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"What's your deal?" Emma peered over her computer's screen at her father who was endlessly shifting in his desk chair at the sheriff's station. "You and Mom still arguing?" He'd been moody all morning, checking his phone constantly as if he were waiting for something.
"You know about that?" David glanced up at her with a shift of his brows that told he was none too pleased that his wife was discussing their relationship issues with their daughter. It was just another oddity caused by the lack of an age difference between them and Emma. Snow and Emma often acted more like friends than mother and daughter. He couldn't fault it, though it created some awkward situations.
"A little bit about it," His daughter shrugged her shoulders and leaned back in her chair, swiveling it from side to side with the toe of her boot on the desk corner, "She said you've been acting weird and to be honest, you have. What's going on with you? This some sort of mid life crisis?"
Her father let out a breath and gave her a frown that suggested he didn't appreciate her joke, "It's nothing, Emma. When you're married as long as your mother and I have been, you'll understand."
"Wait, is it really serious?" Emma's lips pressed into a thin line as she sat up straighter at her desk studying his body language. He was avoiding her gaze, shrugging off everything that she said and seemed genuinely disinterested in being there. What in the hell was going on with him? It was like he was somewhere else completely, "I know you fuss at each other sometimes, is this something more?"
"Emma, you're our daughter it's not appropriate that I discuss it with you, regardless of if your mother has," He reprimanded her and her mouth dropped indignantly at him scolding her like she was five years old. "You don't need to concern yourself with this, your mother and I will be fine."
"Alright, geez," She let out a breath and rolled her eyes, "Wait, where are you going?" She frowned when he rose from his chair and picked up his keys.
"Going to Belle's to make sure Violet is okay and to grab something for lunch," He frowned and shrugged at her prodding. He'd tried not to be cross with Emma, but memories of her rudeness to Regina came to his mind anytime he was around his daughter for extended amount of time. It was ridiculous that it bothered him so much, but it did. "Any other questions, sheriff?"
"No," She narrowed her eyes at his attitude, "Why don't you take the afternoon off and come back in a better mood tomorrow?"
"Gladly," David's jaw tensed, giving his daughter a last look before turning and walking towards the door with long strides. Finally.
"We're going to have to find a different place to start meeting," David groaned into her back with his lips pressed against her skin, biting down on her shoulder as he bent her over the counter in the loft, pounding into the Evil Queen from behind. "I think Emma may start to follow me."
"God, don't mention her name right now," Regina growled, pressing her hips back towards him, her spine dipping with the movement spreading her thighs wider, "Unless you like it rough."
"Don't tempt me with a good time," He smirked against her skin, scraping his teeth down her right shoulder blade when he straightened up, gripping her hips tighter as he stood between her splayed legs, buried as deeply as he could go, "You're so fucking tight," He groaned, slamming her hips back onto him as he thrust forward. She was dripping, her lips swollen around his member and threatening to make him blow before she did.
"Who knew hate sex with Charming could be so good?" Regina moaned and tilted her head back, her whole body jarring from his thrusts as she placed one hand over hers as it gripped her hip, the other reaching back to grip his neck as she lifted her front from the counter slightly, "I always took you for the strictly...missionary," She choked on her words when lifting to an almost straight position made him fit tighter, "Fuck."
"Who know the Evil Queen isn't as icy as she seems," David bantered with a groan, leaning in to suck down on the back of her neck as she pulled him forward by her grip of his own, "Why can't I stop thinking about you?" He growled near her ear before biting down on her earlobe. They were pretending that this was nothing but raw sex between them, but both knew the attraction ran deeper than that. Otherwise they wouldn't dream about being in love and sharing a family, wouldn't feel this odd pull towards each other creating a frustration between them that they now released through sex. Fucking was something they could do to relieve the tension and avoid conversation. What else could they do when they didn't even understand what kept drawing them to each other?
"I wish I knew," She grit out through her teeth, breathing heavily and moaning when she felt her legs getting week, her stomach tightening rapidly, "I can't.." Her hands fell down to grip the counter quickly for support and luckily he realized she needed some assistance, slipping from her momentarily and spinning her around.
"Wishing for that missionary right now aren't you?" He smirked at the way her chest was flushed and she breathed heavily, hoisting her up on the counter in front of him before ghosting his hand in between her legs, running his fingers over over her swollen clit and feeling her hips jerk at the contact, "So sensitive," He smirked and she glared up at him in response to his cockiness.
