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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/F
  Fandom:
      Once_Upon_a_Time_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Evil_Queen_|_Regina_Mills/Queen_of_Hearts_|_Cora
  Additional Tags:
      Parent/Child_Incest, Naivety, Futanari, Mildly_Dubious_Consent,
      Manipulation
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-05-20 Completed: 2016-01-31 Chapters: 2/2 Words: 6613
****** Sheath to thy Sword ******
by drippingwithsin
Summary
     Changes when one hits a certain age are to be expected but in
     Regina's case they are far different from the average girl luckily
     though her mother is there to help. After all, as the age old saying
     goes mothers always know best.
***** Chapter 1 *****
In a gloomy room hidden within the deepest part of a massive Gothic-style
castle, a girl stood in front of a floor length mirror naked as the day she was
born while her eyes roamed over her exposed flesh. Her skin, olive and flawless
was one to be envied, her breasts both round and firm were designed for
producing a healthy amount of milk. Her body young, soft, feminine, perfect for
childbearing.
Yes at first glance all was perfect with the young woman, but if one were to
hesitate long enough to get a good look they would find a surprise hidden just
below her navel. For something stood out there. Something that never should be
on a woman.
A cock.
Long and thick it swayed mockingly betwixt her legs. The dark beauty's face
scrunched in disgust. Up until now, she paid it no mind but now new sensations
it caused had begun to plague her and the disgusting thing would harden for
nothing. When she questioned her maid, Celia, about it the old woman sputtered
and darted her eyes away. Mumbling something along the lines that perhaps she
should ask her father. It was then she found out that she was far from being a
normal girl.
She lifted a dagger from a nearby table and stared at the silver blade as it
glinted maliciously in the candlelight. She inhaled deeply then brought it down
until it was merely a hair's length away from the member. It would only take
one swipe and she'd be normal. She'd be a real girl just like all the others.
Her hand began to tremble uncontrollably as did her bottom lip.
She couldn't do it.
Regina turned and flung the dagger into a nearby wall. She growled in
frustration. She wanted it gone. She wanted to be normal for once. She looked
once again at the mirror and stared at the unwanted appendage, mentally willing
it to go away.
Unbeknownst to the princess, however, someone was watching her.
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Hidden within the shadows predatory amber eyes drank in the girl's well-muscled
back and shoulders before using the mirror's reflecting ability to their
advantage to get their fill of her front. Full breasts hung proudly above a
toned stomach that appeared to be soft but the intruder knew that if a hand was
to be run over the skin that you could no doubt feel the hard muscles
underneath. The eyes lowered farther and a soft gasp fell from the intruder's
mouth because there betwixt the girl's legs semi-hard swung a most glorious
sight. A semi-hard deliciously long and equally deliciously thick member.
The woman in the shadows pressed her legs together as the flower betwixt her
own legs began to weep to be filled. It had been many moon cycles since she'd
first laid eyes upon her daughter's darkest secret and naturally back then it
was not much to look at but now, oh now she licked her suddenly dry lips
slowly. From once a small acorn came a mighty oak. Unable to compose herself
any longer she stepped into the room. "My, have you grown."
The girl squealed, spun around before wrapping an arm around her breasts and
hurriedly cupping her shame. "Oh, it's you Mama! You frightened me." She
relaxed a bit.
"My apologies, dear heart." The older woman walked over to the still trembling
girl and cupped her cheek, lifting her head to look so that she could look her
in the eye. "Are you alright? You seem upset."
When they locked eyes it was as if a dam had been broken, tears sprang forth
and the girl began to sob uncontrollably. "What's the matter, my love?" The
girl merely cried harder. Cora pulled their bodies flush and wrapped her in a
tight hug, shivering when something soft yet firm pressed against her thigh.
"Why can't I be a normal girl, Mama?" Regina sobbed into mother's shoulder and
breathed in her unique scent of roses, mint, and something else uniquely Cora.
"Oh my darling " Gently, Cora stroked her daughter's back and made shushing
sounds. "But you are a normal girl."
The princess shook her head. "No, I'm not. I have seen what women are supposed
to look like down there Mama and I don't have a flower. I have a sword. I have
man parts." She spat out the last two words as if they were poison.
"And that's what makes you special, my love."
"No, it makes me an abomination." Regina whispered the last part as hot tears
trickled down her face.
Cora held her if possible even closer. "Shh, my darling. You are merely
different. Special in your own right." The older woman subtlety shifted her
body so that it rubbed just right against the girl's and a candle flicker later
she smiled wickedly when she felt the lump harden.
