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She had been standing there just outside the door for minutes now. Just listening to his voice while he spoke on the phone. He was trying to soothe the worries of Mrs Jacobsen who believed her cat had run off but David kept repeating that she called the station every night the cat disappeared and the cat always returned in the morning. His patience was wearing thin and the strain in his voice had her smiling just a little as she waited out of sight for him to finish.

When he hung up the phone with a 'goodnight Mrs Jacobsen', Snow smiled a little and took a deep breath to pull herself together before she pushed herself from the wall and walked in to the office and immediately caught his eye as he finished rubbing his hands over his face.

"Snow."

"Hello David," she greeted quietly and he shook his head a little.

"What are you doing here? It's late," he questioned curiously and watched as she walked around his desk and stood on his side of it and leaned back against the edge of it, "is something wrong?"

"No nothing's wrong I just...I just miss you," she confessed quietly and looked up at him from her hands and his shoulders dropped a fraction with his nearly silent sigh as his eyes fell to his hands. "I want answers, David," she continued quietly and swallowed down the ache in her heart and throat, "I thought hard on going to Regina but-"

"That would have been a mistake," he stated plainly and Snow nodded with her eyebrows raised.

"The pair of us mix about as well as water and magnesium these days," she agreed and David gave a single breath of laughter from his nose as he nodded. "Are you happy, David?" She asked softly and the man tilted his head with a nod and a small smile.

"Very much so," he nodded and he knew it hurt her but he wasn't going to lie to her.

Snow nodded once and again swallowed the pain as she looked at her fidgeting fingers, "and Regina...how is she?"

"You know how she is. Always some sort of doomsday prediction floating around in her head that she needs to prepare for. Something always ending the world as we know it," he laughed out softly and shook his head and Snow smiled just a little, "she may be right but she is also finally happy," he nodded and Snow smiled a little more and he knew that those words meant a lot to her. Even if they hurt her. "She and Henry are closer than ever, Cora is finally trying to be the mother she deserves, she and Emma are getting along rather famously, and then of course there is myself," he nodded once more and Snow looked him up and down before letting her eyes fall back to her hands.

"You were right about her," he spoke softly and her sad eyes flicked up to meet his and he continued, "all those years ago in the Enchanted Forest when I tried to have her killed and you stopped me every time with claims that she was good and could be saved. I admit to you now that I never believed you. I merely humoured you because I knew the arguments between us regarding Regina were long and infuriating and I cared not to have one every time her name was brought up," he shook his head and her shoulders dropped a little as she hung off his every word.

"But you were right. She is not evil, she is not cruel, she is not heartless. She is so incredibly kind and generous and gentle and her capacity to love is absolutely beautiful. She is such a loyal and strong woman and she keeps her pride even when she is beaten down. She puts the ones she loves before her in everything she does and I once believed her to be cold and selfish. I have never been so happy to be wrong," he shook his head and felt his heart ache at the sight of tears pooling in Snow's eyes, "I see it now. I get it. I am sorry it took me so long," his voice was soft and apologetic and he knew she couldn't bring herself to speak. So after a moment of silence he continued gently.

"When she and I fell through the hat and I saw a glimpse of who she was beneath all that rage I swear to you that my intentions were never to have this affair. My intentions were to see if I could bring back the gentle woman inside her, to coax her out and make her stronger than her darker counterpart so that when we returned home you would see that your efforts weren't for nothing and that maybe the pair of you could make amends," he explained quietly and felt his heart ache stronger at the tear rolling down her cheek as she kept her eyes down, "I did not mean to fall in love with her. It was an accident. But it was not a mistake," he whispered with a shake of his head and her forehead creased with lines of pain as another tear fell down her other cheek.

"I love you, Snow. And I always will but," he shook his head as he tried to find the right words and she lifted her head so she could look him in the eye, "I cannot come back. I don't want to. If I do then no one will be happy. Regina will be heartbroken, as will I and I cannot make you happy when another woman fills my mind-" he was stopped by her gentle fingertips on his lips and she was shaking her head as tears fell down her face. He frowned and slumped his shoulders as he looked between the hazel eyes he had once sworn to never make cry.

"I understand," she whispered only loud enough for him to hear with the smallest nod of her head and then she quickly leaned forward and pressed her lips to his in one last kiss. He didn't kiss her back at first but with some coaxing he softened his mouth beneath hers and his hands held her head.

It was a gentle and slow kiss but then something snapped in him and the next thing she knew she was lifted from the floor and dropped on to his desk as he got up from his chair and stood between her legs. His hands were on her waist and moving up her sides as his kiss grew harder and more passionate and she wrapped her arms around his head and neck to keep him there.

