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"Excuse me, Ms. Mills."
Regina frowned, looking up from where she sat in her chilly apartment after hearing a boys voice from the other side of her front door, accompanied by a knock. Who was antagonizing her now? She'd been in her apartment brooding. Who could she of pissed off?
She let out a frustrated breath, standing from her spot on the couch and smoothing out her cashmere sweater on the way across the drafty loft. When she opened the door she found herself looking up at a tall, gangly teenager before her. The Charmings' grandson turned out to be the one disturbing her peace. She should have guessed it was one of the heroes.
"What do you want?" She asked, though her voice lacked the bite she wanted it to have as she crossed her arms. She surveyed the boy in front of her and how awkward he seemed to carry himself. His mother must have sent him to warn her away or something. She hadn't said more than twenty words total to the brat, he had no reason to come here.
"I brought you dinner," Henry shifted his lean frame, holding up the bag of takeout.
Her lips parted in surprise, glancing down at the brown paper bag before back up at the boy. She'd had her fair share of young boys crush on her, but this didn't seem to be anything like that. Emma Swan's son was looking at her with an earnest expression, holding a bag of deep fried goodness that she'd snarl at in public, but her stomach secretly growled for.
"Why would you do that? What's it got in it?" She didn't fully believe his intentions just yet, her brows drawing together in concern. No one showed kindness to the Evil Queen unless they wanted her help.
"What? Nothing, it's just cheese fries and a burger," He gave the bag a gentle shake towards her to prove it, "I know you came to Granny's earlier for dinner. Don't worry, I didn't tell them it was for you. I told them I was still hungry.
"I'm sure they believed you," Regina raised an eyebrow at how his weight couldn't seem to keep up with his height, being at that awkward teenage boy phase when they seemed to turn into young men overnight. It softened her attitude towards him even though she refused to show it.
"Do you want it or not?" He raised an eyebrow at her in the same way that made her mouth drop slightly. Had he made that face the last time she saw him? She couldn't remember, but it felt oddly familiar.
"Thank you," She grit out, taking the bag from him with a nod before turning to go in and set it on the table, leaving the front door open, "So why did you bring me this? I'm sure your family tell you all sorts of bad things about me."
"I guess," The boy shrugged and made his way into the apartment, glancing around and shoving his hands in his pockets, "But you haven't done anything to me. And I haven't seen you hurt anyone in this town. You didn't deserve how they treated you at the diner."
"Trust me, I probably do," Regina let out a breath and a roll of her eye when she glanced up at him, "You didn't know me in the Enchanted Forest," She said, unfolding the top of the takeout bag and peeking inside.
"Everybody deserves a second chance," Henry gave a shrug, glancing towards the door, "Anyways, I should get going before my mom starts to wonder."
She looked up at the teenage boy, biting her lip at how kind and untainted by life he was. That would all change in a few years for him when he experienced his first heartbreak and understood how people let you down. But for now, she appreciated his gesture. "Thank you."
"What could you possibly need my help with now?" Regina rolled her eyes, coming into the town hall where Snow had summoned her. These people did not want her to partake in their community, but they constantly asked for her help and used her for her prior experience in leading a kingdom. Imbeciles.
Snow looked up from her spot behind her husband's desk, gathering up some blueprints she'd made an excuse to ask Regina about. She had to physically force herself to put a pleasant smile on her face at the sight of the woman storming into her office. If only she knew she used to be the one behind this desk barking orders. That thought was enough to make the fake smile Snow plastered on a genuine one.
"I was wondering if you could look over these blueprints for the new town hall and the demolition plans," Snow asked innocently, "I know you had a lot of experience with destroying things back in the Enchanted Forest."
Regina narrowed her eyes at the princess, suppressing the urge to use her magic to snap her neck right then and there, "I didn't come here to be prodded."
"I didn't mean anything by that," Snow reassured her with her mouth agape in false shock, "Please, will you help? Have a seat," She nodded, glancing at the clock. David would be in any moment.
After his latest episode, Snow had to see how David and Regina would interact with each other. Perhaps she was just overreacting to it all. Regina had tried to kill them multiple times, maybe David had called out her name in his sleep simply because he was having a nightmare of past occurrences? Maybe Snow was just being paranoid and overthinking it? Or maybe he was dreaming of Regina in the way she suspected.
She wanted to see them together to ease her mind. There was also the incident the week before in the diner where Violet had reacted strongly to Regina. Rumple claimed that it was because Violet was still too young to retain memories and she recognized Regina by their bond instead. Funny, he'd forgotten to mention that David's bastard had the potential to ruin the whole curse before they cast it.
