Prequel to the previous chapter as requested by a beloved reader: SkinnyEllie
There are moments in life that you will never forget...the taste, remnants of her afternoon coffee on her tongue...the smell, a dank, dangerous scent of her infamous home brewed cider, the lingering traces of arousal floating through the air...the sound, a soft whimpering moving down through the otherwise silent hallways, the click of her heels then muffled by the plush carpet of the stairs, the laboured breathing growing louder as she neared the door left slightly ajar...the feel, her heart pounding violently against her rib cage as if warning her to turn back, to ignore what she already knew was true and save them both the pain...
The sight of...oh god, the sight of pale limbs wrapped around slightly darker skinned thighs, the blonde head thrown back in ecstasy as someone else, not her, pleasured her in their bed...the same bed they had made love in only hours before...the same bed they had cuddled, slept and consoled one another in all their time together...
She couldn't get enough air into her lungs as her legs threatened to collapse from underneath her, hands grappled and scratched at the walls around her trying to gain purchase, support as her mind refused to believe what was right in front of her...she wouldn't, her Emma wouldn't do such a thing to her, wouldn't hurt her, she promised. "You promised..." It came out in a strangled breath but the anguish was enough to carry it through into the sexually heated bedroom next to which she was slumped against the wall.
The creaking of the bed ceased, breathing shallow as both strained their ears for another sound, both hoping that the muffled sobs they were hearing was merely imagined in guilt...the realisation of what they were doing sobering them immediately.
"You promised," this was followed by a pounding, a similar strength to which Emma's heart was pounding in her chest, what had she done? "Oh my god," she cried, bile rising in her throat as she took in the woman above her. The flush to rosy cheeks as Ruby attempted to gather her own breath, "oh my god!" Tears spilling forth now as she scrambled out of the bed, pulling Regina's robe on and tight around herself as she ran from the room, tripping as she went over the figure on the floor.
The taste, the bitter lacing of regret, the remnants of the younger woman on her tongue...the smell, the scent of sex, dirty and sickening, the despair from both parties filling the air of the hallway...the sound, the uncontrolled choking sobs escaping lips held shut by a closed fist, the woman inside the room scrambling to find the clothes thrown in their moment of stupidity...the feel, the lump in her throat threatening to suffocate her where she sat, the words bubbling up from within her aching to spill forth to Regina yet they would do no good...
The sight, oh god, the sight of the crumpled, broken woman before her. The sight of the one person she was supposed to love and protect curled in on herself on the floor as she fought to breathe, fought to pull herself together as agonising jolts of betrayal wracked through her frame... There are moments in life that you will never forget...but oh god, how you wish you could.