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Another week passed. He got to spend some of the days with Regina and Henry, others he'd had to work. He hadn't responded to the several messages Snow sent him. He couldn't deal with the guilting, the begging. It hurt his heart to hear her voicemails pleading for him to come back, her voice strained and weak. He'd loved her so strongly, but he couldn't go back. He was certain that even if he wasn't friends with Regina, even if he didn't have the feelings for the once evil queen that he had, he'd still be disappointed at Snow's behavior.
He felt better knowing she at least had Emma, even if their daughter didn't act like a daughter, she had been friends with Mary Margaret during the curse, and she was friends with her now, so that gave him some relief. He knew she wasn't completely alone. His phone rang, interrupting his thoughts. Picking up because he saw Emma's name on his caller ID, he asked her what was going on.
"Mary Margaret is going out for a few days. She's doing some… healing or something. I was wondering if I could have Henry for the night, since she won't be here. I know he's struggling about her right now. And Neal wants to spend more time with him."
"Oh. Well, I'm sure as long as he wants to, Regina would be fine with it. Do you want me to ask her?"
"Yeah, if you would."
Just as he'd figured. Regina had agreed to Henry staying with Emma for the night. They'd decided that Regina and Henry would have dinner with Neal and Emma at Granny's, because Regina wanted to get to know this man a little if he was going to be spending time with her son. Well, his son, too, she supposed.
After Henry was off with his other mom, Regina headed home to see David's truck outside of her house. She smiled to herself, then parked and got out, greeting him at the porch. He followed her in, and they made their way to the living room together.
He sat on the couch, watching her as she poured them each two fingers worth of her cider, then brought them over and sat down with him, their bodies facing each other.
"So what did you think of Neal?" David asked.
Regina shrugged one shoulder, taking a sip of her drink and waving her free hand in the air. "He's… fine, I suppose, for the child of Rumplestiltskin. I don't find it impressive what he did to Emma, that doesn't come off as good guy material, but I guess it was well intentioned. I don't know. But I don't like his fiancée, I'm with Emma on that one, and I was only barely introduced. She was going for a run while we had dinner."
He told her that Emma was getting even more suspicious by the day, that the woman seemed to be up to no good. But he wasn't sure himself, and David admitted to Regina that part of it was that he wondered if Emma still had feelings for her first love. He went on to say Greg was definitely a suspicious character, though, that he didn't like him at all.
They changed their discussion to lighter topics, Henry's current favorite comic series, and what video game he was currently fixated on. After a while, Regina gave him a faint smile and said, "You know, I'll be alright if you're not here. I'm not going to break from one night alone."
"I'm sure you would be fine. But even so, I like spending time with you."
Somehow they'd ended up falling asleep with her against him after talking late into the night. When Regina stirred, David was already awake, his eyes on her as she looked up at him.
"Sorry, you should've gotten me up when you did."
Giving her a faint smile, he shrugged. "I like watching you sleep. You're peaceful."
Regina groaned, shaking her head and sitting up. She stretched to release the soreness of her muscles from sleeping against him on the couch instead of in her comfortable bed. "You're crazy."
"Not really. I've kinda missed waking up beside you. It's one of the things I miss most from being in the enchanted forest with you."
She didn't say anything yet, but her thoughts were swirling in her head. Finally, after way too long just looking at him, she nodded. "I kind of miss it, too. It seemed so simple then. Things were different there."
"Very different. It was… I can't really say peaceful, because of the… things we had to deal with, but it was different than being here."
She knew he was avoiding saying that peace was burdened by her mother, and it was true. Losing her had hurt so badly, especially after the final words her mother had said, but her mother hadn't had her heart inside of her when they were in the Enchanted Forest, perhaps if she had, she would've been happy that Regina had momentarily found someone who cared about her the way David did. Momentary because here he was tied to Snow, whereas there, he'd been separated from the reality of their lives. He'd been hers, if only for too short of a time.
"Let's get up," she finally said, shifting completely out of his grasp, though his leg was still behind her, his knee ever so gently pressing against her back. Feeling him move beside her, Regina looked over.