"What are you waiting for?" She lifted her legs up his sides, hooking them around and pulling him back in between her legs, "Finish me before I turn you to ash," Regina threatened him but she had a smirk on her lips, her hands snaking around his sides and down to his ass, gripping it and pulling his member back against her wetness. She watched his eyes turn a darker blue and reveled in the fact that the she was not alone in this being the most attracted she'd felt to anyone. He wanted this just as much as she did, had thought about it as many times as she had.
"How quickly you forget I was making you more comfortable," David reached down and gripped his cock, pressing his tip against her swollen sex and pushing back inside of her with one easy thrust from her slickness. His arousal for her almost startled him, feeling barbaric with want when he was inside of her hot, wet heat, his hands running up her thighs and gripping them as he started to pump in and out of her.
"Fuck, David," Regina cried out involuntarily, leaning back on her elbows to watch him, giving him control over the lower half of her body. She was used to being the dominating one in the bedroom and she'd expected to be able to easily do so with David, but he was quickly turning her into a begging, writhing mess.
He'd shown up in the middle of the day as if he were on a mission, knocking on her door incessantly until she'd answered. She'd only managed to get a few words out of him that she couldn't even recall now before he had her bent over the kitchen counter, ripping her panties off of her after rucking her fitted dress up over her hips. In the past she'd turned men into bugs for looking at her twice and now she was letting her enemy's husband fuck her like a whore.
David smirked at the Queen whose head fell back so far the back of her head nearly touched the counter behind her, her chest thrust upward from her back arching, holding herself up with her elbows and pushing her hips up to him desperately, "That's it, come on," He coaxed, reaching down between them and pressing his thumb against her clit, rubbing it in firm circles as he wrapped his free arm around her thigh, jerking her towards him tightly as he pistoned in her now, "Mmm, Regina!"
"Oh, shit, fuuuck," Curse words flew out of her mouth freely when he hit her at a different angle, "Please...keep..yes, like that!" She demanded, falling onto the flat of her back before it arched violently from the counter, "David!" She screamed, muscles clenching down on him as her hands grasped at his forearms, crying out with each additional thrust before she felt him finish inside of her.
"Jesus, how am I going to explain these?" He asked breathlessly when she let go of him and rested a bent arm over her eyes. She moved her arm an inch higher on her forehead to be able to look up at him, watching him outstretch his arms, surveying the claw marks on him with a raised eyebrow.
"I'll heal you before you leave," She groaned before letting her eyes close as she felt her heartbeat ripple through her midsection and thighs from the orgasm. He still stood between her legs, pulling his cock from her as she let them slip from his waist with a sigh.
"You're a mess," He smirked down at her, grabbing one of her hands and pulling her into a sitting position, "Come here," He slipped his hands under her thighs, picking her up as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Oh, I forgot you're chivalrous and all of that," Regina gave him a sated grin as he carried her across her loft towards her bed, "I like it better when you're acting like a beast."
"Wrong storybook character," He smirked back at her before dropping her onto the bed, falling down beside her.
"Did I say you could stick around?" She sighed, attempting to push her dress back down over her hips but she was still weak and it was bunched tightly from the crude way he'd forced it up earlier, "Of course you Charmings never take a hint."
"I'm not done with you," He rolled onto his side, reaching for the zipper on the side of her dress and pulling it down slowly, "Should we be using protection?" He asked, watching her sit up and peel the constricting royal blue dress she'd been wearing down her toned torso, revealing a thin lace bra.
"No," Regina rolled her eyes, avoiding his gaze but knowing he was watching her intently as she lifted her hips and pushed the dress down over them, kicking it off her legs, "You're in luck Charming, I can't get pregnant," She didn't know why she admitted it to him, maybe it had something to do with how she felt about him in her dreams. The dreams where they'd had a child together and shared that experience. Dreams where it was safe to be vulnerable with him.
David studied the Evil Queen for a moment, noticing the way her wall seemed to drop for just a moment. She sat silently in her bed with nothing but a bra on, avoiding his eyes, prompting him to reply, "I'm sorry," He said quietly, reaching out to run a hand over her thigh.
"Why? I hate children," She looked up at him quickly and he could tell she was lying by the defiant stare she gave him. It was one he'd seen multiple times during her scheming to kill he and Snow, when she was trying to hide the fact she still cared for his wife deep down. "It doesn't bother me at all," She added and his heart hurt for her, though he didn't say anything else for a moment, knowing she'd just argue with him.
"Well my daughter seems to love you," He smiled to lighten the mood, though the way Violet reacted to the Evil Queen had lingered in his mind.
"She's as strange as her mother," Regina raised an eyebrow, ignoring the urge to ask him what he thought it was about. The child had obviously not been feeling well, that's all there was too it. She couldn't risk asking David if he thought there was something to it and having him realize how desperate she was for a baby of her own. That was a secret she'd take to her grave, so instead of giving him a chance to bring it up she raised onto her knees and crawled over him to straddle his lap, "Now can we quit talking about your ill behaved children?"