Regina gasped. Oh Gods, it was doing it again. Hardening and throbbing and on
her mother. Her stomach turned and tried to push her mother away but the elder
woman held on tightly. "I'm so sorry, Mama!"
"Why whatever for, dear?" Cora feigned ignorance.
"I didn't mean, it jus-just keeps doing that."
"What keeps doing that?" It took every ounce of iciness within her to keep the
amusement out of her voice.
Regina swallowed and cleared her throat. "My um my cock." 
"Oh" Cora pulled back and gave her daughter a reassuring smile. "Oh my dear
sweet girl, what's happening to you is perfectly natural."
Dark watery eyes widened making the girl look as innocent as a fawn. "It is?"
The smile widened on Cora's face. "Yes, dear heart. Men have the same problem
at your age. Their swords harden without prompt; ready for a sheath." She
practically purred.
"Then how am I suppose to do anything if it keeps doing that?" Regina
questioned as she gestured to her groin area.
Unable to resist such a temptation, Cora looked down to get a much closer look
and had to resist the urge to lick her lips for the numerous time that day.
Even half flaccid, Regina was enormous. Much bigger than her pathetic excuse of
a husband. That combined with that youthful back of hers would make the girl
quite the stallion in the boudoir. Another wave of liquid heat pooled south and
her smile took on a wicked lite. "Ah don't fret, my love. Mama knows exactly
what to do."
Regina lifted her head from Cora's shoulder, her large innocent eyes full of
curiosity and hope. "You do?"
The Queen of Hearts smiled reassuringly but inside she did a mental cheer. "Oh
yes, my dear. Mama knows all now come along let her show you." She took the
girl by the hand and lead her to the bed where she let go to crawled across the
furs over to the center. Once there she turned, smiled, and rose upon bended
knees. "Come."
She slid her hand sensually down the girl's heaving chest. Her slow, purposeful
touch made the young woman squirm in anticipation, but Cora knew better than to
rush into this. If she did the evening would be a very short one. No, she would
build the tension in her daughter until the girl couldn't take it anymore then
release her.
Regina's body tensed as her mother's gentle caress trailed down her body. Her
skin tingled in the finger's path, it was soft, subtle touch that was unlike
anything she had felt before. No one had ever touched her like this, and for
some reason unknown to her it made her heart race and lower half heat.
The hand went lower.
And lower....
And lower....
Until-- she gasped and her body went stiff when a finger lightly brushed
against the base of the cock, causing it to twitch as if electrocuted. Regina
swallowed thickly and grabbed Cora's hand to move it away. "Don't, Mama." She
squeaked, not wanting her mother to sully her delicate hands by touching such a
disgusting thing.
"Shh, shh, it's alright." Cora soothed and after a moment's hesitation, her
finger continued its assault until the girl was fully erect then she let the
others join. They wrapped around and lightly stroked the rock hard shaft up and
down causing the girl to cry out in pleasure.
Regina glanced downward and swallowed thickly as watched the older woman's hand
slid along the length of her shaft. The brunette moaned, none of her own
tentative touches had felt anywhere near as good as her mother's skilled hand,
and she felt nearly ready to burst at the stimulation.
"Mama." Regina breathed, the pressure in her belly growing with each stroke.
"Are you ready?"
Not sure exactly what her mother meant she found herself nodding nevertheless.
Cora chuckled and lowered herself onto her back with legs spread wide. "Come
here, my love." She beckoned her daughter over and timidly the girl crawled her
way upward until she was kneeling upon bended knees in between her mother's
legs.
Noticing the girl's hesitance, Cora motioned her to come forward and with eyes
wide with fear and excitement Regina obediently lowered her body downward,
placing a hand on each side of her mother's head she hovered above her and
waited. Cora reached upward, cradling the back of her head and she pulled her
downward.
Mouths met, first with just a peck then more intensely, more passionately, and
if the Red Queen opened her eyes, she'd seen the younger's face scrunched in
concentration and her hands white-knuckling the furs to keep herself from
touching. But she didn't open her eyes, just opened her mouth a little, to slip
her tongue out. She teased her first sliding it across the girl's lips gently
coaxing her to open.
Once she did, Cora slipped inside and playfully dueled with Regina's tongue,
encouraging the girl to interact. The kissing deepened and with it much to the
older woman's delight Regina began touching first her shoulders then more
softly her breasts, it was light and experimental and sent pleasant tingles
throughout her body. But the Queen need more. Always.
"That feels wonderful, my love." Cora offered as they parted, hoping that those
hands would stop being so timid if Regina feels encouraged. Thankfully she was
right and the praise seemed to do the trick. The touches became firmer yet
still retained a certain virgin curiosity that was just delicious. Regina
kneaded the breasts much like a kitten would its mother. 
