More Than She Wanted

-He gets his wits from his mother:

,,Be careful," Regina warns mock sternly.

,,I am being careful!"

,,Are you?" Regina teases but nevertheless arches her back into the touch.

,,Of course I am," Maleficent huffs mock insulted.

,,I know. I'm just teasing you, my dear. But they are very tender."

,,Mmm, better be extra careful then," Maleficent murmurs huskily and continues to tease Regina's nipple with her fingertips.

Regina moans and arches her back into the touch. Her all day long morning sickness is finally starting to happen only in the morning, which means that her and Mal can do… other things.

,,You don't have to be that careful," she moan-complains. Maleficent is barely touching her, and it's terribly aggravating.

,,You said I did."

,,I was just teasing you for god's sake! In…" Regina quickly consults her watch ,,…Two hours Henry's coming home, and it would be a terrible shame not to make the most of our time alone."

,,That it would," Maleficent quickly agrees with her and finally closes her lips around Regina's nipple.

Regina moans again, and the way Mal is gently sucking and licking has her clutching at the dragons back to keep her in place. After not feeling good for ages, this is absolute heaven, and just a tiny bit sinful. It's only five in the afternoon and they are already in bed. What a disgrace.

But it doesn't really matter. Nothing really matters now when Mal slides her hand down Regina's body and in between her slightly parted legs.

Regina parts her legs further, allowing Mal to slide a finger through her growing wetness. Maleficent is touching her so well, and Regina's moans goes a little sharper when the blonde finds her clit and flicks it between her fingers.

,,Oh god…"

,,Is that nice my beauty?"

,,Mhmm," Regina pants out as her hips twitches slightly.

Maleficent continues to flick her clit between her fingers, pinch it lightly and finally rubbing the sensitive bundle of nerves in earnest.

Regina finds herself to be shockingly close already. How is it even possible? Maleficent has barely touched her, and she's already thrashing in the bed and fisting the bedsheets between her fingers.

Maleficent's index finger is still probing around her entrance, and Regina has to bite her tongue not to beg her wife to just do it already.

Another moan spills from her lips as Mal very slowly slides a finger inside her. Regina's hips almost elevates of the bed. ,,Yes!" she hisses quietly. She isn't sure why she's being quiet. She doesn't have to. Henry isn't here. Maybe it's just a habit.

She rocks her hips slightly to meet Mal's thrusts, and it doesn't take long before they have built up a fast and steady pace.

Maleficent adds a second finger, and Regina could have sworn the entire room is on fire. She's so close now. It's only a matter of time before...

A screeching sound completely disrupts their rhythm, and it takes a second or so before Regina realizes that it's in fact her phone that's ringing.

,,Ignore it," Maleficent warns and continues her quick and hard thrusts.

,,I am ignoring it," Regina breathes back and bites her lip in pleasure as Mal gives her clit another pinch.

The phone however, continues to ring, and it's getting increasingly harder to ignore the insistent screeching sound coming from it.

,,Better hurry then," Mal teases, and Regina shrieks as she, without much warning plunges a third finger into her and quickens her pace. Her hard thrusts and her relentless attention on Regina's clit is the perfect combination, and Regina tumbles over the edge with a shout.

And the phone is still ringing. Unbelievable.

,,You better answer that, darling. I don't think whoever it is will stop anytime soon," Maleficent teases as she nonchalantly sucks her fingers clean.

,,Give me a second," Regina breathes. Her brain is completely clouded with arousal, and she can barely speak. Let alone answer the phone.

,,Do you want me to answer it?"

,,No, no. I got it," Regina replies and props herself up on her elbows. She scrambles after the phone, and finally finds it.

,,Hello?"

,,Hi Regina!"

Regina cringes when she hears who the caller is. She never should have answered that damn phone.

,,Snow White. How may I help you?" she says somewhat strained, and Maleficent bursts out laughing behind her.

Snow rambles on about a new proposition. Something about wanting to replace several furniture's at the school, and buying new computers. The one's they have at the school are terribly outdated, and several of the students has been complaining about not being able to do their homework properly because of it.

Regina tries her best to listen and comment on everything that Snow is saying, but it is slightly... difficult, shall we say, when her wife is currently planting soft kisses all over her shoulders and upper back.

Snow continues to chat on. Now about David and his work at the animal shelter, and about Emma and the recent problems with Nottingham. Then she rambles on about Neal and how she's exhausted from running after him all the time. And all the time, Mal is still deeply engaged in peppering Regina's back with kisses. Snow White continues to keep Regina on the phone, and Mal's patience is obviously wearing thin for she says:

,,Regina dear, I'm trying to create a certain vibe here, and you being on the phone is not really helping."

Regina nearly drops the phone and stares at her sometimes-too-cheeky-for-her-own-good-wife. And there's no doubt that Snow has heard every word Mal just said. The line goes completely silent, and then the princess says:

,,Is this a bad time?"

