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The queen hummed and she hugged David's arm tighter as they walked up to the big white house they had begun to fondly call home. They knew their home was in the Enchanted Forest but why not have a home in Storybrooke too. One that they could even come visit from time to time if they felt so inclined and were welcome. "What do you think we are going to find in there?" She sighed and David hummed thoughtfully.

"Henry is a very clever boy and knows his mother well...I think he got to her."

"You think so?" She asked curiously and he nodded, "I know it isn't going to take much to sway David. But I am not so sure Henry was able to get through to her. Especially after our episode this morning," she added and David breathed a laugh.

"She wants him."

"Oh there is no doubt about that, my dear," she purred and smiled up at him, "but I believe she is even more stubborn than I."

"That may be. But I believe Henry is even more persistent. It's not like he gave them much of a choice and you made certain they could not get out of that room."

"So you believe he succeeded and then I will be quite happy to be wrong?"

"It would seem so," David smirked as he reached for the door handle, "shall we make a wager?"

"Loser has to cook the other a meal in the mayor's fancy kitchen," the queen chuckled lowly through her teeth as she leaned in to him and he laughed down at her.

"You must really believe she is going to turn David away again," he laughed and she shrugged and slipped between him and the door and replaced his hand on the handle with her own.

His cocky smirk had her laughing through her teeth and leaning back against the door as he pinned her to it, "or I am a hopeless romantic who wants to be proven wrong and cook her husband a worthy meal to make him happy rather than poison him," she grinned despite herself and he grinned even wider, his face almost too close for her to focus on it.

"I adore you, you precious thing," he chuckled as his chest filled with warmth and love. She could only give him a quiet little laugh and then he kissed her and their smiles never faltered. And then she used her magic to turn the lock open and then turned the handle and he closely followed her inside. It wasn't long after the door clicked shut behind them that they were greeted with a muffled moan to their right that had them both smirking at one another. They didn't even make it up the stairs to the foyer before their ears tuned in to the loud and constant moaning, whimpering, screaming, and swearing coming from the little library.

The sound of heated and passionate sex between their urban copies had Regina laughing long and low in her throat. Finally. A great weight was lifted off her shoulders, one that she didn't even realize was there. It seemed she was more invested in that woman's happiness than she had believed. With a quick lift and flick of her hands, she cast a silence spell and the wall cut them off from the frantic and needy cries of the mayor as she orgasmed for what did not sound like the first time. Then he queen turned around with a happy bounce and wrapped her arms around her husband's neck and kissed him.

...

She was panting, her voice whimpering on every inhale and exhale as her body quivered in the aftershock of another mind blowing orgasm. She didn't use that term lightly either. She couldn't say which direction was up. Her muscles twitched and her vision was hazy and it wasn't easy to come back down from it when David's mouth was making its way back up her body. She had lost count of what round they were on but she didn't care, she didn't want him to stop.

She pushed her head back with a small cry and with that movement her shoulders were pushed from the floor. Her orgasm still radiated through her despite the fact his relentless tongue had long since left her clit and was now nipping at the bottom of her ribcage. She was throbbing with pleasure and one of his large warm hands spread over her lower tummy and slowly and heavily slid upward as his mouth led him higher. She was completely dizzy with arousal and knew for certain that there was no way she would be standing without aid anytime soon. She loved it.

She was still quivering beneath him when his lips latched on to her neck and sucked and bit her in various places as his hand covered her breast while the other held some of his weight against the floor and she tangled their legs together. "Are you alright?" He asked with a gentle concern in his tone and in return he had her breathless voice responding.

"Shut up and fuck me again," she pushed out as best she could and felt him smile against her neck. Then she grinned herself with closed eyes and gave a rich and throaty laugh through her teeth as she rocked her head back and in to the floor.

David laughed with her and moved his attention to her exposed throat so he could drag his teeth up its length before he nipped at her jaw. Her stamina astounded him for a woman who had not had a sexual partner since Graham. But he certainly was not complaining. He didn't want to stop either, "as you wish," he replied with a grin and she continued to laugh beneath him as her hands roamed his back and chest.