"Fine, are you going to let me look at them or not?" Regina snapped at Snow, pulling her out of her thoughts and making her hand the plans over quickly. The Queen preferred to remain strictly business in Snow's presence and began analyzing the work immediately.
"I'm glad you're not holding a grudge over what happened in the diner last week," Snow said, watching Regina's jaw tense as she looked down at the plans pretending not to listen. Snow had always tried talking to her step mother about her feelings, so she had to keep up her innocent front now. "I'm just trying to keep the peace in the town."
"Sure," Regina grit out, unsure why Snow felt the need to constantly explain herself. "I'm not upset that I didn't get one of Granny's heart clogging meals. You can let go of your guilt if that's why you're bringing this up."
Snow let out a breath, "Thank you for being so understanding," She replied, glancing up when she saw David coming through with Violet on his hip. Finally.
"Hey, sorry I'm late. Violet was throwing a fit on Emma so I picked her up," He rambled before realizing Regina's presence, giving her a nod as his lips pressed into a line. Snow felt a twinge of irritation at the look shared between her husband and the Queen, as if they didn't know how to act around each other.
"Mmma!" Violet's eyes clocked onto Regina when David approached the desk near the chair she set in, lunging her body over David's arm head first towards the Queen. The baby was cooing and gurgling in an blatant attempt to get to the icy brunette whose shoulder's tensed an eyes shifted uncomfortably.
"Violet!" David gasped when nearly lost his grip at her sudden jerk, wrapping his other arm around her back to pull her towards him.
"Mmm!" Violet squealed again with a frustrated pout, both of her hands shooting out towards Regina as she started to cry. The Queen's lips had parted in shock at this point, staring with a confused expression at the baby who was so adamant about coming to her.
"She really must not be feeling well," Snow got up from her desk, quickly reaching her wits end between Violet's screaming and the realization that her curse may be in jeopardy because of the little shit. "Here honey, come to mommy."
Violet only screamed louder in response, diving back towards her father's chest and tucking her head away, "Mmma!" She cried red faced, turning the opposite way from where Snow was standing to reach for Regina again.
"Vi, calm down honey," David tried to soothe her with a hand on her back, glancing down to Regina who sat with wide eyes, staring back at the baby who was screaming for her. It was as amusing as it was confusing, seeing the woman who had taken on armies and burned down her enemies be so intimidated by a crying baby.
"Call me when you get your spawn under control and can work," Regina snapped, standing up from the chair and throwing the blue prints back on Snow's desk. She bit her bottom lip when she caught David looking at her intensely, the screaming baby in his arms as Snow tried to convince Violet to come to her instead. His eyes were gazing at her and then looking at his daughter and then back at Regina in confusion.
She quickly made her way towards the door and out of the office, gasping for breath when she pulled the door shut behind her. Her stomach threatened to spill it's contents at the feelings the upset baby brought up in her. Instinct had made her want to take the darling child and hold her and soothe her until she was calm. Then like a ton of bricks, a rush of love for the little girl had hit her and left her breathless, prompting her to flee.
Regina kept walking despite the feeling of her legs wanting to give out on her. She had to get away from this town hall, from the Charmings, from everything. There was something wrong with her. The dreams she was having, the feelings that were creeping up in her over people she hardly knew. Her heart broke walking away from the baby with eyes like her father; eyes that tugged at long repressed feelings inside of Regina. She was either losing her mind, or something was not right in this town. None of it was explainable.
David was livid, clenching his fists at his side. He was aroused, he was angry and he was stressed. "Open up!" He pounded on the Queen's loft door. It was the middle of the night but he didn't care. He'd left the house after waking up from a particularly jarring dream of Regina and slipped out while leaving an unaware Snow sleeping in bed alone. He had to get to the bottom of what was going on before it tore his marriage and family apart.
"What in the hell?" Regina growled when she opened the front door with squinty eyes, obviously having been in bed. Her hair was mussed, her pajamas a simple black slip of a gown, meeting her mid thighs and having thin straps, the fabric showing her hard nipples through it. Her sexy disposition did nothing to deter his attraction for her. She was a truly stunning woman.
"What are you doing?" He demanded with a frown, pushing his way in the front door and staring down at her as he slammed it shut. His mind was becoming obsessed with her, dreaming about her all night and then waking up to think about those dreams all day. It wasn't just sex either, he dreamt of her laugh, of secrets she'd told him and fun things they'd done together, inside and outside of the bedroom. It was as if he'd experienced a past life with her and the memories were all coming to the surface.
"Are you drunk? What is your problem?" She bit back, glaring up at him at the invasion of privacy. He knew she noticed him looking down at her body when she followed his gaze and clenched her teeth at the realization he was staring at her breasts, crossing her arms over her chest with a huff.