But then he stopped.

Her heart broke all over again when he didn't continue the kiss and instead bowed his head. Breathing a little heavier from his kiss, she rested her forehead against his and when he pushed his head heavier in to hers she clenched her teeth together and then lifted her head to leave a soft lingering kiss on his brow. Then she forced herself to slip off the desk and walk away from him with her hand over her mouth and her head bowed.

She lifted her head when she got to the door but only an exhausted breath made it past her lips when her eyes fell on Regina leaning against the doorway with a relaxed expression. Neither pleased or displeased. But Snow didn't care to stop and chat so she walked right past her and Regina only moved her eyes to watch her leave. Didn't turn her head.

When Snow was gone a ways down the hall and close enough to the exit only then did Regina fluently push herself up from the wall and start walking toward David.

He felt sick to his stomach when he heard those smooth and even steps. The distinct click of her stilettos upon the hard floor of the station. "How long have you been there," he asked quietly and felt the tension in every muscle of his body grow and grow.

Regina shrugged despite knowing he wasn't looking at her while he remained slightly bent over his desk, "does it matter?" She replied quietly and didn't even flinch when David lost his temper a little bit and pushed everything of his desk with a loud yell. She simply kept walking forward and when everything hit the floor and he had pushed his head in to his hands with his elbows on his desk, she stopped right at his side and then spun in place so she could perch herself upon his desk.

"Are you alright?"

"No I am not alright, Regina."

Slowly she nodded and inspected her manicured nails for any blemishes as she waited for him to speak and after a few long moments of silence she looked over to him. His face was still in his hands but it was the incredible tension in his every muscle that had her letting out a long and silent exhale before speaking, "I am getting the sense that you do not wish to talk right now."

"That would be correct," he answered tiredly, unsure of whether he was more pained or more angered by what had just happened. As well as unsure of why Regina spoke as though nothing out of the ordinary had just happened.

"Well then I believe I just may have the perfect way to prolong this talk you seem to be dreading."

"Oh?" He rubbed his face once more and then looked up at her, his slight nausea easing away a little when he saw how relaxed she was and how there wasn't even a flicker of anger in those dark eyes as she smiled a small and mischievous smile, "and what is that?"

"Well you have those wonderfully shiny handcuffs in your top drawer," she started as she slowly pulled open the drawer and her eyes focused on the item in question, "and I," she cocked her head and looked up at him and he lifted his eyes from the open drawer to focus on her, "happen to not be wearing anything under this coat," she stated plainly and bit back a smirk when his eyebrows twitched up hardly a fraction.

He said nothing in return but gave her a quick look over and she shrugged again and started slowly closing the drawer, "however if you would prefer to do something else then I understand and will take no offence," she added and watched the drawer move closed. When the metal clicked shut her eyes flashed up to David and he was done. He lurched forward and caught her head between his hands and she found herself moaning through a rough kiss.

He was angry and frustrated and she loved how he trusted that he didn't have to hold it back for her sake. Her heart skipped and a sound somewhere between a moan and a gasp left her lips when the sound of metal scraping metal reached her ears when he all but tore the metal drawer off its tracks to get to the handcuffs inside as he kissed her for all she was worth. Her hands raked through his short hair as he lifted her from the desk and she wrapped her legs around his hips.

David moved his hand up the side of her thigh as he walked and felt himself growing harder when his hand slipped beneath her knee length trench coat and found she really wasn't wearing anything beneath. With the handcuffs hooked on his finger and his woman pressed against him, he kicked open the closest jail cell door and pivoted and pinned her small frame against the bars, his mouth never leaving hers except for short gasps of air.

Her body was on fire and she wanted to tear the clothes off his body but she never got the chance. The very instant he had rid her of her coat he had one wrist caught in the cuffs and had pulled it above her head and looped the cuffs through the bars at the top of the cell and locked her other wrist in just as quickly and smoothly. She was not a very tall woman and even with her heels on she was stretched as far as she could go but it only thrilled her.

The metal was cold against her skin but his wandering hands were warm and left her shivering in their wake. She couldn't stand herself she was so ready for him and she couldn't touch him. She fought the cuffs anyway and he pressed himself heavier up against her and kept her pinned as his heavy hands moved up her sides and then roughly kneaded at her breasts as he kissed her hard and deep. Her senses were running haywire with what he was doing to her and she could do nothing but stand there as he did as he pleased.