David sat up, stroking her arm and pulling her close to him. He breathed in the soft vanilla scent of her hair, though it was slightly faded after a night of sleep. He looked down at her face, his heart beating firmly in his chest, seeming to almost stutter when she looked at him with so much inhibition. He kept stroking her arm, slowing his hand, but moving it further with each pass, until it was coasting ever so lightly down to her elbow and up to her shoulder, fingers passing over her shoulder to her neck, over and over. The ends of her hair tickled his hand, and he turned his attention to running his fingers through the dark tresses.
Lifting her head and looking at him, Regina took him in, eyes shifting from one feature to the next. His bright eyes focused on her, his pink lips still and waiting. She shifted, bringing her hand up to his face and leaning in to kiss him. He took a breath through his nose as he responded to her. She didn't really initiate the affection, so he was bewildered but pleased. It was gentle, she was tender, and David slid a hand fully into her silky hair, cradling her head as their tongues traced each other's.
Regina gave into him in a way she hadn't allowed herself since they were gone and alone. Sure, they'd had their moment at the cabin, but that was different… this was different, though she didn't know how to categorize it or what to compare it to. Whatever it was, it was wonderful, and whatever it was was only one side of the coin. The other was that she was a woman desperately in need of all the love she'd lost in her life. She knew this was temporary, that he would never be hers, but for now, if he was willing to be hers for this moment, she was going to take it; she was going to allow herself this much, just this time.
She kissed him with a little more hunger, her body twisting closer to him, pressing against him eagerly, and he didn't disappoint her. David's free hand was on her back, and he shifted to lift them, leaning back against the couch with her sideways in his lap, her torso twisted to face him. Then he gripped her face in both hands and pulled her back into another kiss.
His heart soared while they kissed, her hands holding his wrists, her skin warming his, her scent all around him. He loved this woman, and while he knew this was probably her in need of a distraction, he'd take any affection she was willing to give. And kissing her so intently was wonderful. He smiled against her lips, pulling back for a moment and looking over her beautiful face, the way her cheeks were flushed, the curve of her eyebrows as she raised them while he gazed at her, the pink of her tongue as she licked her lips.
David kissed her again, this time wrapping his arms around her, holding her close to him as their mouths moved together. They'd done so much kissing in the time that they were gone that it felt so natural doing it again. And there was no guilt in this; he and Snow were done, and there was no reason to have any regrets about this moment, or anger at himself. He was able to do what he wanted without shame, and this was what he wanted.
Regina shifted to straddle him, and his hands immediately started stroking her back, her sides, tracing over the length of her arms, which she had loosely hanging over his shoulders, then back. He was touching her everywhere he could, his large hands heating all of her, her body awakening with a need she knew she wouldn't ignore this time. She could feel him growing hard against her, his body reacting with as much desire as she had. Whimpering against his mouth, she broke the kiss and rested her forehead to his.
They both took heavy breaths in the space around them, their hearts pounding hard in their chests. She needed more of him, but she'd take this. At least for the time being.
After a few moments of them simply holding each other and catching their breath, David pulled his head back enough to look at her. "Can I touch you?" he asked, bringing a hand to her cheek.
Regina tilted her face into his palm, taking only a short moment to consider if she was really going to do this, but she nodded. "Yes."
Without hesitation, his hands moved to grip her ass, squeezing as he pulled her against his lap, feeling her body rub against his in the most delicious way. Then, he brought his hands to her sides, stroking up her waist and tugging her shirt up just enough to feel her soft skin. Both hands under her shirt, he rubbed them up her torso, over her ribs, finally coming to the rise of her breasts. They both moaned as he moved his hands over them, deftly tracing his thumbs over her nipples through the lace of her bra.
