Some time had passed and Regina had begun to get used to this different side of her mother. She rarely yelled anymore and when she did she was quick to apologize. She hadn't physically assaulted Regina since that day and while it had made her even more terrified at first she'd begun to relax, she actually found herself wanting to spend more time with her mother, the woman who suddenly thought the world of her.
Cora found that by spending more time with her daughter she was able to gain a better control over the young woman. She was able to get her daughter to practice more of the simpler spells and found that with the right motivation she excelled at the spells she was taught. She'd known from the moment she first held her, her daughter would be capable of great magic, she could feel it pulsing through her veins.
Mother and daughter grew closer and began to form what seemed to be a healthy relationship, but Regina was soon to learn that looks could be deceiving. What had started out as a normal lesson was quickly toeing the line of propriety.
"I don't see why I have to learn this, mother." Regina sighed folding her arms and giving up for the moment.
"You never know when you will need to change into a more appropriate outfit, darling. It could be in the blink of an eye." Cora said firmly and waving her own hand as her gown changed into a thinner light blue dress that clung to her generous curves, the cut almost inappropriate with how much cleavage was showing.
Regina took in her mother's appearance; it was still so amazing to see how magic just came to the woman with ease. Her eyes lingered for a moment on the immodest neckline and felt a small blush rise up in her cheeks and looking away.
"I could never do that, mama. Not like you can." She admitted softly, looking down in shame.
"Of course you can, darling. You can do anything you put your mind to." Cora said firmly, stepping into the girl's personal space and tilting her chin up, just a breath away from her. "Anything…"
Regina looked eyes with her mother's green ones and bit her lip lightly as she realized how close they were, her breath catching in her throat. She shouldn't be feeling this way, her pulse was racing and it was like the air had been stolen from her. What sort of magic was her mother using on her now? She didn't understand why she couldn't look away from her mother's full, red lips. When did she even drop her gaze to them?
Cora noticed where her daughter's gaze had fallen, lingering on her lips and leaned in just that little bit more, pressing their breasts together gently. It took all of her strength to keep from crushing their lips together and letting her hands wander over the curves that had formed on the young woman's body.
"See something you like, my sweet?" She whispered softly, the lust heavy in her voice, unable to keep it out.
Regina's eyes widened, feeling her mother's breasts pressed against her own, a deep blush falling on her cheeks and stumbling backwards, hanging her head down.
"I-I'm sorry, mama. I don't know what came over me."
"I do. It seems that stable boy isn't the only one to catch your eye. I've noticed you as well. You've grown into quite the delectable young woman. Only a blind fool wouldn't notice." Cora said following her with every step back she took and trapping her against a table, hands on either side of her.
"M-mother… what… what are you doing?" She whispered softly as she was pressed back against the table.
The wood was digging into her back but she couldn't care. She had only felt this way when she was with Daniel, she shouldn't feel like this with her mother. It wasn't right, she couldn't understand why her mother was approaching her this way. It had to be some sort of test, or a push to get her to perform the magic.
Her lips had only just brushed against Regina's before she felt the tingle of magic and pulled back feeling a breeze and chuckled, finding her clothes had disappeared entirely with her daughter's attempt with the spell.
"If you wanted me out of my clothes, all you had to do was ask, my love."