He kept his hard cock ground against her pelvis as he leaned back to quickly pull the buttoned shirt off his body and look at her stretched figure. Her muscles were strained and her breasts were lifted and round, her nipples hard with the chill in the air and her arousal but it was her eyes and mouth that had him groaning as he tossed his shirt aside and kissed her again. Nothing but lust and excitement were in her expression and the sight had his erection pushing harder against his jeans.

He was in no mood for foreplay and going off the way she moved beneath him and the impatience in her kiss, the handcuffs and metal bars were foreplay enough. With a strong hand spread over the small of her back to keep her pressed against him, he fought his jeans open and off with his other hand and let her have a few shaky breaths as he kissed her neck and bit her jaw.

The handcuffs started to dig in to her wrists but she paid very little attention to it as she let out a strangled whimper at his teeth on her neck just beneath the corner of her jaw and his hand roughly pulling her thigh up to his hip so his length was pressed right against her. Her hands gripped the bars above her head as best she could to relieve some of the pressure of the cuffs and took the liberty of pulling him even closer to her with her leg hooked around his hip and the back of his thigh.

A loud groan of pleasure was pushed through her teeth as she pushed her head against the bars and he slid in to her as far as he could. She whimpered and hissed as the chain between her cuffs clanked against the bars of the cell as she fought to touch him and claw at him as he moved slowly inside her and his fingers dug in to her thigh. His slow pace only meant to tease her and for hell's sake it was working. His teeth were bared in a lustful snarl as he breathed her same breath and kept her pinned against the cold bars of the cell. The fact that she could not touch him was driving her mad in the best way.

"Harder," she pushed out in a huffed whisper, unsure of when exactly she had become so deliciously out of breath. He responded with more movement in his hips that caused his cock to hit a place in her he had never quite gotten before as he slammed himself in to her again and again and again causing her to cry out and throw her head back as she pulled at her restraints.

His breaths were heavy and laced with growls and groans of heated pleasure as her leg hooked tighter around his hip and his fingers dug in to her ass while his other hand squeezed the soft flesh of her breast. He moved a little faster and a little harder but kept the movement and the angle the same for she seemed to love it so much and he loved watching her writhe and loved hearing her cry out in the pleasure he gave her.

He caught her mouth in a furious kiss and what that anger was attached to she didn't know but she didn't care as he filled her mouth and took all control away from her. With his kiss her long moan was muffled but still heard with a hint of a whine as it bounced in time with his quicker thrusts and quiet slap of skin hitting skin. She was dizzy with the lack of air and the growing pleasure and just when she felt like she was going to suffocate, he let her breathe and he slowed his pace to a more steady rhythm but the strength and force behind his every thrust was still there and had her shouting out through her teeth as her muscles twitched with an oncoming orgasm and her arms fought their restraints once again.

Her breaths were sharp and hard and her voice came with every one of them in the form of a whimper or a growl or a moan or a combination of many. His forehead rested against hers and her hot breaths blew against his jaw and he couldn't help but grin as she remained pinned and restrained and he could have his way with her. They were going to have to do this again. And then he kissed her again, hard and deep and she moaned against him and fought her cuffs once more to try and hold him to her.

Satisfied for now with drawing her out he sped up once more and when she pushed her head back against the bars and arched her back off them, his teeth found her throat and his nails scratched down her breast. The sharp pain had her hissing and groaning through her teeth but it only encouraged him and she didn't so much as think to stop him. Her body was quivering and twitching beneath him as she drew closer and closer to her climax but he didn't let her finish.

Instead he stopped altogether and caught her mouth in another furious kiss and swallowed her angered cry of frustration as she fought the cuffs once more. But he held her head firmly between his hands and kept her pinned flat against the bars so she couldn't move at all. It only set her in to a fit of frustration but before she could speak he growled against those bruised lips, "I had every intention to spin you around and let you feel the cold bars against your breasts but I want to watch your face while I fuck you senseless, you relentless little siren. And I'm not going to stop until I'm satisfied."

The shivers that flew down her spine caused even her heart to skip in excitement as a daring grin spread across her lips and she whispered smoothly against his mouth, their sharp panted breaths mixing with one another's, "do your worst." For half a second more her grin could be seen but then she was caught in another rough wet kiss and his hands moved down from her head and over her breasts and then gripped her hips. And then he tore himself back from the kiss and did as he had promised.

Her voice started as a moan but then it grew in to loud cries as her mouth opened and he leaned back a little so he had more leverage in each hard thrust. He pounded against her and she loved this feeling of helplessness that came with her hands being bound and her body being stretched. His breaths were hard and sharp and the sounds of his pleasure had her falling closer and closer to her orgasm as she cried out.