"David," she murmured, the way she said it was breathless and needy— and he would swear he'd never heard such a sexy request. Tugging her shirt up and over her head, her arms raising to help him remove it, he gazed over her body as his hands moved to grip her sides. Then he flipped them to the other end of the couch, so he was above her as she rested on her back. Holding himself up on his hands, he leaned down and kissed her hungrily, taking everything she was willing to give him, and right now that was so much more than she'd ever allowed— what they'd allowed. He moved his kisses to her ear, traveling over her jaw with them first, then taking her neck hungrily. Her skin was extra warm over her pulse point, warmer than the skin his lips moved over to get to her collarbone, but he enjoyed the soft sounds she made when his mouth was on her neck, as he dragged his teeth down the length of it. He sucked firmly at the base of her neck, then, he made his way slowly back up, sucking, biting. sucking, biting, then switched to the other side of her neck and kissed back down until his mouth was at her collarbone once more. He nibbled across it, his left hand moving to slide under her bra at the top of the lace, dipping the fabric to make room for his hand. He heard her take a sharp breath, and he reveled in the sound, in the feeling of making her need that.
He shifted his weight to his knees as he moved both hands to unclasp her bra. He tossed it aside in no time, gazing hungrily at her gorgeous body. At least, what was exposed to him, anyway. David moved his mouth to her shoulder, his weight on one elbow as the other hand grasped her ribs, his thumb so close to her breast. He sucked softly on the muscle above her collarbone, reveling in everything about her.
Regina moaned, turning her head and giving him more room. She noted his care, how he was being so considerate in finding what she was okay with, not touching her anywhere without permission. But also, it was half frustrating her, because she wanted much more. So, taking things into her own hands, she brought her hand to his on her ribs, tugging it up so it covered her breast once more, this time no lace to be a barrier or to fuss with. The groan he emitted against her skin told him he was as eager for it as she was.
David groped her breast, feeling it against his palm. She was so incredibly sexy, and the ways she was showing that she wanted him were driving him crazy. Lifting his head and looking at her, he noted her tousled hair, her slightly swollen lips. God, she was incredible. He wanted more of her so badly. So, dipping his head, he wrapped his lips around one nipple, tilting his head enough to see her face as he started to suck firmly, her nipple responding and growing firm against his tongue.
The noise she let out was reedy and thick, and it hit him right in the groin. He nudged her leg so he could settle between her thighs, and pressed himself against her, feeling the warmth of her arousal through the layers of their clothes as her thighs squeezed his hips.
"I… mm, that's good," she said quietly, her breaths growing heavy.
Flicking his tongue against her nipple, he then slowly kissed across her chest, bringing his hand up to cover the breast already attended to. Then, pressing a sucking kiss to the side of her other breast, and releasing it with a soft pop, he then took that nipple between his lips.
Regina tilted her hips up, moving against him. She slid a hand to the back of his head, scraping her nails there gently. "Oh, David," she breathed on an exhale.
David groaned, pressing his forehead to the side of her breast, closing his eyes and taking a few slow breaths. "Fuck, Regina."
Lifting her head, she looked at him with heavy-lidded eyes. "Should we stop?"
"Do you want to?" he asked, tilting his chin up and meeting her gaze.
"No."
He answered her by moving up to kiss her again. He sucked her lower lip, then met her tongue with his own. David kissed her fervently, his hand cupping her jaw, stroking it before moving to her neck, his fingers tracing to her collarbone. "You are so sexy," he murmured against her lips.
Regina hummed her acknowledgement, her hands moving to his shoulders, squeezing them as she kissed him. She moved her hips up against his again, her body wanting nothing less than having him inside her. They hadn't actually slept together yet, but, oh, how she wanted to. They'd been so close in the enchanted forest.
She returned his kiss with as much fervor as he had, letting herself bask in everything he was offering. Every inhibition she had melted away as she lay beneath this man. The only person she truly trusted these days. That wasn't nothing to her. It was actually everything, and that scared her as their mouths moved together for so long her head started going dizzy.
David moved his mouth to her jaw again, sucking and licking and biting, his face slightly rough with stubble, but she enjoyed it on her skin. She was enjoying it far too much.
"I want more," she said, her voice low and thick.
