Late the next morning, Belle woke wrapped in strong, warm arms, a leg strewn over hers, and her face half covered in messy blonde curls. She was being held from behind by the sheriff, and the comfort of the sensation was not lost on her. 'This is almost the best way to awake, ever.'
Judging by the amount of light coming through the window, Belle guessed that it was sometime around midday, and Ruby would have likely been awoken to open the diner with her grandmother. Snuggling back into Emma, Belle was surrounded by Emma's warmth and scent, and she was content to spend the day exactly where she was.
In her sleep, Emma pulled Belle in tighter to her body and nuzzled into Belle's neck, placing a sleepy kiss on her new mating mark, which sent a shiver down Belle's spine, her arousal instantly awoken. Picking up the scent of her arousal, Emma, being only barely awake, began to grind her hips into Belle, drawing a gasp of pleasure from her lips.
Emma traced her hand down the flat plane of Belle's stomach, tickling lightly as she caressed the soft skin she found. As Belle's fingers tightened on Emma's arm, her nails began to dig in, the slight pain, mixed with pleasure rousing Emma fully from her sleep. Continuing down to lightly cup her heated center, Emma began to nip and suck at the mating mark that was causing such intense responses from her mate. With a responding groan, Belle tipped her head to the side, giving Emma more access to her neck while she relished the sensations running through her body.
As her mate's panting breath grew louder, Emma could feel her own pulse thundering loudly in her ears, and she felt her new instincts beginning to overwhelm her, as they had the night before. "Belle, if you aren't completely sure, we need to slow this down. I'm trying to fight my instincts, but it's really hard not to claim you. I want you so badly right now, but I want our first time to be special, for us, not driven by my wolf's need to be with you." The wolf growled in Emma's head, but she fought to ignore it, wanting Belle to want her in return first. 'She is OURS. Claim her. Please her.'
Belle could hear the internal struggle Emma was experiencing, but she knew she wanted Emma just as much as Emma wanted her. "Baby, I know exactly what I'm doing, what I want, and who I want, so don't you dare stop now." Belle punctuated her statement with a particularly hard grind back into Emma, and finally noticed the extra appendage between her mate's legs. Snaking a hand behind her, she gripped Emma's hard length firmly, making the blonde gasp at the heightened sensations. "What do we have here? I take it this is from your time with Ruby last night?" Squeezing firmly, Belle grinned mischievously at Emma's whimpers of pleasure, before gripping the base and beginning to tug gently when she wasn't immediately answered.
"Y-yes. Sh-she wasn't able to t-tell me pro-properly what she wa-wanted, so I let my ma-magic figure it out." Emma stuttered out, unable to stop her hips from thrusting forward into Belle's grip. She knew the skin where she was gripping Belle's hip would likely be bruised from her tight hold, but as with Ruby the previous evening, she was unable to release her grip.
"Mmmm, Ruby does enjoy being thoroughly fucked. Hard and deep." Her voice dropping to a deep, sultry register that Emma had never thought Belle capable of, her crass words shot desire straight to Emma's core. Belle's hand, still firm and confident, began to slowly pump the full length, pulling another whimper from Emma. "She loves when I use our strap-on to fuck her. I wonder if you will like it too. Have you thought about being pinned under me, while I am fucking you just as hard as you fucked Ruby last night? Would you like that Sherriff? You on your hands a knees while my hips slap into yours, hard enough to bruise?"
The mental image of being on her hands and knees in front of Belle, her hair pulled in her lover's fist, and being rocked by the powerful thrusts of the former princess' hips, had Emma's magical cock twitching in Belle's hand, as her restraint wore thread-bare. Emma's panting breath started to come out in harsh gasps, the level of arousal surging through her body almost too much.
"I think you would love it, being fucked like that. I think I could make you scream for me. I know hearing you scream my name just as you come would have me dripping wet for you." Belle continued her rhythmic pumping as she added, "Just like I am now."
"I-I think, you would enjoy being under me more!" Yanking Belle around to face her, bodies pressed flush against one another, Emma captured her lips in a bruising clash of teeth. "MINE!" both her inner wolf and her body roared at the same time. Her hands found Belle's hips again before wandering quickly up to her breasts. Kneading them roughly, Emma shifted so Belle was pinned beneath her on the bed, still battling her instincts to not push Belle for more than she was ready for.