He loved hearing her laugh like that. Carefree and fun. He was almost sorry it stopped when he slowly slid his hard cock inside her once more. Almost sorry. But instead of laughter he got an unsteady moan of pleasure and that was just as pleasant to hear and her roaming hands turned in to fingernails digging in to his skin while her legs tangled with his. He kissed her throat again and revelled in the vibration of her voice against his lips as her body began to writhe beneath him with his movement. His hand moved up her chest and her arm and when he found her hand his heart wrenched when it quickly and firmly held on to his. Her fingers immediately intertwined with his and she had no intention of letting go as he pushed it to the floor beside her head. Craving more he carefully lowered his full weight on to her as he caught her mouth in a kiss and took his hand from the floor to hook around the back of her neck.

They couldn't possibly get any closer but he still tried and her hand on his back urged him to do just that as he muffled every one of her moans and whimpers with his kiss and never stopped rocking his hips in to her.

...

The queen poked her head in to Henry's room and found him sitting cross legged in the middle of his bed listening to his wondrous music device while he did his schoolwork. He didn't notice her presence until she crawled on to his bed and laid on her side behind him with her legs tucked up beside his hip and her chest and head at his other hip as she smiled up at him with her elbow on his bed and her head in her hand.

Henry laughed down at her and tentatively pulled his headphones out of his ears, listening for any hint to his mother and David downstairs. Nothing, "is David gone?"

"Oh far from it," she chuckled and Henry laughed with a small roll of his eyes, "the pair of them are still quite wrapped up in one another."

"Gross. How long does that usually last?"

"Well..." She drew out and rocked her head from side to side.

"Never mind, I don't want the answer," he laughed and she grinned beside him.

"Probably for the best," she laughed with him and then looked at the pages in front of him, "what are you working on?"

"Math."

"Hmm."

"Mom usually helps me. I am not so good at math," he shrugged and she hummed and looked over the pages splayed out in front of them.

The symbols used in this period of time were different than her own but it didn't take too long for her to figure out what each one meant by backtracking through Henry's finished questions. She had always enjoyed math. It seemed he was stuck on a question for many solutions had been written out and erased. So she pointed to a similar question on his page, one that he had done correctly and told him, "this one is wrong."

"No it's not..."

"Yes it is," she assured and he frowned at it as he looked it over and she smiled at him and waited patiently for him to tell her he had done it right.

"No...I did it right."

"Are you sure?" She pushed and he nodded and told her exactly what he had done to get the answer. All of the correct steps, all in the right order. Because he had indeed done it right and got the right answer. And then he paused mid argument as something clicked in his mind and he looked back down at the question he had been stuck on. And then he began to solve it and she watched happily and quietly with a smile on her face. It took a couple minutes but when he got his answer she hummed and nudged her knee against his hip, "clever boy."

Henry breathed a laugh and sat back against her stomach as he looked down at her, "thank you for helping."

"You're welcome," she smiled and he tossed his pencil on his books with a gentle sigh.

"So you're good at math too?"

"I am," she smiled and he laughed.

"I hope I'll get the hang of it someday."

"A smart boy like yourself? Of course you will," she encouraged and he smiled down at her. She held his gaze for awhile in silence before she took a breath and pushed and pulled herself in to a sitting position beside him and facing him with her legs curled up beside her.

Henry watched her curiously and quietly as she frowned a little and her brow creased with thought as she tucked her hair behind her ear. He cocked his head a little as he waited patiently and she kept her eyes down until she figured out what she wanted to say and looked up at him.

"You really are a very smart boy, Henry. I admire you. You bring change wherever you go and I want to thank you for that. You made me a better person and are continuing to make me even better with every passing day. You have brought me a happiness that I was beginning to believe was lost to me forever. And you are bringing your mother that same happiness and that is the knowledge that we are all worthy of love and that we can all have love so long as we are willing to accept it. You gave Regina the envious task to be a mother. You have given me a taste of that same gift and have given me the opportunity to build a family of my own. I cannot thank you enough for that nor do I have the words to express to you how generous a gift that is. You are important, Henry. You should never think otherwise. I also want you to know that I love you," she nodded and his shoulders dropped while a smile pulled at his mouth and a warm invisible hand wrapped around her heart and squeezed it, "I love you very much. And I want you to know that it means so much to me and your mother that you are trying so hard to give her a happy ending just as you have given me," she smiled and nodded and then gave a watery laugh as her ready eyes fell to the bed space between them.