He was all too willing to comply. Pushing himself up, he moved down, undoing the clasp of her pants and pulling them off her, along with her underwear, dropping them to the floor. Gaze drifting over her body, taking in the parts of her he hadn't yet seen, David groaned and licked his lips. He knelt on the couch, leaning down with his weight on his hands and his mouth on her abdomen. David kissed her soft skin. Moving his mouth down her toned belly, then to the space between her hips, he looked up at her as he did, her gaze matching his; hungry and needy.
So he gave her more, taking the words of her desire seriously. He kissed further down, pushing her legs apart and settling on his elbows between them. When he reached it, he flicked his tongue against her clit, the moan she rewarded him with filling him with even more want. The want to touch her and lick her and suck her, hungry for her body as much as he had been in the Enchanted Forest, but this time he was allowed it. He curled his arms under her thighs, gripping them as he moved lower and slid his tongue through her slit, tasting her and reveling in it.
Regina moaned, her hand coming to the top of his head and gripping his short hair. "Mm, David…"
He took that as a good sign, tensing his tongue and dipping it into her opening. She tasted amazing, and he wanted all of her that he could get. He kept his tongue moving into her opening for a long moment, then moved his mouth to her clit, leaving soft, sucking kisses to the flesh of her cunt as he did. One hand tracing her thigh, he brought the other between her legs, gently pushing two fingers into the hot, wet heat awaiting them.
Regina would've been embarrassed about the guttural sound she made if she was with anyone but him. David knew her better than anyone else, and somehow he still wanted to be around her. And the things he was doing to her were things she hadn't felt before. She'd never had someone who wanted her body like he did, who was tasting her and treating her delicately while also obviously enjoying her.
Her body shivered in pleasure as he groaned against her clit, taking a moment and pressing his forehead to the inside hinge of her thigh. "Regina," he groaned. "I want everything."
"Then have everything," she answered, looking at him when he lifted his head, meeting his gaze and meaning her words. At that moment, she didn't care if he was married. She should, she knew that, but she wanted him, and he obviously wanted her, and she didn't care about Snow's feelings.
Keeping his eyes on hers as he returned his mouth to her clit, David flicked his tongue against it. It was so erotic, and she certainly wouldn't ask him to stop, even if she desperately wanted him inside of her.
She whimpered his name, her hips lifting off the couch as he pushed her closer, his mouth sucking and his fingers now moving faster and harder, curling against her g-spot, rubbing with the perfect amount of pressure, and she gasped. "Oh, David… right… oh— oh— ah, don't…"
He didn't stop, he knew that's what she was asking, for him to keep going as her body writhed sexily beneath him. Her hips were rocking up against him, her thighs closing around him as much as they could, squeezing around his head. She was whimpering, whining, panting, and fuck, was it hot.
Going back to sucking firmly on her clit, David moved his fingers faster, harder, wanting—no, needing to hear her. He was so hard it was almost painful, and every breath, every sound she made was making his desire grow.
And finally, finally, she cried out so loudly, practically screaming his name as every inch of her trembled, her hips jerking up erratically, her perfect body reacting as much as she had vocally. Then her body went slack beneath him as her lungs heaved in her chest searching for air, and he slowed his fingers, pressing a kiss to her clit before moving up only enough to press his forehead to her lower belly, his own breaths as heavy and uneven as hers were, hot against her skin.
After a few long, satisfied minutes, Regina stroked his hair, then caressed his face down to his jaw, fingers deftly urging him to tilt his face up. When he did, her heart seemed to skip a beat. His eyes were so full of lust that she almost couldn't breathe. His lips and chin dampened by her, the sign of his sexy endeavor.
"I want you, David. I want you so badly it almost hurts," she said, biting her lip when she realized how much she was revealing.
Licking his lips, he leaned up and looked over her, his eyes slowly and obviously gazing over every inch of her naked body. "You have no idea how much I want you."
She propped herself up on her elbows, slowly licking her lips. "So have me."