Belle's legs immediately circled Emma's waist, and her arms wrapped around her neck, while her fingers tangled in blonde hair. With a sharp tug, Belle broke their kiss, locking eyes with Emma, demanding exactly what she wanted from her new mate. "Fuck me."
At the desire Belle was demonstrating, Emma let out a deep growl of arousal and warning, challenging Belle to either submit, or dominate their encounter, if she could. A brief flicker of yellow passed over Belle's eyes, before she lowered her gaze and bared her throat, submitting to Emma. As instinct overtook the last of Emma's mind, she realized that she could hurt Belle in their current position if things got too heated. She needed to move Belle away from her teeth, and keep some distance between them, or her new strength could injure her mate unintentionally. 'Claim her. Please her.'
Emma pulled back, easily breaking Belle's hold, and rolled her onto her stomach, before pulling Belle to her knees roughly. Inhaling deeply, Emma's eyes again began to glow, as she caressed Belle's back and thighs. "As you wish, my mate." Ducking her head, Emma pressed her tongue deeply into the wetness she found at the apex of Belle's legs. A sharp gasp left Belle's mouth as she arched her back further to allow Emma better access in their current position. Bucking back onto Emma's probing tongue, Belle reached back to tangle her fingers in golden locks once again.
Lapping at the sweet, yet tangy taste of her mate, a rumbling growl of approval left Emma's mouth making Belle shudder at the vibrations. Guiding Emma to her clit, Belle tugged Emma's hair again, holding her exactly where she needed her to be. With rough, flat tongued strokes over her clit, Emma pushed Belle quickly towards her peak. Moving back to Belle's entrance, Emma thrust her tongue as deeply as it would go, curling her tongue to gather every drop of wetness she could pull from her amazingly aroused mate.
As Belle's walls began to tighten and flutter around her tongue, Emma quickly pulled back, untangling Belle's fingers from her hair, and gently blew on Belle's overheated sex. Ignoring the whimper from the loss of contact and the cool air, Emma took hold of her cock at the base and lined up the tip with Belle's entrance before she roughly thrust completely inside in one movement.
A brief yelp escaped Belle's lips as she tossed her head back in pleasure and surprise at the sudden intrusion. Holding their position for a moment, Emma allowed Belle to adjust to the size of her. As Belle began to move her hips, Emma's instincts again claimed her. Knowing that Belle was ready, Emma's hand immediately found purchase in the auburn mane, and pulled her back fully into Emma's hips with a rough thrust.
"MINE!" the wolf and woman cried again in unison, as Emma began thrusting shallow but hard thrusts into her mate. 'MINE. OURS. MINE. MINE. MINE.'
"YOURS!" came the immediately screamed reply from Belle, followed by mewls of pleasure at the rough treatment. "YOURS EMMA! YOURS! YOURS! YOURS! FUCK! FUCK! YOURS!"
Quickly snaking her hand around Belle's body, Emma began to frantically rub tight circles around her mate's hardened nub, causing Belle to shake as she fought the tightly winding coil of pleasure building in her groin. "Come with me, mate." Barely out of Emma's mouth, a keening scream was ripped from Belle's throat.
"EMMMAAAAA!"
Feeling her mate's inner walls clamp tightly around her cock, Emma plunged herself in roughly, driving Belle's pleasure higher as her scream cut off to silent suddenly, the pleasure too much for her body. Thrusting deeply a final time, Emma howled out viscously as she came, pulling back on Belle's hair to keep herself fully buried in her mate, both of their bodies tight as bow strings.
As they regained their breaths, gulping large lungful's of air, both women slumped forward, too spent and content to move. Lazily kissing Belle's back and neck, and tenderly nuzzling the mating mark again, Emma lazily waved her hand, her magic briefly flowing over her body, returning it back to her neatly trimmed strip of hair and visibly glistening folds.
"Wow." The lazy remark from Belle, accompanied by an equally lazy grin, was panted into the bed below them. Shifting off Belle and pulling her gently into her side, Emma tucked a lock of hair behind Belle's ear, before kissing her tenderly on her nose. "Emma, that was incredible." Belle, snuggling into her mate's side, rested her head on the shoulder she had claimed the night before as a pillow.
