A/N: Warnings for this chapter...lots of fluff and stuff, some light bondage, oh and magical member. If any of this bothers you please skip to the end of the section and read the just bottom section. I am not quite sure that I got everything that I wanted in this chapter and that it came out the way I wanted it, but I couldn't hold it back any longer.
Chapter 21
Emma stared at her cell phone as she beeped with a message. She looked at the time and then the text. She was happy that Coraline finally decided to let them know that she was okay. She knew that she should have been more worried, but she figured that Coraline was with Will and Will would take care of her. The text that she has gotten earlier in the evening stated that she'd found Will and they were going to talk. This one stated that she'd be home in the morning and that she would want to see the both of them for lunch, preferably somewhere private.
"Everything okay?" Regina asked, rolling over in the bed.
"Yeah, she's good. She'd decided to stay the night and was just letting me know. She'll be back in the morning. She didn't want us to worry," Emma told her.
"Emma…"
"What's wrong, Regina?"
"I'm just wondering about your friend Will."
"What about her?"
"How well do you know her?"
"Well enough, Regina. What is it, really? Something has your on edge?"
"It's nothing," Regina stated.
Emma let her snuggle closer, still not believing that the mayor was a cuddler. She didn't know how to push Regina without making her mad, but she could tell that there was something that she wasn't telling her. She was resolved to get it out of her.
"Gina, what is it?"
"Sheriff, what did I say about calling me that?"
"Then tell me what's wrong, or I call you that and other sweet nicknames until you do."
"I think I know her," Regina stated quickly.
"What do you mean?"
"I think I know who Will is," Regina told her.
"Regina, of course you do. She is my friend and a fellow bounty hunter. I am sure that if you go back and look through the file that you got on my from Sidney that you will see a picture or two of us together. She is from England. She isn't from Boston. She isn't from the Enchanted Forest. She is a good ol' Earthling that happens to care for our daughter," Emma told her.
"It is irrational, I know."
"Then don't worry about it," Emma stated, kissing her behind the ear.
"Emma…"
"What?"
"What are you doing?" she asked huskily.
"Trying to make you not worry," Emma told her as she continued to kiss her down the column of her throat.
"Emma…"
"Yes, my Queen?"
Regina shuttered at her words. She'd never felt more like a queen than she did when she was with Emma. She couldn't believe that it had only been a few weeks since they acknowledged their common admiration for each other. She was still afraid to call it love completely. She didn't want to lose Emma like she had everything else. She knew that she would eventually if they didn't stop the coming Blackness. Coraline had told them as much. Emma dies.
"Regina…stop thinking," Emma told her.
To prove her point, she grabbed Regina's chin with her fingers and turn her head. She made Regina look her in the eye. There was a fire in her azure eyes at they met her chestnut orbs. Regina sighed and licked her lips, causing Emma's eyes to drop to her mouth. It didn't take very long before her mouth followed the decent of her eyes and she kissed her.
It was a kiss meant to make her forget everything, even her name, except the feelings that Emma was extracting from her body. When her tongue entered the kiss, Regina was lost. She gave in to everything that Emma was doing. She wanted the bliss. She wanted the passion. She wanted Emma, preferably naked and wanton, but she knew how to get them both there.
Regina let her dominate the kiss for a while until she'd had enough. She was a queen and she deserved this. She deserved Emma's love, but at that moment, she didn't want sweet and soft. She wanted hard and rough. She bit down on Emma's lip and sucked it into her mouth. She could taste the slight tang and then she realize how hard she'd bitten.
Emma didn't flinch. She went with it. Her body molded itself to Regina's and again, she found her neck. She peppered it with kisses, small bites and her tongue. She felt Regina move beneath her, but she didn't realize what Regina was actually doing.
She moved one leg and wrapped over Emma's, securing her body to her own. Her other leg she moved up on the bed until her foot was flat and she could push off with leverage. She circled her arms around her. As soon as she had her arms tucked in the small of Emma's back, she pushed up with her foot, threw her body weight in the opposite direction and rolled them over until she was on top.
Emma just smiled up at her as soon as her back was on the satin sheets. She reached up and ran her hands through Regina's hair. She would never get enough of touching the enchantress before her and she was perfectly okay with that.
Regina was getting wet. She was willing her body not to grind against Emma, but Emma wasn't going to let get away with it. She raised her leg up just enough that her thigh was brushing across Regina's crotch. She shot forward and away from her legs.