"Are you sure?" he asked. "Because I need you to be sure. I'm not certain how much I can control myself if you say yes." David dipped down again, pressing a kiss to her skin just below her belly button. He nipped it, repeating his actions all the way up her torso. When his mouth was at her sternum, he grinned. "And if you're sure, I am definitely not doing this on a couch; I want to enjoy every part of you, and our current location won't allow for that."
"I do have a bedroom, you know."
He smirked, standing and pulling her up. Once she was standing, he lifted her to him, gripping her thighs as she wrapped her legs around his waist. David couldn't wait to feel her skin against his, to take her the way he'd wanted to for ages at this point. He'd wanted her so badly for far too long now, that knowing it was going to happen was making him so fucking hard that he felt lightheaded.
As they made their way upstairs to her bedroom, Regina took the opportunity to have her turn to kiss his skin. She dipped her head, pressing her lips to his neck, and kissing from the base of it to just below his ear. She sucked softly there for a moment, then nipped his skin. He groaned. She wanted all of him, all that he was willing to offer, and apparently, for the time being, he was willing to give her all of it, everything she desired.
Once they were in her room, David set her down onto her feet, taking her face into his hands and kissing her. As they kissed, she pressed her hands to his chest, her palms smoothing over his t-shirt covered muscles to his shoulders, shoving at the open flannel he was wearing. He broke the kiss to help her get it off him, and once it had dropped to the floor, her hands immediately moved to his t-shirt, pulling it up his body to get it off of him. He rubbed his hands along her upper arms as she undid his belt and pants, then walked her backwards to the bed, he kissed her as she shoved at his pants, and he helped her rid himself of them with his belt, and boxer briefs all at once.
Gently pushing her down to the bed, he climbed over her, and she shifted, moving her body so her head hit the pillows and he followed, hands pushing into the pillows on either side of her head. David leaned down to kiss her. Regina kissed him back, sucking on his lower lip as she moved one hand to wrap her fingers around his dick. He groaned roughly, then dropped his head to her shoulder, hips jerking automatically into her touch. Her hand was as soft as the rest of her skin, and it felt beyond words to have her touch him.
"Fuck, Regina," he said on a shaky breath.
"Mm, please do," she answered, her voice low and thick, desperate and needy, and it made him grow even harder in her hand. He looked down between their bodies, then gripped his hand over hers on his dick, leading him to her wet opening, and he pressed himself into her, taking her hand with his as he moved it from him, letting himself push all the way into her as he moved their hands, palm to palm, to press hers into the pillow beside her head.
He paused once he was inside of her, taking in her gasp and the incredible feel of her, the heat eminating between their bodies that were finally connecting. He relished in the feel of it, the feel of her, finally being with her in the way he had desperately wanted for far too long. After waiting a minute and letting her body adjust to him, David started moving slowly against her, drawing out and pushing back in with slow strokes. He held his weight on his hands, one pressing into the bed underneath her pillow, the other still pressing her hand into the bed, their fingers playfully moving against each other's. Then he leaned down and kissed her.
It was a messy, lazy kiss, unfocused, their lips catching, their noses bumping, both of them too focused on how incredible it felt to give in to each other.
They moved together, Regina rocking her hips up against every movement he made into her, their bodies working together as though they'd always been meant to. He moved his lips from hers, trailing over her cheek to her jaw, sucking kisses that made light, wet sounds that almost matched the pace of their hips colliding as they moved into each other over and over.
After minutes of their slower pace, he couldn't help himself and he started thrusting into her with more firm, rapid movements. He moved the hand he had pressing into the bed between their bodies, his thumb finding her clit and rubbing against it in erratic, desperate circles. He wasn't looking to end it any faster, but he wanted to feel her orgasm around him, he wanted to feel it while he was deep inside her, because when she had come at his hand and mouth, it had been one of the most incredible feelings he could imagine, and he wanted to feel that while he was buried inside of her.