"Yes! Oh god yes!" She cried as she pushed her head back against the bars and fought the cuffs once again. Loud vocals left her mouth as he let loose on her and her back arched away from the bars and she tried to rock her hips against him. "Oh fuck! Ah! Yes!" She cried out again as he hit that spot again and again and again and then she came with a loud scream as she pulled at the metal around her wrists and he didn't so much as think to pause his quick and hard rhythm while her orgasm convulsed every muscle in her body and she continued to cry out and scream in response to such intense pleasure.

And he did as he said he would. He kept going until he was satisfied.

...

"You are an excellent lover," she grinned with her quiet voice as she walked up to him wearing a pair of black panties she had brought in her coat pocket just in case and his light blue button up shirt had had been wearing before their activity. He smiled at her in response and the soft breath of laughter leaving his smile had her grinning all the more and pulling her bottom lip between her teeth.

"Only with you as my partner," he replied playfully and she laughed happily as she climbed on to the couch with him, straddling his lap with her knees on either side of his hips before she slowly let herself sit on his lap with her arms hung lazily over his shoulders and his hands rested on her hips.

The sleeves of his oversized shirt were rolled up just below her elbows and only two or three of the buttons in the middle of the shirt were done up but he didn't mind in the least. Her hair was tousled by his hands and her lipstick had been entirely kissed from her lips and this was his favourite of her appearances. Right after sex when she was happy and relaxed and carefree and natural.

"You are a beautiful woman," he whispered with a shake of his head and an easy smile as his eyes moved over her face and he tucked her hair behind her ear.

"You aren't so bad yourself," she whispered back and dragged a finger down his bare chest and laughed quietly every time her finger met the rise and fall of a well toned muscle on her way down to the waist of his jeans. He shook his head at her with a quiet breath of laughter and then leaned forward and gave her a kiss. A much gentler and more loving kiss than the ones of pure passion and lust he had shared with her only a few minutes prior.

"I love you, Regina," he told her quietly and she hummed as she bumped her nose against his, "I don't know what you saw between Snow and me but I d-," he was stopped with a finger being pressed softly to his lips and she pulled her head back only enough to focus on his eyes.

She shook her head at him once, her expression soft and kind as she held his head in her hands and moved her thumb over his bottom lip. "Everyone is entitled to a farewell kiss, my love," she assured with a small smile at the small tilt of his head at her words as the pain grew a little in his expression, "I am surprised it took you both so long," she confessed quietly as her thumb moved over his bottom lip and she smiled gently at him. And then she shook her head a little and whispered as he frowned, her smile gone but her expression no less gentle, "you have done nothing wrong."

"I feel guilty," he whispered with a single shake of his head and she smiled with a shake of her head and moved her thumb over his lips once again.

"Would you not offer me the same kindness should Daniel return and I wished to say goodbye to him?" She spoke softly and her words ached a little in her own heart but what pushed on that sore spot more was the way his brow creased and his lips pulled in to a thin frown.

He was not oblivious to the words she had just spoken and they twisted his heart in his chest. She wore empathy beautifully. And he was truly honoured to have her choose him and he truly hoped that the circumstances would not arise that those words would have to be tested. He took her hand in his and kissed the fingertips that still touched his lips and then brought her hand to the side of his face so he could lean his head in to it.

"I love you, Regina."

Regina smiled with a cock of her head and replied softly, "that is still so incredibly hard for me to believe. But I do know it to be true."

"Good."

She smiled at his whispered reply and then watched as his blue eyes began to study her once again and she couldn't help but wonder, "what do you see when you look at me like that?"

David smiled and hummed as he lowered his hands back to her hips and she let her's fall to relax in her lap. "I see a tortured soul. Beautiful and beaten but most importantly," he nodded with a momentary pause as he looked over her face again, "saved," he smiled and she tilted her head just a fraction with a gentle smile.

"By you."

"Yes," David nodded with a whisper and then shook his head slowly as though he couldn't believe it himself, "by me," he shook his head one more time and continued to study her as she smiled quietly at him. And then slowly her hands slid up his stomach and chest and curled around the back of his neck and his hands that had been on her hips slid softly down around the backs of her thighs as she rose back up on to her knees and kissed him. His head fell back in to her gentle hands for she had risen just a little taller than him and her kiss was slow but filled with a burning passion that he had felt with no one but her. This evil queen that felt with every fibre of her being.