"Not yet, Princess," Regina almost hissed.
Emma fidgeted restlessly underneath her. She wanted more contact. Regina can tell what Emma wants but she wants to take her time and relish in the woman beneath her. Every encounter that they have shared has been Emma pleasuring her. She wanted to show Emma a thing or two.
She quickly pinned Emma's hands above her head. Knowing that Emma is loves to touch her, she decides to take that away from her. She quickly conjures her handcuffs and cuffs her hands to the headboard. Emma didn't realize what was happening until it was too late.
"Regina?"
"Relax, Princess. I am not going to leave you here like this. I just want you to lay back and feel. This is about you. I want you to feel everything that you make me feel. I want you to know what it feels like when you touch me."
"I know what it feels like, Baby. It feels good. I love the way you feel."
"No, Emma, I want you to feel this," Regina told her as she slowly pushed up her tank top to reveal the taught flesh on her abs.
She slowly and deliberately ran her nails back down the skin, causing red lines to appear and Emma to hiss at the sensation. She looked to her face and watched Emma's expressions. She wanted to make sure that she wasn't hurting her and that Emma liked what she was doing. Emma just smiled up at her, licking her lips like she was dreaming of Regina's taste.
Damn, she is insatiable, Regina thought to herself. She couldn't fault Emma though. The more and more that she got to touch Emma, the more and more she wanted to continue to do so.
She ran her hands back up Emma's torso. She felt her flesh squirming beneath her fingers and palms. She didn't stop until she was on her bra. Her desire overwhelmed her. She wanted to see Emma naked, but realized too late that she would be able to full undress her now that she was cuffed. She made a noise of discontent and grabbed at Emma's tank.
The fabric tore in two. Emma gasped and then moaned, as Regina shredded the material that she was once wearing. Once the offending white tank top was gone, Regina worked on the bra. She didn't tear it off her like she wanted. Instead, she pulled it up her arms and balled as best she could into Emma's hands.
"Don't let go," Regina commanded her.
"Yes, my Queen," Emma replied.
Regina looked up at her eyes, only to find that there was very little blue left. There were so blown with lust and desire that Regina had a hard time looking away from them. She leaned forward and kissed her, hard. Their mutual desire was hard to hide. And, the longer that Regina was around Emma, the more she didn't care to hide it.
She felt Emma pull on her arms. She knew that Emma was slightly out of it from her lustful haze, but she also knew that she wanted to touch Regina and badly. She gave her a wickedly carnal grin before she leaned down to kiss her throat again.
Emma mewed at the contact. She knew that Regina could make her come with just her touch if she so desired. The way that Regina played her body was like that of a master instrumentalist. She made Emma make sounds that she didn't know she could and loved her in ways Emma had never thought of. She didn't mind it. She enjoyed it because she knew that Regina was hers.
She pulled on the skin above her pulse point and sucked it in. She was going to mark her and let everyone know that Emma was hers. It was a simple gesture, but for Regina it spoke volumes. It alluded to her past as the Evil Queen, her novelty as a lover, and that Emma chose her, too. When she was happy with the amount of time and the darkness of the developing bruise, she let the skin go with a pop.
Her hands were everywhere on Emma. She couldn't touch her enough. She loved the way Emma's body responded to her touch. She couldn't help but melting every time she heard Emma's pent up breath be released. She watched her muscle strain and pull as she delicately touched her. There was a softness in her touch and a want to worship the Savior's body.
"Regina…"
"Yes, Princess?" she asked coyly.
"Please…"
"Already begging, Dear? I haven't even really begun. My, my, Princess, eager?"
"I want to touch you," she managed to breath out between pants.
Regina's hands didn't let up, constantly touching, constantly brushing, but never giving Emma anything to hold on to long enough. She looked up into Emma's eyes and held them. She knew what Emma needed. Her body was screaming for a release, but Regina wanted to prolong it. Emma moaned and writhed, but she still didn't give in.
"Regina….please…."
The second time she begged, Regina decided to give her something…more. She waved on hand over her White Knight's lower body and Emma's clothes were gone. She heard more than she felt the sharp intake of breath from Emma as her hands found her now bare hips. She wouldn't let go of Emma's gaze. She held it, pinning Emma in that position as her hands worked their way down.