Regina brought one hand to his ribs, the other to the curve of his shoulder, rocking her hips into his thrusts, closing her eyes at the pleasure he was giving her. Leaning up, she kissed his shoulder, then his neck. She took her time tasting him as he worked her up. Peppering wet, open-mouthed kisses along his neck, she punctuated those kisses with soft moans, a whimper or two, and also the occasional nip of her teeth against his skin. He was good. So fucking good. And she knew it wouldn't be long before she came, though she desperately wanted to drag it out, unsure if it would ever happen again. He was like a breath of fresh air while she'd been drowning in pain, and she'd never want to give it up.
David worked his thumb faster against her, tight circles, switching it with up and down motions, working her closer, every right movement of his thumb making her legs twitch deliciously around him as she grew closer.
"David," she breathed. "I'm… please don't stop…"
He didn't. He wouldn't. He was aching for her to come. And it didn't take that much longer, his deep thrusts into her and the way he was working her clit. With her orgasm growing closer, her hips moved erratically against him.
And fuck, when she came, a gasp of his name on her lips, her body tightening so firmly around him that he groaned roughly, David's head felt like it was spinning. He stilled his hips for a moment, taking in the feeling of her coming on his dick.
"Fuck… damn, Regina…" he whispered, his lips just barely a touch away from hers. He leaned down, kissing her hard as he started thrusting more firmly into her, his body desperate for release after feeling hers.
She had paused for a moment when her orgasm rushed over her, but she didn't want to stop moving against him, so as soon as she'd half-recovered, she continued rocking her hips into his, one hand moving to his face as he kissed her. She felt drunk on him, on the way he was making her feel. She'd do this over and over again if she could. She'd have him all the time if he was hers, because the way he made her feel was better than anything she'd felt in her life.
He grunted her name again, and Regina could tell he was close. She moved her lips across his jaw to his neck, sucking firmly, then biting gently, as she slipped her hand to the back of his head, scratching there as they moved together. The bite seemed to elicit his orgasm, and he dipped his head and bit her shoulder in return, his hips jerking once, twice, three times until he thrust so deep into her that she cried out, and he stayed there instead of pulling back for another thrust, then he pushed himself desperately deeper into her, just slightly trembling as he buried his face into her neck.
She let out a soft breath of satisfaction, then he just barely moved off her, laying himself snugly against her side. He nuzzled her shoulder, then pressed a kiss to it, his hand moving to her belly and resting there.
"Regina… that was…" he trailed off, too lazy with his satisfaction to try to find the right word to describe how she'd made him feel.
Turning her head to look at him, she took in his blissful expression. She couldn't think of a time when she'd made someone feel like that. After gazing at him, his closed eyes, the unburdened, faint smile on his lips, she leaned over and pressed a soft kiss to his forehead and smiled.
"That was… definitely worth the wait," she murmured.
David opened his eyes, meeting hers, and nodded. "Far beyond worth the wait."
She nodded, too, no words fitting the way she wanted to respond. It had felt so good to finally give into what she'd wanted from him, and to have him laying beside her. And the way she felt when he slid his hand from her belly to her side, tugging her closer to him.
"Can I stay here with you?" he asked softly, his voice thick.
And she couldn't help but nod, shifting so her back was against him. "How could I kick you out of bed after that?" Regina asked teasingly.
"Good, then let's nap."
She hummed her agreement. She'd never had this type of moment before. None of her sexual partners had been anyone she'd wanted to have stay, and it wasn't like they'd wanted to stay, either. But with David… she never wanted to let him go, so the fact that he wanted to stay made her feel a satisfaction she'd never had in her life. And she had no idea how long he'd spent focusing his gaze on her as she'd fallen asleep into a mid-morning nap.
Eventually, he fell asleep, too, but in a weighted satisfaction of knowing that, at the very least, she had some kind of affection for him that she wasn't going to truly allow to surface. But it was there, and he knew that he'd have some kind of chance when he would finally decide to tell her about how his marriage was done, that he couldn't be with Snow again. Eventually he would tell her, and he hoped that when he did, she'd understand that it wasn't only about what his wife had done to her, but because he'd fallen in love with her when they were together in the Enchanted Forest, and that it was a feeling he couldn't turn away, even if he'd been willing to try to.