"Regina."
"Yes, Mama?"
"Would you like to suckle from them like you used to?"
The brunette blushed and nodded shyly.
"Well, go ahead my as much as you need." She pushed her chest out a bit for
emphasis. Regina leaned down and sucked a taut nipple into her mouth much as
she did when she was just a babe.
The older woman gasped as jolts of pleasure ran from her chest to her groin.
"Such a good girl." Placing a hand on the daughter's head, she pushed her
closer.
The girl's curious hands moved lower and much to the older woman's dismay she
lifted her mouth away. "Mama? Is this alright?" Cora could only nod. Gods, the
girl hadn't even penetrated her yet and her body already felt as though it was
on fire. She moaned in earnest and spread her legs encouraging the girl to go
further. Shuddering at the feather-like caress of fingertips against a place
that's been touched so many times, yet never felt this good.
Excited and more than a bit nervous, Regina took the time to explore her
mother's sex. It was far different from her own. Some places hard, some petal
soft but all was warm and wet. It was like touching a flower after a summer
rain but not quite as silky. She smiled and once again lowered her mouth to
take a nipple back into her mouth.
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Cora groaned in a mixture of pleasure and frustration although it felt heavenly
this innocent fumbling just wasn't enough. She reached downward, taking
Regina's hand in her own she moved it to her pulsating bundle of nerves where
she guided it gently to make a circular motion.
A flicker later, she thanked the Gods above that Regina was a bright child when
the girl began to copy her movement nearly right away. "That's it." Cora cooed
and let go. "Just like that. Good girl. Such a good girl." She moaned and
bucked against the touch.
Feeling the slickness increase with each and every movement and smelling the
sweet musky scent of her mother. Regina began to wonder how it would taste. A
few summers back she'd stolen a book from the restricted area within the royal
library. In it were numerous drawings of sexual acts between women. Including
one where one woman had her face between another's legs using her tongue in the
most wicked of ways in the most forbidden of places.
She pulled away from the nipple then hurriedly slipped lower before Cora had a
chance to open her eyes and protest.
The sight of her mother's core, flushed and glistening with juices, made the
girl whimper. She took a deep breath and licked her lips. Feeling a heat blast
of air wash over her folds, Cora's eyes flickered open only to find her
daughter deep dark eyes staring back at her from betwixt her legs. "Regina, my
love what ah-With a bit of hesitance, Regina swiped her tongue slowly against
folds. The taste was certainly different, unlike anything she ever tasted
before. Cora gasped sharply, her fingers threading around Regina's raven locks
she pulled her closer. Gods where on earth had the girl learned that from? If
she found out one of those harlots had touched her daughter she'd kill them.
Another swipe of the tongue though and Cora suddenly found herself not caring
anymore.
"More, my love." She rocked her hips frantically.
Eager to please as a puppy, Regina dove in fully, lips flush against nether
lips her tongue began painting up and down the other woman's folds. Cora arched
and bucked hard into the wandering mouth, a sharp cry tearing through her as
the restless tongue bumped her clit. She gasped, thighs trembling around
Regina's head. "There, my love. Right there." Cora nearly howled as the girl
suddenly latched onto her nub and suckled from it like a babe on a teat.
"Gods, don't stop."
Regina glanced upward and whimpered around the mouthful. Never before had she
seen her mother this beautiful. Body taut covered in a sheen of sweat with a
dark auburn mane of hair wild and untamed fanning around her face she appeared
to be the very image of the Goddess of the Hunt herself. Unconsciously she
began to move her hips against the mattress to relieve some of the pressure
betwixt her thighs.
"Oh Gods, yes, yes, yes. Just like that Regina." Cora dug her nails deep into
ebony locks and yanked with each movement.
Regina hummed, unaware that it sent vibrations rocking through Cora's core, up
her spine, and all over her body. Cora shook, gasping out the girl's name, her
hips bucked up desperately to prolong the waves of pleasure coursing through
her as long as possible. Until finally her body went slack. The princess pulled
away, her face shining with juices. She licked it away and sweetly kissed up
her mother's trembling frame.
"Was that-was that alright, Mama?"
"M-more than." Cora said in between heaving breaths and shuddered as her clit
pulsated.
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Once she'd caught her breath, she pulled the princess's body closer to her own
then once again. "Are you ready, my love? Are you ready for Mama to make you
feel good as you did her." Smiling, Regina nodded.
Cora reached down but this time instead of touching herself she wrapped a hand
around the girl's member and gently tugged her forward. Taking the hint, Regina
pushed her pelvis forward until- both gasped as the tip finally hit its mark.
