot through her as she watch him slack jawed when he got up and made his way to the hall behind the jukebox that led back to the storage room.
Who did he think he was bossing her around like that? Just because he felt a little jealous didn't mean he could act like a possessive ape and tell her what to do. She felt her anger increase with each passing second as she processed how he'd just acted and tried to ignore the fact that the look in his eyes had indeed turned her on.
She glanced around, making sure all were occupied and wouldn't notice her slip out before she followed his path. No one was going to treat her like an object. If she had to bitch him out in a storage room to set him straight, that's exactly what she'd do.
Regina pushed open the door to the dimly lit storage room with gusto, "I would love to know just who you think you're talking-" She began when she saw him standing there waiting before he closed the space between them and pressed his lips against hers firmly.
"You-" She protested when he pushed her back against the door and started rucking up the dress she swore she wasn't going to wear and his lips moved to her neck, kissing and sucking. "If you think I'm going to let you have me in a storage room because you're feeling like some possessive asshole, you've got another thing coming," She grit out through clenched teeth from trying not to react to his ministrations on her neck. The honey whiskey she'd been sipping on already made her feel a little horny and he knew just how to bring it out of her.
"I don't want to fuck you because I'm trying to possess you or show him that you're mine," He ignored her half assed attempt at pushing him off her, knowing damn well she could if she wanted to. It made him smirk as he lifted his head to look at her as he gripped the lace she wore and started to push them over her hips when she stood and stared at him, "When I saw you with him…"
Regina glared at him as he pulled her underwear down her legs and lifted each of her heels to make her step out of them when she refused to cooperate. She didn't want him to stop his intent entirely, she was too worked up for that now. But she damn well wanted to hear his excuse before she let him take her against a door in public.
".…I was thinking to myself how stupid he was for ever fucking things up with you," David straightened back up from taking her out of her panties and reached for his own belt to start undoing it, "…and how lucky I am that he did…and yes, a bit jealous that he's done what I'm about to do to you, too…but then I thought," He paused as he pushed his boxers down, giving himself a pump as she watched him and ran her tongue over her lip before biting down on it, "…about all of those times I heard you cry out when I fucked you…and begged for it," He smirked at her narrowing her eyes but the look of desire never left them.
".…and those times when you couldn't even make a sound…and that look of surprise on your face at the pleasure," He stepped up to her, lifting one of her legs over his hip and groaning as his erection brushed against already slick folds, "…and I realized he must not of done to you what I can…" He added as he leaned in to suck down on her neck hard, gripping her other thigh and lifting her up against the door in a way that made him rub against her again, causing them both to moan.
"You're giving yourself an awful lot of credit, Charming," Regina replied, but her voice gave her away as it was lower and raspier. She wrapped her arms around his neck, threading one of her hands through his hair as he continued to suck and kiss at her sensitive skin.
"But you're not denying it," He smirked against her skin before thrusting himself inside of her fully, making them both moan loudly and her nails dig into his scalp, "Fuck, Regina. You feel so good."
She couldn't believe she was letting him do this, but she wrapped her legs around his waist tighter when need took over. One arm was around his neck, the other folded with her hand in his hair holding him tightly to her as he started to pound into her. He was going to be so smug about this for days, but right now she was throbbing and wet and needing release.
David gripped her ass tightly, thrusting himself as deeply as he could go, hearing her hiss and moan and try to move her hips with his despite their position. She was clinging to him for dear life, hips curling up towards him and he took advantage, pulling her thighs higher around his waist and pushing deeper. Regina was a strong woman and if she hadn't been tipsy she probably would've slapped the hell out of him for this, but he also knew she saw him as her equal and liked to be dominated every once in a while.
"Harder," She moaned down his ear, rolling her body against his and letting him driver her higher against the door with each thrust, "…David, god…oh…" Words came out of her mouth without her permission. Damn honey whiskey. "Fff-" She suppressed a scream by pushing her face into her arm that was wrapped around his neck.
He felt her body starting to convulse and he thrust harder, faster, gripping her ass tightly as he pounded into her with abandon, "I wanna feel you come around me," He coaxed breathlessly down her ear, "Let me feel you."
She let out a muffled cry into his neck before letting her head fall back against the door, gripping his biceps as her eyes closed and her brow furrowed, her lips parted and panting. He could practically feel her chasing the feeling, concentrating on her orgasm. He rutted into her with quick jerky movements that he saw the remnants of on her face and suddenly her back arched, thrusting her chest into his view as her walls clenched around him.
Regina's back arched from the door before she curled towards him, pressing her face into his neck to quiet a scream when she came and her hips tried to retract from his grip at the sensitivity. He groaned as he gripped her as tighter and let her orgasm milk one out of him, thrusting a few more times to lengthen the feeling for both of them.
Her head fell back against the door as they panted to catch their breath, looking at him with a sated smile when he lifted his head from her chest to look at her. She met his gaze with a good humored but slightly possessive glint in her eye reminiscent of the Evil Queen as she repeated his words from earlier back to him, "You know…I don't own you, either…but you're mine."