Author's Note : I'm really sorry for the delay, I had a hectic week and no inspiration. We're nearing the end of the story I think, a few more chapters and it'll be over. Anyway, thank you guys for the reviews and the support. Enjoy ;)

The Love Curse

Chapter 7

It had been nearly a month since Regina's last 'sex attack' as Henry liked to call it. She was avoiding him, avoiding thinking of him, avoiding touching him and she was damn good at it. Too good for Henry's taste. Once he's had his mother's mouth on his cock, his own hand was not nearly as satisfactory as it once was. He wanted to provoke another attack but after the lashing he received last time, he knew it would be even worse if he did it again. But he didn't regret last time, he couldn't get the picture of her blood red lips sliding up and down his dick, or the way she licked the remnants of his sperm on her lips after. Great, he was hard again, and his mother surely won't touch him if she's not having one of her 'episodes' as she liked to call it. He preferred not to ask her if she would do it, because he knew the subject embarrassed her to no end.

He sighed and tried to stroke himself, thinking about their last encounter and about how her walls would feel around him. How tight and warm and wet she would be. He came a few minutes later with the less satisfying orgasm he ever had. Once you've tasted – no pun intended – the real thing, the thoughts only were just not enough. He also wondered if she wanted him outside of her attacks because sometimes, she would have that look in her eyes when she looked at him, or how she would act during her attacks like she let go a little because she knew she had the excuse of the curse. He then fell asleep, wondering how he was going to figure out if she really wanted him or not.

The next morning, he still had no clue about how he was going to do that so he asked one of his new friends during recess. "How do you know if a girl is attracted to you without asking her?"

"Wooo, little Henry finally has a girl in sight! Who is it?" Matthew asked. Henry asked him because he was in the next grade and was that guy who seemed to always have a girlfriend.

"I don't really wanna tell right now. But serisouly, how do you know?"

"Ok, ok, keep it a secret if you want, but I'll find out. Anyway, if you wanna know without asking her, the best solution is to date another girl."

"What? How is that supposed to help?" Henry asked confused.

"To make her jealous, idiot!" The bell rang and all the kids went back to class but Henry paid no attention to the rest of his classes. At the end of the day, he decided to follow the advice he received and asked Ava on a "date" or the closest thing to it for a 13 year-old.

The next Saturday, Henry was coming home from his "date" with Ava. She was taking him home since her father had taken them to the movies. He had to fight tooth and nail against Regina for her to agree to this. He had won when he told her he would ask Emma if she didn't say yes and Regina knew that if he did that, Emma would ask why she didn't let him.

As Ava was starting to leave, Henry tugged on her wrist and kissed her, knowing full well that his mother was probably watching them. They stood kissing in front of Regina's door for a few seconds before Henry pulled back and Ava walked back to her father's car.

Henry knew his plan had worked when the door opened before he even had the chance to look for his key and an Evil Queen looking Regina waited for him inside.

Though it was his plan, he wasn't expecting her to look so furious and to be honest, she scared him a little. He swallowed audibly and came in, wincing as she slammed the door behind him. "What the hell were you doing?" She yelled at him.

"Kissing her?" He knew that was a bad idea but he had to push her to her limits.

"I know you were kissing her, I saw you! What were you thinking? Do you know who this girl is?" Not me, she never said.

"Ava?" Playing dumb was apparently a bad idea as he saw the fury in her eyes.

"She's a thief! She's not right for you. I should have let that little harlot die of a sugar coma in that fucking sticky sweet house!"

He knew it was bad because she hardly ever swore - outside of their little sessions, that is. Gotcha. Now she just needs a little push. "Mom, I'm not gonna marry her, I was just having fun. Maybe it's time for me to have a girlfriend."

"Absolutely not! You're mine!" It was the last thing she said before losing all sense of self control, letting almost willingly the curse take over her. She gripped the collar of his shirt and yanked him toward her in a possessive kiss, forcing her tongue down his throat. She then pulled him by his shirt up the stairs to her bedroom. As soon as the door was closed, she started sucking and biting on his neck, leaving marks, claiming him not once thinking about the consequences. Henry knew that his favorite grey and red scarf was in his future but right now he couldn't bring himself to care.

Regina almost ripped his t-shirt trying to get it off of him. It had been a month and lately it had been harder and harder not to think about Henry because she was just so horny. All this pent up sexual frustration led her to this moment. She took off the rest of his clothes and hers as fast as humanly possible before shoving him on the bed.

Henry saw his mother's naked body for the first time and if he wasn't at his hardest then, he sure as hell was now. "So sexy..." He thought out loud before she joined him on the bed. That's when his brain finally caught up and he realised he had stayed passive all this time. She was hovering above him so he leant up and kissed his way down her neck -not leaving marks because she would definitely kill him- to her breasts and sucked a nipple into his mouth.

She moaned and started grinding her soaking wet center on his shaft. One month with no sex was enough foreplay for Regina so she grasped his erection and let it to her entrance where it slid in effortlessly. "Ahhhh, yes..." She started rolling her hips.

Henry couldn't believe how good that felt. Imagining the feeling and living it were to extremely different things. She was even tighter than he thought, he finally understood what the big deal was about and wished it would never stop. That's when he realised he was already embarrassingly close to coming.

Unaware of Henry's struggle, Regina moved her body up down instead of rolling her hips, her hands finding leverage on his chest. She moved faster and faster, impaling herself on his cock, her breasts bouncing freely. She felt him move his hips in rythm with her and his hands move to her nipples "Fuck Henry, yes!"

Henry quickly regretted to put his hands on her breasts because he came inside her pussy less than a minute later. "I'm sorry, mom, I didn't mean to." He told her, embarrassed.

She ignored his apology and move up his body, her knees on either side of his head and descended her cunt on his mouth. Reassured that she wasn't mad, he gripped her thighs and stuck out his tongue, lapping her wetness then wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked. "Hmmm, Henry that feels so good." She rocked her hips against his mouth and moaned loudly. He discovered that Regina was actually loud in bed and that made him harden again.

As Regina was nearing the edge, Henry pressed two fingers inside her. "Fuck, Henry don't stop!" Soon enough, Regina came screaming Henry's name, her juices covering his face. Thank god, they didn't have any close neighbours.

Regina collapsed next to him, panting. Henry, having recovered and hardened fully again, got on top of her. "Let me fuck you?" He asked.

Aroused again by his words, Regina answered quickly, "Gods, yes." She spread her thighs silently telling him he'd better get on with it and fast. He lost no time and positioned himself between her legs, sliding his cock into her once more. "Mom, that's so good. You're so tight and wet." He was never getting enough of this feeling.

As soon as he was into, Regina found her energy again and moved her hips in tandem with his. She gripped his neck and pulled him in for a kiss. She only released him when she was too breathless to continue.

Henry then sat up and palmed her breasts as he sped up his thrusts but hold back a little, afraid to hurt her. "Yes, Henry, fuck me harder. Give me all you got!" She asked for it, he thought and pounded into her as hard as he could, so hard that the the bed was slamming into the wall at each thrust. This only made her moaned louder, arousing him even more. He was going to come again so he slid one of his hands down her body to clit and rubbed fast. "Fuck, yes, don't stop Henry, please don't stop!" She came a moment later, with a loud cry, together with a grunting Henry.

After collapsing on top of her, Henry rolled to her side and cradled her into his arms before they both drifted to sleep, Henry knowing he had the answer to his question.