She studied the blue green sliver of irises. She memorized how her pupils contracted and blew up with each stroke of her hands. She watched the spell she was casting with their bodies and she enjoyed every delicious second of it. She never knew that it could be this pleasurable to take someone, especially like this, being in love with them.
Her hand ghosted down over Emma's hip to her thigh. There was a sharp in-take of breath and a small buck. Emma jerked against the cuffs and the headboard. She pulled and pulled, silently hoping that she would break the slate in the headboard. She wanted her hands on Regina's sinfully exquisite body.
She almost succeeded in breaking the board when suddenly Regina filled her to the hilt with two fingers. There was no preamble. There was no warning. There was just complete fulfillment and it was glorious.
A scream tore through Emma's throat as she felt Regina start to move her fingers inside her. Then, she started a brutal pace of pounding her mound. Another scream of pleasure followed the second one, as Regina finally broke her gaze to bite at a nipple. The scream was followed by a sharp inhalation and a hissed out breath. Regina released the breast and returned her eyes to hers. The question she couldn't voice burning in emotion in her mahogany eyes.
"No, Regina, you didn't hurt me…"
"I'm sorry…"
"It just surprised me..."
"…Should have warned you that I can be a little rough…"
"There is nothing wrong with that…"
"…Didn't mean to hurt you…" Regina told her still moving her fingers below.
"…Don't stop…Please…Regina…"
Emma's body bucked up off the bed. Her arms ached at the unusual sensation due to their location. Her body strained for more contact and Regina denied it. She held herself near, but wouldn't allow Emma full contact. She knew that she was desperately craving it.
"Regina….please…more…"
Regina just smiled at her and wiggled her fingers. Emma's body suddenly felt fuller. She didn't think it was possible, and she'd never honestly thought about have "magical" sex with Regina. She knew that the older woman was using magic now to fill her.
"Oh, God…"
"Your majesty will do," Regina teased her, pumping inside her harder.
"Re….re….re…GINA!" Emma shouted from somewhere deep within as her body exploded.
Regina leaned over and decided to kiss her. She thrust her tongue inside her mouth and tasted everything. She molded her body to hers in that moment and pushed her down as each buck threatened to lift the both completely off the bed. She never stopped moving her fingers, but she pulled back just enough to catch that leathery spot. Two slow and deep strokes against it were all it took to make her climax again.
Emma blinked. She sucked in air like she was drowning. She tried to pull on the headboard again, but her strength and sated body failed her in the attempt. She couldn't find any leverage, either. Her heart was ready to burst and she wanted her again. She didn't understand it. She had never come that much before, with any lover, and within minutes, Regina had pulled three large orgasms from her body with just her stroke.
"No…tongue…fingers...more…please…." Emma tried to pull together a coherent thought.
Regina stilled her fingers. She pulled them out of the wetness that she had created. She looked at the essence on her hand and brought it to her mouth. She knew that Emma tasted good, but this was like ambrosia for her. She wanted more. She didn't care that Emma might actually pass out. It actually gave her something to strive for. She wanted to make Emma feel so much that she couldn't contain her own consciousness anymore.
In a moment of pure inspiration, Regina kissed her way down Emma's torso. She stopped around her hips and bit slightly. She chuckled as Emma started moving trying to get her lips on her core. She knew that she wouldn't be able to keep Emma still with as aroused as she was. So in another inspirational moment, she conjured some silk ties at the end of the bed. She called them to her hands and elegantly tied them to Emma's ankles. Once she was bound, Regina sat back on her heels and admired her naked master piece.
"Regina?"
"Yes, Sheriff?" she replied, cocking her eyebrow at Emma.
"What are you doing?"
"Enjoying my work," she answered.
"Please…."
"What do you want, Princess?"
"You!"
"Is that all?" Regina asked, still teasing.
Her hands found Emma's knees. She slowly started stroking up her legs, letting her thumbs wonder close but never getting close enough. Emma whimpered and growled in hopes that it would spur Regina forward. It didn't. Regina decided to take her time in admiring her body. She wanted to what spots caused Emma to cry out, which spots caused her to whimper, and which spots caused her to move.
She raked her eyes over the pale flesh before her, drinking up every inch of Emma's toned, lithe form. Emma felt like she was actually touching her with her eyes. She pulled on the cuffs and pulled with her legs. She was desperately searching for some contact, but Regina wouldn't give it to her. She was enjoying herself too much.
Finally, Regina's need to touch her and claim Emma's body came over Regina. She leaned forward and blew against her wet core. Emma wiggled and giggled.