"Yeah… wow." Emma replied back with an equally lazy grin, tossing her head back on the pillow, unable to open her eyes at the moment. "I think we may have been a little loud though." Emma knew she should have cared, but for now, all she could do was grin.
Hearing the noise from the rooms attached to the back of the diner, Ruby turned to the front of the diner as the bell chimed again. 'Could this place get any more packed today?!' Several of the men seated at the counter were visibly aroused, and many of the patrons were blushing at the obvious activities going on upstairs. Granny had turned the radio up loud enough that Ruby couldn't hear the conversations that were going on around, but she didn't need to hear them to know what they were talking about. Looking up, Ruby saw that the new arrival was none other than Snow herself, who stood with her mouth hanging open and doing a magnificent fish impression in the doorway. After a moment, Snow closed her mouth, and a familiar glint began to form in her eyes. "Shit."
Knowing that the woman would likely charge up to the room in some attempt to "save" her daughter, Ruby quickly spoke over the order window to Granny. "Snow is going to lose it in about 2 seconds. Get everyone out of here, stall her, and I will get Emma and Belle presentable. I have a feeling that this could get really messy, really fast."
Frowning at having to close her diner for a second time in as many days, Granny looked at the White Queen, and saw the anger that was forming on her face. Nodding, she began shooing her customers out for the second time in as many days. 'Pups will be working this off for ages.'
At the loudest cry yet from upstairs, the sounds suddenly cut off, much to Granny's relief. "Your Majesty. Could I interest you in a cup of cocoa?"
As Belle and Emma were dozing off, the door to the room was flung open, and a wide eyed Ruby rushed into the room, quickly locking the door behind her. "You two sure as hell picked a great time to be that loud! It was the lunch rush, and the entire diner heard you! Half the town is talking about it. And to top it off, your mother is down there right now, and looks ready to kill whoever you are up here with!"
"SHIT!" Both women immediately scrambled out of bed, looking around frantically, but neither was able to find any clothing in the room. 'Magic.' Calming slightly as the thought registered in her mind, Emma flicked her wrist in the now familiar gesture, clothing both herself and Belle.
Ruby, who had been watching both women move about the room naked, was relieved that they were once again clothed, her eyes reverting from their yellow glow. 'Just being in this room right now is torture. GOD they smell GOOD!' Ruby closed her eyes, attempting to breathe deeply, while ignoring the lingering scent of sex in the air as her wolf senses were in overdrive. Unable to resist, Ruby moved to the women who were now calm. Moving to Emma first, Ruby pulled her into a deep, rough kiss, moulding her body to Emma's as she nipped at the woman's lips, bowing her own back as Emma's hands wrapped around her. Breaking the kiss, she immediately turned and pulled Belle in for the same, bowing the slightly shorter girl back gently. "Don't you ever do that to me again. I almost came just from the sounds you were making, let alone the scent in this room. Jesus! Now I need a change of clothes." She wasn't angry or jealous, just incredibly aroused at the thought of her mates in bed together, their scents coating each other.
Waving her hand again, Emma smirked as she removed Ruby's clothing, leaving her bare before them. Ruby's nipples had peaked immediate at the temperature change, and Emma's eyes turned yellow as her tongue peaked out to wet her lips at the sight. Her eyes still glowing, Emma looked Ruby over with heated intensity, as did Belle, both hungry for their mate. Emma absently noted that the marks her fingers had left the previous night had already healed, leaving Ruby's creamy skin as flawless as ever.
"Unless you want to have your mother storm in here thinking we are killing you, you better poof me back some clothes. I won't be held responsible for traumatizing your mother when she catches us fucking you into a screaming oblivion" Ruby said, her eyes faintly glowing. With a pout, Emma allowed her magic to re-clothe Ruby, Belle whining at the now covered flesh of her love.
"We were really that loud?" Belle asked timidly, blushing deeply at the thought of a full diner hearing them. She hadn't meant to get so carried away, they had just become lost in the moment.
The shy reaction had Emma shaking her head in amusement after witnessing the dirty-talking vixen she had just revealed in her mate. 'The quiet ones always were the best in be.' Emma smiled at the thought and couldn't wait to see just what else the former princess was capable of.