"What are you doing to me?!" He yelled, throwing his hands up in frustration, "You'd better cut it out, whatever it is! Find your revenge some other way."
"What the fuck are you talking about?!" Regina snarled up at him with wide, exasperated eyes as if she really didn't know. He'd caught her off guard, for now she did not have her high heels or dark lipstick to give her the Evil Queen confidence and edge. Her outfits were an armor for the rest of the world and right now he was seeing who she allowed herself to be in private. It was even more intoxicating.
"The dreams! What are you doing some kind of spell or curse?" He frowned as he ran a hand through his hair, stepping towards her and watching her take a step back towards the kitchen. Good, she was intimidated, served her right. "Why are you making me dream about you? Are you getting some sick thrill?"
"You're-" Her lips parted as she looked up at him with confusion swimming in those warm brown eyes, feeling her back hit the kitchen island behind her and realizing she had nowhere else to go as he closed in on her, "David I-"
"You what? You thought it was funny? You wanted me to wake up hard over you while I was in bed with my wife?" He glared at her, pressing his hands to the counters on each side of her to trap her, "Do you laugh at the fact that I can't even fucking touch her without thinking of you?!"
Regina swallowed the lump in her throat as she looked up at him, her heart beating wildly at the realization he was having the dreams, too, "David. That's not me, I'm not doing it. I'm…I've dreamed about you, too." He was so close to her and he smelled exactly as she remembered in her dreams, making her want to reach out and touch him despite the fact he was accusing her right now.
"Nice try," He smiled fakely as he stared her down, breathing heavily from his anger and their close proximity, "Leave me alone! Stay out of my dreams!" It frustrated him how much he just wanted to pounce her right now.
"I can't!" She yelled back at him with a deep frown and snarl of her lips that showcased her scar that he suddenly felt an urge to kiss, "Do you honestly think I want to think of Prince Charming the way I have been? But I'm dreaming about you, too. In fact it doesn't even feel like dreams, it feels real. So real it's confusing me and making my life hell! If you think I want that, you're out of your mind!"
David stared at her as he processed her words. His dreams had felt real too, almost more like memories than something he'd imagined. He felt his heartbeat thumping as he looked down at her, his arousal skyrocketing at their proximity, "Yeah well you sure acted like you wanted it from what I remember," He groaned under his breath at the memory, pressing his body against her own.
Regina flashed her eyes up at him in shock; it didn't feel foreign when their bodies pressed against one another's. "What's going on, David?" She grit out through clenched teeth at the feeling of him pressing her against the counter, his forehead resting against her own and his hands running up her thighs.
"I don't know, but I want you so fucking bad,' He admitted, because he believed her. He'd seen the Queen lie multiple times and he knew how she reacted when she was trying to cover her ass and how she reacted when she was actually innocent. She didn't know what was going on either or why they were having these dreams, but she was just as affected. He could tell by the way she pressed herself up to him, the hitch in her breath when he touched her. It was just like in the dreams.
"You should go," Regina's voice was a lower and raspier when she finally responded, breathing heavily and pressing a hand against his chest before she lost control and jumped him. She watched him step back and look down at her with lust filled eyes that made her spine tingle, "Go back to your wife, David. Whatever is going on isn't real."
He'd startled himself, biting down on his bottom lip at how quickly he'd almost cheated on Snow. If Regina hadn't spoken up he probably would've made the move and slept with her if he could've. In fact he'd already envisioned picking her up and rucking up that nightdress to take her on the counter. It shook him, these overwhelming feelings that were surfacing for the woman in front of him. It confused him how he could have such deep emotion for the Queen he didn't even truly know.
"I'm sorry I-" David shook his head and she only nodded once and turned her head to the side to look away from him. He took another step back before turning and going for the apartment door with urgent strides. What in the hell was going on here?
"Violet, please take a bite," David let out a breath as his daughter stared at him from her high chair, pressing her lips together in a firm line at the sight of the baby food. Snow and Neal were at Emma's, so it gave him a moment to clear his head and try to relax despite all of the confusion in the past few weeks. Violet always had a way of putting him at ease, even when she was being difficult. She was too cute to be mad at.
"One bite, that's all I ask," He pleaded, letting out a chuckle when her brows drew down at him. His smile quickly faded as his daughter's expression suddenly brought the Queen to mind. Was he imagining it or did his daughter bear a striking resemblance to the woman who was invading his mind lately? He shook his head, trying to push the absurd thought from his mind.