"Gladly," David smirked up at her as she sat on his lap, the only thing separating their bodies was the thin cotton of his boxers, "Take your bra off."
"Awful demanding for a hero," She smirked with a raise of her perfectly shaped brow, reaching behind her back to unsnap it and pull it down her arms. Regina knew she had to look better than Snow did naked and she reveled in the way he stared at her body in awe. It made her feel powerful again, having her enemy's husband underneath her practically drooling and dying to fuck her senseless, "I should show you what to do with that mouth of yours."
"I've heard you're quite ruthless with your punishments," He challenged her with heated eyes, easing his back down on the mattress, his abs flexing deliciously as he did so. He was trim and muscular, thick and sturdy, his frame much taller and bigger than her own. The knowledge that he was perfectly capable of flipping her around, picking her up, holding her where he wanted her...it made her ache.
"What are you doing, David?" She asked with a dangerously low tone, pinning his arms down with her knees, running a hand over the top of his hair and gripping it to push his head back flat against the bed, "In bed with your wife's enemy? This won't end well for either of us."
"Who said it has to end?" David groaned, knowing what she was about to do as he reached up to grip her thighs helping her scoot up his body.
"It will end...the newness will wear off and we'll grow tired of each other and realize this was just an extreme case of lust," Regina gasped when he gripped her waist and picked her up, moving her up his body until her knees rested on either side of his head, his arms wrapping around her thighs.
"Regina?" David groaned, looking up at her seeing her toned stomach and her breasts directly above him, "Shut the fuck up," He said before tightening his arms around her thighs pulling her down to sit on his mouth.
"Fuck," She hissed, not expecting him to do or say something so bold, he was a dull hero, after all. "Mmm," She moaned, still sensitive from her orgasm in the kitchen, reaching down to grip his hair as he began to gently move his tongue over her, "You're a bastard."
He only groaned in response, causing delicious vibrations on her clit before he sucked down, making her gasp and reach for the headboard with her free hand to balance herself. She only held back for a moment before realizing what it was exactly that she was doing, what Prince Charming was doing to her. What he wanted to do to her and what threatened to make her lose control. Fucking her enemy's husband was absolutely thrilling and she should've considered it sooner, though she'd never thought of him in that way until the dreams started.
"Mmm," David hummed against her, lapping at her wetness, flicking his tongue over her clit in a way that made her hips jerk as she started to mewl. She smirked down at him as she gripped his hair more tightly, keeping one hand on the headboard to help her as she started to ride his face, pushing and pulling her dripping sex on his mouth.
"Yes," She practically growled when she felt him slip his tongue inside of her, bearing herself down on his chin firmer and grinding on his mouth. Whatever it was between them felt tantric at this point and she realized she'd probably never been this uninhibited with anyone. "Faster," She pleaded, curling her hips, her stomach muscles tightening, eyes closing and her lips parting with breathless cries.
David's eyes watched Regina fuck his tongue intently, feeling himself get painfully hard, "Hurry up, I want you," He withdrew his mouth from her to speak, hearing her huff irritatedly and snap her gaze down at him, prompting him to only smirk, "You heard me," He said before pressing his lips back to her wet ones, sucking down on her clit.
"God!" She groaned, feeling him flatten his tongue against her bundle of nerves as she started to grind again, gradually getting faster until she was panting and purring, "David," She gave a throaty moan when her hips jerked sloppily, spreading her wetness over his stubbled chin as she came hard and rapidly.
"Good girl," He grinned smugly when he gripped her waist and flipped her onto her back, rolling over ontop of her and thrusting himself inside of her fully without giving her time to come down from her first high. Regina's eyes grew wide and she yelped loudly at her sensitivity, pressing her hands against his chest to prevent him from moving for a moment. "Kiss me," He smirked down at her, staying still for the time being to let her adjust.
Who in the hell did he think he was? Regina breathed heavily, her lips parted in surprise as she stared up at him. Her clit was throbbing, her hands pinned down into the mattress by his own. She'd sorely misjudged David Nolan, expecting him to be someone she could easily control. Instead he was throwing her around, taking her with an edge of roughness that made her a blabbering fool. Oddly there was still a gentleness to him, never touching her too roughly, just enough to get her attention. Why did she feel so comfortable with him?