"That makes you laugh?"
"It is cold and tickles," Emma answered.
"What about this?" Regina asked, slightly raking her nails, softly, down her legs.
"That too," Emma stated pulling hard at her restraints.
"Hmmm…" Regina replied as she got closer to Emma's center.
"Please…majesty…take me…" Emma stated in choked breaths.
"Since you ask so nicely," Regina replied, leaning into Emma more.
Her lips closed around her clit and she sucked. Emma pulled on the restraints as much as her muscles and they would let her. Her ass came off the bed. Regina reached up and grasped a breast with her hand. She dug her fingers into the flesh there and forced Emma back on the bed.
When Emma finally settled, Regina moved her lips down. She devoured every inch of her, licking, tasting, and humming. Each new touch or sensation was causing Emma to buck and move as much as Regina would let her between the restraints and the hand grasping her breast.
She would let Emma get close and then she would pull back. She wanted this to last. She wanted her positively sated and quivering when she finally let Emma come.
"Re…gina?"
She looked up Emma's torso and met her emerald eyes. The look of need and desperation caused her to let go of her prize in her mouth and pull back. She sat her glistening chin on the top of Emma's mound and stared up at her.
"Yes, Princess?"
"Please…"
"Please what, Emma?"
"Please…"
"What is it that you need?" Regina asked, already knowing the answer.
"Please…"
"Use your words, Princess," she teased.
"Can I please come, your majesty?" Emma managed to say with strength she didn't know she still had at that moment.
Regina knew she was so close that if she gave her permission she might just come at her command. As much as that would delight her, Regina didn't want that. She wanted to taste it.
"You will wait until I allow it," Regina told her as she resumed her position.
She flicked her tongue against Emma's clit. She was rewarded with a groan that turned in a deep whimper. She knew that Emma would be sore. She knew that Emma needed it, so she decided to relent just a little. She let go of her clit with her lips just long enough to say four words.
"Come for me, Emma."
And, she did. Regina savored every drop. She moaned as Emma writhed under her tongue.
"Stop…stop…please…."
"Too much, Dear?"
"Yes…"
"But, I had so many other plans for you tonight," Regina stated teasingly.
"It'll…it'll…have to…have to…wait," she panted.
"As you wish, Dear."
"You like me like this, don't you?" Emma asked after catching her breath.
"Like what, Sheriff?"
"On my back, splayed open, and at your mercy," she replied.
"Only if you do, too, Princess," Regina stated as she climbed up Emma's body and cocked an eyebrow as she smirked.
"I can't say that I didn't enjoy it. That was…. I don't even have words for that," Emma said.
"I've made the sheriff speechless."
"Oh, stop…now let me go."
"Oh and why would I want to do that, Dear."
"Because you want me to take you now," Emma stated emphatically.
Regina smiled down at her and waved her hands. The cuffs unlocked. The silk strands untied themselves. Regina was now completely naked.
"And, how shall you take me?"
"However Her Majesty requires?"
Regina chuckled slightly and leaned down for a kiss. Her arms ran up Emma's to her wrists. She didn't need to see her own hands glow with a slight reddish purple tint as she eased the pain in Emma's hands. As the pain subsided, Emma curled her fingers into Regina's and held her hands there. She craved the contact of her skin against her body and this way she could kiss Regina and keep her in place.
Emma finally released her hands, but not her mouth. She thrust her tongue making Regina part her lips in a feral moan. Emma could taste herself on Regina's tongue and lips. She didn't know why that made her wet all over again, but she could feel her core filling with delicious need.
"And, what if my proclivities aren't something that you are willing to do?" Regina asked.
"It is my duty to please the Queen. You are my Queen. What do you require?"
Regina sat back on Emma's hips and stared down at her. There were so many things that she could say or do in that moment, but she held her tongue. And, she knew why. The main reason was she scared of her past and what doing something that she used to do might cause her to do in the here and now. She'd put the Evil Queen to rest, so to speak, but she was afraid that some of her more risqué adventures would cause more harm than good.
Emma watched her. She could tell that Regina was really weighing her options. But, she had no true idea what Regina could be thinking of that would be so bad that she couldn't voice it. She wondered what sort of kink Regina was really into. She'd gotten firsthand knowledge of some light bondage, but Emma could only guess how much deeper it could go.