"Da," His daughter chirped before giving him a grin that showed her tooth that was coming to the surface. He took advantage of the opportunity, quickly bringing the spoon of baby food down towards her slightly opened mouth. Violet brought her hand up from her side to swat the spoon away, sending the food flying against his shirt before her chubby fingers had even made contact with it.
"What the..." David looked down at his soiled shirt before back up at his baby, seeing her grinning up at him at what she'd done. Her black hair wisped around her ears, the blue of her eyes matching his own but her lips...He'd seen that grin before. An image of Regina flashed in his mind again, giving him that same grin that showcased the apples of her cheeks and her full lips.
He swallowed hard, dipping the spoon in the baby food again and slowly bringing it towards his daughter. Did he really just witness what he thought he had? Or was he actually losing his mind? "Take a bite," He urged as he usually did, getting it closer to her mouth than he did last time before she squealed and sent baby food flying against the side of his face.
"Holy shit," He muttered with wide eyes, setting the baby food down and running a thumb over his cheek to wipe it off. His daughter had magic.
"I warned you that if this curse was broken you'd be no more, Deary," Gold gave a roll of his eyes as he leaned against the counter at his store.
"But this curse wasn't supposed to be breakable," Snow grit through her teeth, "You said it couldn't be broken by David and Regina's true loves kiss. You didn't say anything about their baby!"
"Then keep the baby away from the Queen, simple as that," He sighed in obvious annoyance. Zelena's wand was in his possession and Snow knew that was all the sleazy bastard cared about now and the only reason he'd helped her in the first place.
"We live in the same town, it isn't easy. Plus the baby goes crazy when she sees her, everyone has noticed and it's starting to get weird," She paced the space in between the display cases of the pawn shop to expel some nervous energy, "And I can tell Regina is affected by it as well. I can always tell when something is bothering her, she can never hide it from her eyes."
"You think your alternate reality is unraveling?"
"I know it is! So tell me what to do about it!" Snow snapped, glaring up at him. She hated the man but he was the most devious person she knew, even worse than Regina had been. "David has been having dreams about Regina and I've seen the way they've glanced at each other. I think there's something going on and if there isn't it will be soon."
"Do what you have to do to keep your curse in force," The man gave a menacing smile, "My dear Snow White, if you're going to play on the dark side you're going to have to get a little more creative."
Regina sighed as she unzipped her fitted dress, allowing it to pull at her feet before stepping out of it. Her heels were discarded downstairs after spending a long day in her vault, researching what was going on with her. She'd read books and tried to detect any spells that could have been cast on her but she'd found nothing. There was no proof as to why she was feeling this way.
Crossing her small room towards the closet, she pulled a nightie from one of the hangers. It was a dark blue one that barely met her mid thigh, but she didn't believe in boring pajamas. Loneliness was no excuse for poor fashion. It was when she'd pulled the silk over her head and gripped it to pull it the rest of the way she noticed something on her body she hadn't before.
Her lips parted in confusion and her brows furrowed, peering over her chest down at the small imperfection on her otherwise toned and smooth stomach. A tiny mark scarred her skin near the inside of her hip. It left her utterly confused, mind reeling at how she may have acquired this. Stepping up to the full length mirror to get a better look she confirmed that it was indeed a faint, tiny stretch mark. She swiveled her hips in confusion, gasping when she found the mark's twin on the other side.
Sure, her weight had fluctuated like everyone's throughout her life, but it was only within five or so pounds. Never had she gained enough to gain matching stretchmarks on her abdomen. They appeared just where she imagined they'd be if her stomach protruded with a child. It chilled her, feeling as if something had happened to her that she couldn't remember. Something serious.
Her panic was interrupted by a knock on her door and she frowned, bracing herself for whatever was waiting for her. The knock sounded again as she walked barefoot across her chilly loft towards her front door. Lifting on her tip toes, she looked out the peep hole to see David Nolan standing out there. Great.
"What do you want now?" She frowned when she swung open the door, seeing him standing there looking at her with his lips slightly parted. Perfect, full lips surrounded by stubble on a hard jaw. She suppressed a shiver when her eyes met his gaze and she saw the lust and desperation in those blue depths. He had his arm above his head resting on the door frame as he stared at her for a moment. "David?"
"I can't stop thinking about you," He admitted, his voice barely above a growl as he stepped forward suddenly and grabbed her face, pulling her in for a hungry kiss. Her hand immediately came up to grip his wrist as her eyes closed and her brows furrowed slightly, kissing him back with just as much passion. Something inside of her was like flipping a switch and she brought her arms around him, running one up his back as he walked her further into the apartment.