"I'm honestly surprised you still have a voice after that show." Ruby winked at them with a wolfish grin. "Granny had to turn the radio up, twice, and it still didn't cover everything, especially that ending."
Grinning like a Cheshire cat, Emma slipped an arm around Belle's waist, kissing her on the temple. Shaking her head at what Ruby new to be Emma's ego inflating, she continued. "We should really get downstairs and calm Snow down ASAP. I don't know how Granny is stalling her, but I don't think she will last much longer. After you talk to Snow, Granny and I will make you both something to eat. I'm sure you've both worked up an appetite."
Sharing an easy smile, all three women left the room, headed for what they were sure would be the most awkward breakfast conversation ever.
Still in place where Ruby had last seen her, Snow looked ready to tear into whoever walked through the door next. When the trio entered the room a few minutes later, Snow suddenly turned very purple in the face when she saw the happy smiles they were all wearing, noticing Ruby and Emma holding hands while Belle held Emma's arm. "What the HELL is going on here?!"
"Um, we are coming down for breakfast and to see you?" was Emma's mumbled reply. She could smell the fury rolling off of Snow, the woman was practically vibrating with anger. This was not how she had wanted Snow to find out at all.
"You have 3 seconds to start explaining yourself, young lady. Where have you been all night?! And why are you holding Ruby's hand?! And what the hell was all that YELLING?!"
Ignoring her clearly upset mother, Emma turned to Granny, an innocent smile on her face. "Good morning Granny. I hope we haven't been too much trouble this morning. Do you think I could trouble your for some bacon and eggs please? I am starving this morning." Winking at the older woman, Emma continued in a cheeky tone. "Oh, and if there is any more of those steaks from last night, could I please have some of that too?"
Snow sputtered at the attitude her daughter was giving her, which in turn increased her anger even further. Belle noted that Snow's eye had begun to twitch, and knew that Emma's behaviour was only going to further incite her mother. Squeezing Emma's arm, she offered an apologetic smile, and moved to take Ruby's free hand. "Maybe we should help Granny with that breakfast love." It wasn't phrased as a question, and Ruby understood immediately.
"Sure babe, let's go help her out." Ruby had seen Snow angry before, but she had never seen the White Queen look so malevolent before. Emma leaned over and gave Ruby a chaste kiss, quickly repeating it with Belle. After sharing a quick, she leaned in and whispered for only them to hear. "Go. I'll be fine. She's just upset because it's a shock."
"I'm just going to make you some cocoa, and I will be right in to help." Ruby hoped that some privacy would help calm the tension in the air, but also wanted to keep an eye on Snow for as long as possible, her instincts warning her that something was about to happen.
Turning to follow Granny, Belle took a quick glance back, and wondered just how badly Snow was going to take the news, and if she should have stayed to give Emma the added support.
In the dining room, Snow looked very much the color of her name sake. Looking from Emma to Ruby to the now closed kitchen door and back, she seemed to be unable to understand what she had just witnessed transpire between the three women. 'It can't be what it looks like.'
"Have a seat, Snow. There are some things you and I need to discuss." Emma gestured to a nearby table, pulling out a seat for Snow, before taking the opposite for herself. She wasn't sure how Snow would react, but she had dealt with foster parents that had the same look in their eyes, and knew distance wouldn't necessarily be a bad idea right now.
Snow took the offered seat at the closest table, her eye continuing to twitch in time with her heartbeat. Emma waited silently while Ruby made their drinks, knowing that Snow would not speak until they were alone again. When Ruby placed the finished drinks in front of her mate and her long-time friend, perfect cocoa with whipped cream and a dusting of cinnamon, Emma smiled at the attempt of comfort Ruby offered.
"Thanks babe. We will be done in a few minutes, and I will get the breakfast dishes after we eat." Emma said, leaning up for another chaste kiss. Neither woman missed the shocked gasp coming from the other side of the table.
Pulling pans from the wall as Granny asked for them, Belle became lost in her own thoughts. Although she had accepted that they were all mated, she hadn't had time to think about the full scope of their new relationship, and how it would affect their families and friends. She and Ruby had been together exclusively for a year, since Blue had confirmed their true love, but they had only been out to the town for a few months.