"You don't know what you are saying," Regina warned her, eyes black as coal with desire.
"I do."
"Emma…" Regina warned again.
"What is it that you want me to do, Regina? Just ask me. If I am not comfortable, I'll tell you."
Regina just watched her. There was so much love shining in her eyes that Regina was overwhelmed. She couldn't believe that Emma was really her happy ending. She did believe that she would have ever have a love like this with anyone. She wanted it with Robin, but it wasn't really ever meant to be. Emma was everything she'd always wanted and more.
Emma just lay there staring up into her beautiful mahogany eyes and waited for her answer. She could see Regina becoming overcome with emotion and to help her, Emma started running her hands over her hips in a silent gesture of love and comfort. The simplicity and softness of the gesture broke some of Regina's walls and she began to cry.
"Don't cry, Regina."
"I can't…"
"I love you."
"I love you, too," Regina replied.
"Tell me what's wrong, love?"
"I can't…"
"Just try," Emma suggested, not once taking her eyes from Regina's.
"I don't deserve your…"
"Stop. Just stop right there. I don't even care what you thought you were going to say. You deserve a happy ending just like everyone else. The sooner you stop fighting it, the sooner we can have it, together," Emma told her.
"Emma…"
"No, Regina. Just no. Now, I am going to love on you."
"Emma…"
"Now, my Queen, what would you like?"
"Emma…"
"Shh…" Emma told her, reaching up and putting her fingers on Regina's lips. "What do you need, love? Would you like my mouth? My fingers? Something more?"
Regina reached down and touched Emma's cheek. The gesture was purely loving and soft. The importance of it wasn't lost on Regina. She knew that she could soft with Emma. She could be free with her. Emma gave her an outlet that she hadn't had since…Daniel and that scared her beyond her wildest imagination. She felt her love swelling inside her.
"Regina?" Emma asked, trying to bring her back from her thoughts.
"Do you trust me?"
"Yes?" Emma replied in question wondering where Regina was going to go with this.
Regina lay down on her body. She needed to feel the closeness of her skin. Emma immediately wrapped her hands around her body. Her fingers traced patterns on Regina's back and she finally felt the brunette relax against her.
Emma felt a strange stirring in her stomach. She didn't know why, but she needed to be inside Regina. She needed to make her feel the same passion that Regina had given her. Her libido spiked and she kissed Regina hard.
Regina moaned into the kiss. Emma took that as permission to deepen the kiss. She didn't know what Regina wanted, besides love, but she was going to give her the love that she knew how to give. She kissed Regina, again, nibbling on her bottom lip. She opened her mouth and Emma thrust her tongue inside. Regina immediately pushed her tongue into Emma's mouth. They fought for the dominance of the kiss, neither one wanting to cede control.
Emma felt Regina move against her. She took the chance to move their positions. She hooked her leg around Regina's and flipped them. She looked down at Regina's face and something moved inside her. She aligned herself with Regina and kissed her neck. She slowly kissed her from ear to shoulder, taking her time to nibble and bite. She wasn't as forceful as Regina had been with her and she hadn't marked her, either.
She knew that Regina like the tipping point between pleasure and pain, but she didn't want to push her today. No, this time was all about pleasure. There first encounter had been to show Regina that she cared, and all it did was make Emma want more of her. The adventures in bed had been standard by Emma's definitions because she didn't want to push Regina. She knew that Regina would freak out so she was letting things between them go at her pace. Regina knew she was doing this, and in her own way, thanked Emma. Tonight's activities being one of the ways she was thanking her.
Regina had pushed Emma tonight, to see how far she would let Regina go. The light bondage had been an amusing and quick kinky twist into what Regina like when she had sex. But, she knew Emma was different. Emma was her True Love. She didn't need the kink to get off with her. She just needed Emma, and she hoped that Emma understood that.
"God, Regina, you are so beautiful," she mumbled as she continued to kiss her, making her way across her clavicle from one shoulder to the other.
She kissed up Regina's shoulder to her other ear. When she got to that spot just behind her ear, she kissed it, tonguing it slightly and eliciting a moan. Emma bit down on her ear lobe and she felt Regina moving beneath her.
They could both feel the magic between them. It was palpable and thick. Emma had no idea what it meant, but she decided to go with it. She knew that when she made magic with Regina good things happened. She just assumed that good things were going to be now happing in the bed between them and that is all she wanted.