"Every time I fall asleep I dream of doing this to you," He groaned, pressing her against the wall beside the door and reaching down to grip her thighs, swiftly picking her up. Regina's arms snaked around his neck and she kissed him back fiercely with bruising kisses, hearing him hiss and groan in response. "Are you still having the dreams?"
"Yes," She moaned, slipping her tongue into his mouth as he rutted up her nightie, hands gripping her panties. Her toned legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him snugly in between her thighs. This was wrong entirely, but she ignored all logical thought at the pleasure she'd been denied so long.
"Tell me to stop," David groaned huskily as he gripped her panties tightly, "Say the word."
"I can't," She whimpered, hips squirming for his touch as her arms came between them and started jerking the buttons of his flannel open. His hands ripped her lace at her response before gripping one of her thighs, holding her up against the wall as his free hand reached down between. The sound that came form her mouth when he dipped his fingers into her wet lips made him instantly hard and he teased her nub, making her writhe for more.
"Fuck me," She hissed, jerking his flannel down his shoulders and tightening her legs around his waist when he let go of her to allow her to pull his shirt the rest of the way off his arms. "Mmm," She bit down on her bottom lip, running her hands down his sculpted chest and abs. Her fingers worked nimbly to undo the button on his pants, anxiously pushing at the edges of his jeans and boxers to shimmy them over his hip. He watched her suck her bottom lip into her teeth when she watched him spring to life.
"You're so sexy," He groaned with an exhale of breath as he reached down to grip her ass, picking her up from the wall and kissing her hungrily as he stumbled towards the dining table. She clung to him as they devoured each other's mouths, tongues dueling in a way that made her clit throb. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he held her hips to his, whimpering at the feeling of his hard member rubbing against her slippery sex as David walked backwards.
One of her hands found his hair to grip it tightly, the other one digging into his back as she started curling her hips against his and making them both moan at the friction. David's feet caught one of the dining chairs and he fell back to sit on it, bringing her to straddle his lap. He broke their kiss, giving Regina a heated look that she returned just as intensely. He'd given her a chance to object and she hadn't; he wasn't waiting anymore. She moaned louder when he buried his face in her neck, sucking on it as he gripped her hips and impaled her on his erection.
"Yes!" Regina gasped out loud, gripping the back of the chair as she sank onto him. He fit inside of her like a glove and she was wet enough that there was no pain, despite his impressive size.
"You feel..." David groaned as his head fell back against the chair behind him, using the strength of his arms to begin pumping her on him. He pulled her forward on his erection before pushing her back down on it firmly, hearing her choke on her moan at the rhythm they started, "...Fuck, Regina."
"Harder," She pleaded, knuckles turning white as she gripped the chair post on each side of his head, legs hanging over the sides of his as she sat on him with all of her weight. He was inside of her deliciously deep, hitting her gspot with each curl of her hips. His lips and stubble felt heavenly against her neck, making her grind her hips harder to add more fiction, "Yes...like that...keep going..." She panted, bringing one hand from the chair post to run into his hair again and keep his face against her neck.
"I want to hear you scream, Your Majesty," David groaned into her neck before sucking down and helping her move harder, giving her a hard spank on the right side of her ass and hearing her hiss. He referenced her royal title, mind still trying to process that he was fucking the Queen who he'd always found attractive but now lusted after more than any woman he ever had before, "Come for me," He growled in her ear before biting down on her lobe.
"Fuck," Regina whimpered, digging her nails into his scalp and pulling his head to her as her back arched, pushing her breasts into his face, "I'm...close," She huffed breathlessly, sweat beading on her brow as she put all her energy into riding him harder, "Oh...god!" She cried out, both arms resting over his shoulder, folded with her hands in his hair. David groaned into her chest and bit at any skin he could, gripping her ass harder and pounding her down on him.
Her body rolled, hips curling into him with a jerk as her orgasm wracked her body, "David!" She screamed as she clenched around him, pulling on his hair and writhing against his body in a way that had him spilling inside of her within moments. Her head fell back and she ran one of her hands up her own neck and over her face as she let out a moan, hips riding out the waves and extending the feeling for both of them as long as she could.
"Mmm," She let out a sated sound before her head slowly tilted back up, looking down at him with dark eyes. Her lips were flushed, nipples hard and her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. He'd never seen anything so beautiful.
"Regina..." He took a deep breath himself in an attempt to level his own breath, hands still resting on her bottom. Their eyes locked with one another's in realization of the line they'd just crossed. They'd given into their mutual attraction to one another and done something that could never be taken back.
Regina knew it was startling them both. Would they ever be able to go about their normal lives now and pretend that this never happened? She finally found her voice, gazing back at him with a knowing expression before whispering, "What have we done?"