,,Yes," Regina says through gritted teeth. Maleficent is now kissing her lower back. ,,I'll.. I'll call you back later, alright? Bye." She doesn't really give Snow a chance to say goodbye before she hangs up and turns to her grinning wife:

,,You are out of your mind."

,,I have been out of my mind for a while, my darling."

,,Snow White heard you."

,,I know she did."

,,I think you just made my morning sickness come back."

,,What a pity," Mal says with a great amount of mock sadness in her voice. ,,I had such lovely plans for you."

,,Care to share them with me?" Regina inquires.

,,Oh yes!" Maleficent purrs and catches Regina's earlobe between her teeth.

,,So, where were we?"

,,I think we were something like…" Maleficent gently flips Regina so she's lying on her back again, and the dragon gives her breast a soft squeeze. ,,Here."

By some miracle they are both dressed, done up and decent when Henry comes home. The teenager eagerly chats on about his weekend with Emma and Killian and how Killian offered to take him and Violet sailing on the Jolly Roger.

,,That's sounds lovely Henry. Do you mind taking out the trash before dinner?"

The teenager rolls his eyes dramatically at his mother who just gave him a chore, but nevertheless he grins and runs along to collect the trash.

Regina can hear Mal talking with Lily over the phone in the bedroom, and takes the opportunity to eat another mint drop. She's slightly nauseous again. Not much. Just a twinge. She'll manage it without throwing up this time.

While Henry is taking out the trash and Maleficent is on the phone with Lily, Regina decides that she might as well start dinner. After vomiting for two weeks straight, she has truly learned to appreciate to make dinner, and to eat dinner. It doesn't take her long to make lasagna and pop it into the oven. Soon after, the smell of garlic and tomatoes fills the kitchen, and Regina finds that it smells absolutely delicious. She wonders if this is another craving. It seems a bit self-centered to crave her own lasagna.

Before she actually starts to drool over the smell of her own lasagna, she is joined in the kitchen by Henry and Maleficent who both sniffs appreciatively. Not just her then. The lasagna does in fact smell good.

She notices that Henry keeps looking at her during dinner. Well, not exactly looking, more like stealing glances, for every time she catches his eyes upon her, he promptly looks down and concentrates on his food.

Maleficent doesn't seem to notice it, but Regina knows her son. She knows that there's something on his mind. But she also knows that he has reached a certain age, where he doesn't find it necessary to blurt things out during dinner. She wonders what's going on in his head. Hopefully it isn't anything serious. Could Emma and Killian have problems? Is that why Henry seems so quiet? Or is it something with Violet? Oh, dear god, what if they have broken up? Regina knows that teenage love often doesn't last, but she dearly hopes that it isn't that. The thought about her son being heartbroken is just too horrible.

,,Is everything alright, honey?" she inquires with a frown.

Henry nods and gives her another look.

,,Are you sure? You seem a little quiet tonight," Regina observes and takes another bite of the lasagna.

,,Everything is fine, mom. Are you alright?" the teenager asks, and there's something in the way he says it that makes Regina frown deeper.

,,Yes of course I'm alright," she assures him.

,,I'm glad you're not sick anymore."

,,Me too," she replies and Henry flashes her a smile.

They continue the dinner and chit chat about everything and nothing, but Regina is still certain that her teenage son is looking at her when she's looking away. She's tempted to ask him one more time in an attempt to make him talk about what's bothering him, but she doesn't. Instead she just wonders in silence.

,,Did Henry seem a little off to you tonight?" she asks Mal a little while later when Henry has gone upstairs.

,,Not really," Mal shrugs as they help each other with washing the dishes. ,,I think he was just being teenage moody."

,,Hmm." Regina isn't convinced. ,,I could have sworn he was staring me down through dinner."

,,I think you are being a little paranoid, my dear," Mal teases lightly and wipes another plate clean.

,,Perhaps. But I got the feeling that something was bothering him, and it bothers me when he doesn't want to talk to me about it!"

,,Regina, my darling, I hate to break it to you, but your son is sixteen years old, almost seventeen, you can't expect him to come to his mother every time something is bothering him."

Regina sighs. She knows that Maleficent is right, but it still bothers her. There's nothing she wants more in this world than to wave her imaginary fairy wand

and make all of her sons' problems vanish into thin air. After everything he has already been through, after everything he's already seen, she wants him to be happy. Always.

,,I stand corrected," Mal says rather sudden. ,,He's definitely acting strange."

She's sniggering when she says it, and Regina opens her mouth to ask her what's funny, but doesn't get the chance to before she sees Henry. He's standing in the door to the kitchen and watches his mother intensely. Hell, he almost looks like Maleficent when she's in "lurking mode".