Regina's hands moved down Emma's back and to her hips as she spread her legs further apart. This allowed Emma to mesh their cores together and start a slow grind. As their bodies moved against each other, Regina gasped. She felt something on Emma change and move. Her hands moved up Emma's side and she pulled Emma's head to look at her.
"Emma…"
"What is it?"
"Do you know what we are doing?"
"Umm…I thought it was obvious," Emma questioned as she continued to grind against her.
"Do you not feel it?"
"Feel what?"
"The magic between us," Regina stated.
"Regina, I've felt that for years," Emma replied and leaned back down to take a nipple in her mouth, sucking it gently, lavishing it with her tongue before biting it and pulling back up.
Regina moaned and whimpered at the contact. She loved what Emma was doing to her body, but she wondered about what was happening between them. There was so much that she hadn't studied about True Love and the fact that Coraline was born from it. She wasn't afraid of it. She wanted it and she wanted it with Emma. It was in that moment that she realized that she loved Emma completely and would do anything for her.
She felt some stirrings between them and this time she knew that Emma felt it, too. Emma stopped kissing her to pull back and study her eyes. She was looking for answers from Regina to questions that she didn't know she had until that moment. A slow and happy smile crossed her lips when she found all the love that they both had for each other reflected back at her.
Regina needed to touch her. She needed feel Emma, raw and powerful, inside her, around her, on her. She needed Emma more in that moment than she thought possible. She snuck on hand down from Emma's hip to her stomach. She felt the tension knotting her muscles and she lightly scrapped her blunted nails over Emma's porcelain skin.
"Regina…."
As her hand made it is way further south, Regina felt warmth gathering between them. She felt her own blood pooling, dragging all thought to the one spot that needed Emma's touch. She wasn't prepared for the sudden shift in Emma's weight, but there was suddenly a delicious throbbing against her and it was pulsing. She wanted to touch Emma so badly that she continued moving downward until she had Emma in her hands.
They both gasped as Regina wrapped her fingers around Emma. And, that is when they both knew that something had happened. Emma held herself up somewhat and they both looked down their bodies. Regina moved her hand in disbelief. As she stroked Emma, her eyes closed and she relished in the feelings that Regina's hand was causing.
Finally, Regina stopped and Emma managed to squeak out, "Is that…?"
"It would appear so, Dear."
"But, how?"
"Magic?"
"Is this how…Coraline?"
"I don't know, but it would seem that it could be possible," Regina mused, still stroking her.
"God, Regina, I can't think with you doing that."
"Who said anything about you thinking right now?" Regina teased her.
"Do you want this?" Emma asked, still holding herself up while looking down her body in disbelief as Regina held her, touched her.
"I want you, Emma, more than I've wanted anything in my life."
"I don't know how this happened, but we can wait. We don't have to do this. I don't want you to fill pressured into anything. It's just that…I…ah…" Emma tried to tell her, but Regina started stroking her harder making her forget what she was trying to say.
Regina leaned up and kissed her. There was a softness in her touch that Emma couldn't understand. Her senses were on overload. Her body was on fire. And, Regina still hadn't let her go, but was continually stroking her and moaning. Emma dropped her head and bent her elbows. She didn't know how much longer she would be able to with stand Regina's touch without coming again or how much longer she could hold herself up.
Regina grabbed her back with hand and pulled her back down. As Emma's body moved forward, Regina guided her other hand until Emma was against her. Spreading her legs and wrapping them around Emma's waist, she used her heels to push Emma home against her. She growled into Emma's ear, which had falling beside her mouth. She turned her head slightly and bit down on Emma's earlobe. When Emma gasped at the contact at her ear and the her body aligned with Regina's perfectly, Regina surged her hips upwards, rocking into her.
"By all that is Holy, woman!" Emma screamed as Regina's body swallowed her whole.
"Fuck me, Emma…"
Emma pulled up just enough to see her eyes. She knew what Regina wanted and she wanted to give it to her. Tonight, they would make Coraline…Remy…their daughter…true love together.
"Okay, okay…wait a minute."
"What else do you want me to tell you?" Will asked her.
"So, my grandmother gave you to my mother as a wedding present and you were just okay with that? You didn't care that you were property? Why?"
"That is what Vulcannonians did. We aligned ourselves with the royal families of the Enchanted Forest. It was a way that we could find purpose with our…unusually long lives. Sometimes one Vulcannonian would serve multiple masters, from father to son to son to daughter, and so on. It didn't bother us because it was in our nature."