She found herself obeying his order, gripping the back of his neck and pulling him down for a hungry kiss. Regina tasted herself on his mouth, feeling his chin wet with her orgasm when it pressed against her own. It was erotic, intimate, confusing, causing her to wrap her legs around his back and pull him closer to her. He started to move slowly inside of her, one of his hand snaking underneath her and pressing against her lower back, tilting her hips up towards him more. His other hand gripped the headboard, giving him leverage as he rolled himself into her, pressing their bodies together tightly.
David groaned as he caressed her tongue with his own, hitting her with deep and slow strokes. Her nails dug into his neck, her other hand gripping his back as she pushed and pulled with his movements, adding to the friction, "Keep going," She pleaded when he began to thrust against just the right spot, her body already wound tight form her prior orgasm, "Faster."
He let his weight press her into the mattress, increasing the pace of his hips in a way that had her eyes clamping shut when he lifted his mouth from hers and looked down at her. His forehead rested against her own, their lips ghosting over one another's, feeling the breath from her moans and whimpers. Her body started to tense underneath his, her heels digging into his back prompting him to quicken his pace even more, making the headboard he gripped hit the wall behind it, though neither one of them seemed to notice.
Regina couldn't hold her head up, letting it fall in the pillows behind her. Both of her hands grasped his back now, pulling him closer to her when he rocked into her, "David!" She cried out, her body writhing underneath his when she clamped down on him so hard that it nearly pushed him out of her, causing him to groan deeply into her neck and spill himself. David's words played in her head as nothing but their labored breath filled the room. It didn't have to end, did it?
David paced the floor with Violet on his shoulder, desperately trying to get the baby to go to sleep. She'd woken the entire upstairs up crying so Snow had taken Neal to get him back to bed while he'd brought his daughter downstairs to calm her. She was getting fussier each day, waking up in bad moods, crying for unknown reasons and getting more and more resistant towards his wife.
"What is it, baby?" He murmured into her black curls, pacing the floor of the den as he bounced her gently in an attempt to soothe her. At first he thought it was simply because she was teething, but the baby seemed to be disgruntled all of the time, especially considering how good-natured she usually was. He wondered for a moment if Violet was being affected by whatever had been bothering him lately. She did have an unusual reaction to the Evil Queen the couple of times she'd seen her since David's dreams had started. And of course, there was the discovery that Violet had magic of her own.
"What do you want?" He cooed gently, sitting down on the sofa and resting her against his chest. She gazed up at him with big blue eyes brimming with tears, her pouty lip sticking out and her dark brows drawn down over her eyes. Was it crazy to think his daughter could pass for his and the Queen's? He had no clue how that would even be possible but there was something in his gut that made him think of Regina every time he looked at his baby.
Aside from the dark hair, which Regina and Snow shared, Violet looked nothing like Snow. She had his eyes, for sure, but everything else he could somehow link to the Queen. Violet's distinct, dark brows. Her perfectly shaped nose and full lips, even the shape of her eyes reminded him of Regina's. Was he really so obsessed with the Queen that he was seeing her in his daughter? Or did she actually bear the uncanny resemblance that he'd noticed?
David let out a breath, reaching into his jean pocket to pull out his phone, holding his daughter up with his free hand. When Regina had fallen asleep the day before he'd snapped a picture of her in bed before he'd left. She was tangled in the sheets that covered her body, dark hair splayed and the makeup worn off of her face from their lovemaking. If she knew he'd taken the picture she'd incinerate him on the spot, but he couldn't help it, she had looked breathtaking. He was glad he did now, pulling the photo up and zooming in on her face. He glanced between his daughter and the photo of Regina, his heart beginning to pound in his chest. It was unmistakable.
He swallowed the lump that rose in his throat, turning the phone towards his daughter and shaking it in front of her to gain her attention. Violet shifted her gaze down to the phone and went to grab for it like she always did when it was in reach, but when she actually focused on the screen she squealed and his heart stopped. His daughter recognized Regina on three different occasions now. "M-ma!" The baby exclaimed and grabbed the phone from his hands, bringing it close to her face as if she were trying to get the picture's attention, "Mmm-ma!"
David's world spun for a moment, actually feeling light headed before he swallowed hard and tried to process what was going on. Snow was acting strange, he had been dreaming of a life with Regina, his daughter looked exactly like the Queen and he'd begun an affair with the woman who he'd once declared his enemy. A woman who had been dreaming of him, too. The woman who would normally not give him a second glance had been riding him to completion at any moment they could sneak away lately.
But it wasn't just him now that experienced a strong pull towards Regina. His daughter recognized her, had even cried for her. There was no explanation for the sudden feelings he had for the Queen. There was no excuse for his daughter reacting to the woman who looked just like her in that way. Something was not right with their current reality...that much he did know for sure.