,,Is everything alright?" Regina inquires and raises an eyebrow. It's safe to say that Henry is acting strange right now.

Henry nods in affirmative and now he's smiling widely. Almost grinning from ear to ear.

Regina sends Maleficent a "what the hell is going on"-look, and Maleficent shrugs. She looks just as mystified as Regina feels. This isn't like Henry. But at least he's smiling, so whatever it is he has got on his mind, can't be that bad after all. That's a relief. But Regina would still very much like to get to the bottom of this once and for all, so she tries one more time:

,,Are you sure you're alright, Henry?"

The teenager nods again, and his grin widens considerably.

,,Then why are you grinning at me?" Regina demands.

Henry tilts his head and gives his mother another smug smile.

,,I think he has lost his ability to speak," Maleficent says and shakes her head in mock sadness.

,,It would seem so," Regina replies. Very well, if Henry is in a strange mood, then so be it. Regina isn't in the mood to guessing games, so she turns her attention back to the dirty dishes in the sink.

,,Mom?"

Finally. ,,Yes, Henry?" she answers absentmindedly as she spreads soap over another plate.

,,Are you pregnant?"

Regina is completely taken aback by the question and drops the plate on the floor where it shatters into about a million pieces. How on earth did he figure that out? Are they really that bad at keeping secrets in this house?

,,W-what?" she croaks out.

Maleficent quietly bends down and begins to collect the broken pieces in her hand. She could very well have used magic to do it, but maybe she's looking for an excuse to look away.

,,Are you pregnant?" Henry asks again. The big, goofy grin is still plastered to his face.

,,I…" what would be the point of lying? He's her son, lying would be silly. ,,Yes," she admits quietly.

Henry's grin widens again, but he frowns slightly when he looks from his mother to Maleficent. ,,I really really don't want to hear about your private life, but.. how exactly can you be pregnant, mom? I mean you're both.." he blushes slightly, ,,Women."

,,Magic," Mal says before Regina gets the chance to be embarrassed about the subject. ,,Magic and True Love."

,,But you've always told me you can't have children?" Henry questions his mother.

,,Which was the case when I was still morphed with the queen. You see, it was the queen who drank that potion. Regina never did." Regina tries to explain it to her son. And it sounds like utter nonsense to her.

,,So, you're saying that the curse broke when you split yourself from the queen?" Henry says and nods.

,,Yes. And no. I think the curse was only partly broken when I split myself. Then Maleficent turned up and.."

,,Cured you completely with True Love," Henry finishes with another grin.

,,Exactly."

,,Wow."

,,I know it's a bit untraditional and may sound strange. And I don't expect you to be over the moon about it right now, take your time to adjust and…" Regina's rambling is interrupted when her son almost flies across the kitchen floor and gives her a tight hug. Apparently she's the only one who has problems with adjusting.

Regina hesitantly returns the hug. She can sense that Henry truly is happy about this, and has already accepted it. She barely gets the chance to be in awe over how mature her son is, when he lets go of her and promptly gives his stepdragon a hug.

Maleficent looks, to put it mildly, very surprised by the sudden display of affection from Henry. But she has enough sense to return the hug, and Regina chuckles quietly at the surprised look on her wife's face.

,,I'm gonna be a big brother!" Henry says and grins again.

,,Indeed you are," Maleficent confirms and gives his shoulders a little squeeze.

,,When?" he asks eagerly. ,,When's it gonna be, mom?"

,,You are gonna have to be patient for a while. I'm only seven weeks along, so it's still a little early."

,,When did you figure it out?"

,,We've known it for a few weeks."

,,Seriously?!" the boy huffs and shakes his head at his mother and Mal. ,,You've could have told me!"

,,I'm sorry," Regina says sheepishly. ,,I was the one who wanted to keep it a secret. Until I reached 12 weeks. Just to be sure."

,,Hang on, how did you find out, young man?!" Maleficent questions with a raised eyebrow.

,,Mom suck at removing evidence from the trash," the teenager chuckles. ,,I found a pregnancy test in the garbage can."

Regina is tempted to clap a hand over her forehead. She was the one who asked him to take out the trash.

,,Is that the first sign of pregnancy brain, my dear?" Maleficent cackles and nudges Regina.

,,Of course not. I simply forgot it that's all."

,,So, am I the first one to know? Or have you told anyone else?"

,,No," Regina says quickly. ,,Apart from your aunt, no one knows yet. And you have to keep it a secret for a little while longer. Can you do that for us?"

,,Sure thing, mom," Henry assures and gives Regina another hug. ,,This is so awesome! I'm gonna be a big brother!"

,,I still can't believe you figured it out," Maleficent mutters.

,,Oh, when I found the pregnancy test, I simply put two and two together."

,,How so?" Regina questions.

,,Well," Henry chuckles. ,,There had to be some reason why you don't like the smell of bacon anymore.

To Be Continued