"But Snow gave you to Regina."
"I agreed to the transfer."
"And had you not?" Will asked.
"It wouldn't have happened."
"You actually had a say in it?"
"Yes, we all did. We never entered into a contract without our consent. There was too much at stake for us and for those we are to protect," Will told her.
"So what does that mean for you?"
"What do you mean?" Will asked her.
"If you were contractually attached to my mother, how did you leave?"
"I made a deal with the devil."
"Gold…"
"Who?"
"I think you know him better as Rumpelstiltskin. In town everyone just calls him Rumple Gold. He is the king of deals. If you made a deal with the devil, I am going to assume that it was with him. Was it?" Coraline asked her.
"It was."
"Was it worth the outcome?"
"I don't know."
"Why not?"
"Because I didn't get what I was promised."
"Which was what exactly?"
"I asked to be sent to a world without magic."
"Why?"
"Because without magic…"
"You could be free?" Coraline asked her.
"In a manner of speaking, yes."
"Was my mother really that terrible when she was the Evil Queen?"
"No…I don't know. I knew her before that. To be honest with you, I really just need to talk to your Mom. I owe her…an explanation, among other things. Do you think that she will want to talk to me?" Will asked her.
"I am sure that she will."
"Why is that?"
"Because she is going to the fear of whatever gods you deem holy in you for hurting me."
"Does she know that we…?"
"No, she doesn't, but I am sure that Emma suspects it. I talked with her back in Boston. She could tell that you were running, but she didn't know why either. Both of us have that built-in lie detector. She gave me some really good advice, too," Coraline stated.
"Can I ask you a question?"
"You just did, but sure."
"Why did you really come to Boston?" Will asked her.
"I was looking for you."
"Why?" Will questioned.
"Because you knew Emma."
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"It is a long and complicated story, but I owe you some truths, too," Coraline replied.
"Like what?"
"Emma is my other mother."
"Your what?" Will inquired.
"Emma and Regina are both my mothers. Like Emma, I am the product of True Love. They made me somehow magically or something. I am their daughter. I possess the capabilities of them both. I am physically strong and magically powerful, a master horseman and swordsman. Thanks to your teachings to Snow, I am a master archer, too. But, unlike all of them, I didn't come here because of the Dark Curse. I mean both castings of it. I am from the future."
"The future," Will said in disbelief.
"Yeah, about twenty-five years from now. I haven't even been born yet. My future is dark and lonely. I've come back to learn about my family and to save them."
"Save them?"
"From the Blackness," Coraline stated.
"The Blackness?"
"Yeah, it is something that attacked the Enchanted Forest. It destroyed everything in its wake and corrupted those it kept. It tried to corrupt me, but I cast the spell to come here first."
"What is the Blackness?" Will questioned seriously.
"I don't know."
"I need to speak with your mother."
"Which one?"
"Regina. Now. We need to go back to Storybrooke."
"Like right now?" Coraline asked.
"YES!"
"But, the boundary…I don't know if you can cross it and …"
"Don't worry about that. I'll be fine. We need to go."
"What is it?"
"I need to see the Queen."
"She isn't the Queen anymore," Coraline stated.
"Coraline, she will always be my Queen. I know that you don't understand that, but it is the truth at least until she releases me. I am still bound by law to her. I've avoided her long enough. And, I can't be sure that Rumple hasn't already told her that I've been to Storybrooke."
"What!?"
"I've been to Storybrooke."
"And, you didn't lead with that."
"It wasn't important at the time."
"It wasn't important… What the fuck is actually wrong with you? Why didn't you tell me that you could cross when I got here? Is that why you agreed to come back with me, because you knew that you could?" Coraline questioned.
"There is a lot that I haven't told you, Coraline. And, a lot that I cannot tell you, at least until I talk with your mother. As for not telling you that I could cross, I wasn't sure that you really wanted me to come back there with you. If you didn't, I was going to respect your wishes and leave after I spoke with your mother and regained my freedom," Will explained.
"Why do you need her freedom?"
"Because I feel a pull towards her now that I know she is here. As long as I know that she is in Storybrooke and in this realm, I will feel a draw towards her. I cannot escape that. It is hard to explain the relationship between us. Other than that, there was something else pulling me to your little slice of Maine," Will stated.
"Yeah and what is that?"
"You, Coraline, it is you."