It was only a moment before his arms wrapped around her and she hugged him back as tight as she could as she took a deep breath and nuzzled her face in to his neck and shoulder. "I love you too," he told her and she let out a long slow breath out her nose against his shoulder as she hugged him tighter.

...

Snow sat anxiously on the couch with her knees tucked up to her chest, a blanket around her shoulders, and a mug of tea that was now nearly lukewarm. She still hadn't seen or heard from David since he left that afternoon. They had been fighting again. Nothing major and nothing loud. But a fight nonetheless. He had left shortly before four. It was now just after midnight.

She was worried. She was afraid that he was with Regina at that very moment. It wouldn't be the first time he had ended up staying the night at the woman's house and while she had been assured by both David and Regina that nothing had happened on those impromptu sleepovers, things were different now. Now there was the tempting image of David and Regina happily married wandering around Storybrooke and sleeping in the mayor's home. Now there was a physical image to be paired with the personal fantasies and daydreams she knew he had regarding Regina. She couldn't say she blamed him. Regina was a beautiful woman and he is only human after all. But she feared he was dancing at the line between harmless daydream and catastrophic physical reaction.

Catastrophic for her anyway. She jumped a little and looked hopefully to the door when the lock clicked free and it was slowly pushed open. Her hope neither grew or died at the sight of her daughter's messy blonde curls.

"Hey," Emma greeted softly in surprise. She had thought Snow would have been asleep a long time ago, "what are you still doing up? It's late."

"Couldn't sleep," Snow dismissed with a small shrug and then looked passed Emma over her shoulder, "is David with you?"

Emma's heart sank at the question. She hadn't seen David hardly at all that day. He was supposed to be at home. She was well aware of the tension between Regina and David. Especially now that the king and queen were flaunting their happy relationship around for everyone to see. Not that they meant it that way. It was just a hard thing to ignore. Emma was also well aware of the king and queen's desire to push Regina and David together. Henry was no better.

She didn't know why she lied. Perhaps it was the way Snow was looking at her with such hope that David was going to walk in behind her or the fact Emma knew it would kill Snow to hear that she hadn't seen David since that morning and that he had taken to parking in Regina's driveway where the woman had cast a cloaking spell for him so he wouldn't have to hear from Snow about how often he really visited her. It was messy and she didn't know the truth but she dreaded that she was right. So she lied and whether it was strictly for Snow or for herself as well, she didn't quite know, "I just left him at the pier. He said he wanted to stay a little longer," she told her and the relief in Snow's expression and posture had Emma swallowing as she pulled her coat off with a shrug.

"What were you doing at the pier?"

"Father daughter bonding and stuff. Just talking. But I'm gonna go up to bed. You should too."

"Alright," Snow smiled a little when Emma smiled at her in farewell before she turned and made her way up the stairs. Everything was going to be okay. For now.

...

They were both laying on the floor but she had fallen asleep. He knew he should probably leave. He knew it would be for the best for the both of them if he was home in the morning when Snow woke up. But he was enthralled in this woman that slept beside him. She laid on her back with one arm bent and over her head and the other over her stomach. Her body twisted gently at her hips so her legs were crossed one over the other and on their side. A soft blanket with a large knit laid over top of her but her legs from the knee down were left uncovered as were her shoulders and the tops of her breasts. He had never seen her face so relaxed. He had seen her asleep before and he had been baffled by her appearance then but now it was different still. Even in her sleep he could tell she was perfectly content and that made him smile.

Whatever he was feeling toward her scared the hell out of him. She had been an enemy to him for as long as he had known her and then they had become the closest of friends and that friendship bloomed in to the need for something stronger and now he had it. A fire now burned in his chest and deep in his gut. Passion, frustration, desire, lust, strength, affection, and perhaps even love. All of them muddling his thoughts and playing with his heart in a way he didn't want to let go of.

He was on his side with his head propped up by his hand and his elbow bracing his weight on the rug as he reached forward with his free hand to touch her. She didn't stir when his fingers trailed across her soft skin over her collar bone from its centre to her shoulder. As his fingers softly skimmed down her arm he leaned down and left the gentlest of kisses upon her bare shoulder. She still didn't stir from her sleep and he took the opportunity to study her some more.