There had been a couple of negative reactions when they had been out in public at first, but overall, no one had cared that she and Ruby were together. Her own father had stopped speaking to her when he had found out, after saying he would rather see her with Rumplestiltskin than with another woman, especially a wolf.
Although she had no problem with the physical element of their relationship or their private affection in what she had quickly dubbed "their room" at the inn, Belle did not realize that things would be progressing so quickly in public, at least in front of Snow. She did not know Snow very well, and even though she had never publicly said anything against her relationship with Ruby, Belle would always notice an uncomfortable look on the woman's face when she and Ruby were affectionate in public. Snow seemed to be unable to hide her displeasure, even if it was as simple as holding hands.
Emma had been a great supporter, offering heartfelt congratulations, and always there to support them together and separately with anything that had come up. She had been so thankful that she had grown to know Emma before they had found out, and that they had a deep level of friendship to base things on now.
For Emma's sake, she hoped that Snow would be open-minded, even though she had a feeling that this day would not end well for Emma. But Belle wouldn't hide her relationship with her mates. "Screw 'em all," she whispered with a smirk, mirroring their agreement from the previous evening.
Making her way back to the kitchen, to leave mother and daughter alone to talk, Ruby tried to think back to how Snow reacted when she told her that she and Belle were together. 'What about Peter?' had been her only question, followed by a tight lipped congratulation. It had seemed that Snow had expected Ruby to remain alone forever after the accident, and now was no different.
She knew that Snow did not necessarily approve of homosexuality, (she was royalty, after all), but Ruby didn't think that she would be so obviously upset by the news of Belle being confirmed as her True Love. They had grown further apart since then, no longer spending time together or going out as they had during the curse. It seemed that it was only during public meetings and parties that their paths would cross outside of her being a waitress at the diner. It had broken her heart. But her friendship with Emma had strengthened where her relationship with Snow had weakened, and Ruby had been glad that she had been able to grow closer to Emma, even if it had not been physically.
She knew that she was lucky that wolves typically did not have an issue with same-sex relationships, just as their natural animal counterparts did not either. Granny had simply accepted the news as if she had stated that it was sunny out, and told her to clear table 5, as was her way.
In the Enchanted Forest, it was generally accepted among the commoners that love was love, regardless of gender, although there were some biases based in religion. Among the royals however, it was a very taboo subject. It was a strictly hetero-only club, and if you happened to swing that way, you kept it very, very quiet. 'Heirs had to be born, right?'
Shuddering at the thought, Ruby realized that Snow never really grew up around that kind of acceptance, and even during her time running from the Queen, she was still very judgmental about what she considered right and wrong, normal and abnormal. Everything was all very black and white for her.
Walking through the kitchen door, Ruby knew she may very well lose her friend over this, if she was unaccepting of their relationship. It was very new, but Ruby knew she loved Emma long before, and having the mark from the prophesy only solidified that her love was not misplaced. But Ruby would choose her mates over Snow any day, and knew that Belle and Emma would both do the same, if it came down to it. "Screw 'em all if they can't accept it."
Not waiting for Snow to start the conversation, Emma jumped right into a brief, but full explanation in a single rushed breath. Better to get it out there in one go and then deal with the fallout for everything all at once. "I was accidentally bitten the other night by Ruby and I'm turning into a werewolf. Belle is too, but that was on purpose, because Ruby and I both bit her. Because she asked us to, I mean. And I'm going to be the White Wolf from some other prophecy, there is a mark on my ribs that matches the one from the prophesy that showed up after I was bitten. Oh, and I am mated to both Ruby and Belle, that's part of it too. And according to the prophecy, we have another mate too, but we aren't 100% sure who she is yet. We may know who she is after I almost killed Robin Hood last night for trying to shoot Ruby when we went running together, but I want to figure that out for sure before I say anything because that's a really big thing to drop on someone. Also, the magical explosion was kind of my fault, and yeah, I'm gay. I think that's everything. Any questions?"
Snow inhaled sharply, and then stopped breathing, holding her breath for several seconds, her cheeks turning a deep pink before she began panting, her eye twitching faster with each breath. She was openly glaring at her daughter, but seemed to be unable to speak.
Locking eyes with her clearly overwhelmed mother, Emma took a slow sip of her drink, cocked an eyebrow and said the first thing to come to mind with a light smirk. "Ok then. So how was your night?"