She was perfect. And god damn she was good at sex. Just the right amount of pain, just the right amount of tenderness. Her timing was impeccable in every delivery of each and when she came and lost all of her control he couldn't look away. But the thing he loved most was that she was loud. She was not afraid to use her voice and it turned him on faster than anything else. Snow was quiet with her moments of unbridled passion but Regina didn't seem to know what a bridle even was to begin with and he loved it. She was passionate, intense, confident, bold, and a very generous lover. He wanted nothing more than to stay with her tonight. But they had agreed he should go home tonight with the promise of him staying the night at another time.

So carefully and silently he got to his feet, pulling on his boxer briefs and jeans as he made his way to the door and picked up his shirt and shoes and socks along the way. He successfully opened and closed the door behind him without waking her and walked quickly and quietly across the foyer and down the stairs to the front door as he shrugged his shirt on and began doing up the buttons, his socks in his shoes and his shoes hanging off two of his fingers.

He turned the door handle but then stopped. Right at his eye level was a yellow post-it note with a messy scrawl on it that he assumed to be Henry's given its childlike unsteadiness. Curious, he pealed it from the door and turned so the moonlight shining through the window beside the door could illuminate the note.

You may want this back. Operation Black Jaguar is a go!

David shook his head and couldn't help but smile just a little. "Black Jaguar," he breathed with a soft laugh and another shake of his head. It fit. He turned the note over and taped to its back was his wedding ring. He stared at it for a long time, his smile disappearing with the thought of putting it back on. He didn't want to. But begrudgingly he pulled it from the tape and slid it back on his finger with a sigh and then pushed the note in his pocket as he stared at the door handle.

He stood there for a few moments longer and he closed his eyes with another long breath and in doing so he was graced with the memories of the evening. The instant his eyes closed he felt a strong shiver race up and down his spine as remembered sensations, sights, smells, and sounds flashed around in his mind.

Breathing the same sweet breath as her while her parted lips brushed against his own as well as his jaw and chin, her teeth grazing his neck as her fingernails left red lines over his chest and back. The laughter and moans that left her mouth as he did as he pleased with her. The feel of her silky hair between his fingers when he took fistfuls of it. The way her lithe body moved against him with building pleasure. Arching her back in to him as he pinned her on her back and kissed her hard while she pushed her chest harder in to his hand. Dark eyes and full lips daring him, teasing him, enjoying him. He couldn't leave her without saying goodbye.

And now he stood over her again. She hadn't moved from when he had left and he silently and carefully dropped down to his knees beside her. Gently he pushed his fingers through her hair and her expression twitched as she threatened to wake. Before she could he pressed his lips to hers in a tender kiss and felt her drowsily reciprocate it as she woke up and inhaled softly through her nose.

He pulled away gently and he couldn't help but smile at the sweet and happy hum she quietly gave through her closed lips as they curled up in a soft pleasant smile while her eyes remained closed "Goodnight, Regina," he whispered and pushed her hair behind her ear only to have her lean in to the contact. He was only further ensnared by the gentleness she was showing him now. He couldn't wipe the smile from his face as his eyes moved over every detail.

"Goodnight, David," she whispered back but he didn't leave. She didn't open her eyes and after a few moments of shared silence she felt his nose brush against her cheek and then nudge her own gently before his lips skimmed hers and parted them softy. She happily complied and opened her mouth enough for her lips to part and he caught her in another soft kiss that had her melting in to the floor and lifting the hand above her head to hold his face. He made her feel good. She didn't put any more thought in to it than that for now because she was tired and more than content. She would think more on the depth of it later but right then feeling good was enough to satisfy her plenty.

What was it about kissing her that made it feel like she had always and would always belong to him? There was nothing forced or awkward about it. It was effortless and it cleared his mind. It was impossible. And yet here he was; kissing her as though it was she he had given his heart to for years on end. He broke the kiss off softly and moved his thumb softly over her cheekbone, "I will see you tomorrow," he whispered and she nodded with a gentle smile before he stood up and took his leave with one last look over his shoulder before he closed the door behind him.