Still holding on, Cora ran its head up and down her entrance, coating it
thoroughly with her juices. She let go and placed her hands on the girl's
behind, adding a bit of pressure to guide the girl into motion.
Taking it as her cue, Regina pressed the tip of her erection within the weeping
entrance and slowly pushed forward. Cora shut her eyes, wincing and tightening
her grip on girl's shoulders as she felt the large member push inside. After
months of sexual deprivation, it hurt to be stretched like this but she knew
from experience that in time the pain would decrease and eventually the
pleasure would take over.
Regina's own eyes slipped closed. "Gods." The brunette breathed, never before
had she felt such pleasure as this. Her mother was so soft, warm, and wet that
she had to resist the urge to slam into her like a stallion rutting against
mare in estrus.
She opened her eyes once more but paused when she noticed the pained expression
upon her mother's face. "Are you alright, Mama? I didn-I didn't hurt you did
I?"
"Wha-" Cora blinked to clear her blurry eyes and her nonexistent heart melted
when she sees the concern etched across her daughter's face. "Oh no, no, my
darling. Mama just needed a little moment to adjust is all. Just..just go
slowly."
She nodded and gently began thrusting. The pace was slow, careful, and unsure
but after a while of going at it, the pain Cora felt finally subsided only to
be replaced by blinding pleasure. "Faster, my darling." Groaning, Regina obeyed
and increased her rhythm, pounding into the older woman beneath her.
"Gods, yes!" Cora moaned and wrapped her legs tightly around Regina's waist,
pulling her closer, making her go deeper. The brunette took it as a cue and
started thrusting even harder, pulling out until only the head of her cock was
still inside and then pushing back in. "Yes my love, just like that." They were
both heavily panting and already dripping with sweat.
Feeling Regina's hips began to jerk, Cora slid a hand between their bodies and
panted as she began quickly rubbing her bundle of nerves in tight little
circles.
Inner walls clenching around the thick girth, Cora came undone violently with a
long breathless whimper, her back arching, and nails digging painfully into the
caramel-skinned girl's sides. Regina came a candle flicker later, shooting her
thick hot seed deep within her mother's womb. Neither caring what the
consequences of this action might be in the future. That Cora would take care
of later but for now she'll just happy drown in this sea of pleasure.
Her arms gave out and she collapsed on top of her mother. After a few moments
of fruitlessly trying to catch her breath, Regina regained some strength and
pulled out causing both of them to whimper. She rolled off the older woman and
curled into her side." Are-are you alright?"
Cora turned so she was facing Regina and when saw the look of concern in the
girl's eyes, she couldn't help but smile. The girl just looked so adorable with
her face scrunched like that. She leaned over kissed Regina and chuckled. "Oh
my darling, I am more than alright. I feel wonderful. You made me better than I
have in ages, my love."
Regina blushed and smiled broadly at the rare praise. "Truly, Mama."
"Oh yes. You are quite skilled to be so...inexperienced." And so much better
than your miserable excuse of a father she mentally added.
The smile grew impossibly bigger.
The other woman unconsciously felt her self-copy the expression. Still so very,
very, innocent and so deliciously naive. Perfect. She'd been neglecting her
daughter for too long. It was time, time to begin molding this lump of coal.
Like a whetstone, she'll chip away little by little until the girl turned hard
as a diamond. A black knight to a red queen. With Regina, she will be able to
conquer nations, bring them to their knees, have them beg for fruitlessly for
mercy. All the while laughing in their faces whilst she watches onward as her
black knight slices their throats. Afterwards, they'd bathe and rut in their
enemies blood like animals. Perhaps produce an heir, one begat surrounded in
death's blackness and love's inmate embrace. After all, royal magical blood
should not be tainted. It should be preserved.
Cora blinked rapidly snapping herself out of the fantasy and looked at Regina
with renewed clarity. Taking note of the drooping eyelids and slowed breathing.
She reached over and tucked a lock of raven hair behind the girl's ear. "Sleep
now, my love. I have a feeling that tomorrow will be tiresome and you need your
rest."
"Okay, Mama. Will-will you stay with me?" Her voice was small and a bit timid.
Cora smiled and pulled the girl forward until she was practically on top of
her. She wrapped her arms around the smaller body and pressed her closer. "Shh,
now Mama's here." Cora cooed and begin to hum an age-old lullaby that was
passed along through many generations but never failed to put a babe to sleep.
Listening to the sweet melody, Regina sighed in contentment as she let her body
melt into her mother's.
After a while when the girl's breathing finally evened out and Morpheus took
hold, Cora lie in the darkness pondering. The first thing that would have to go
before Regina's training even began was that sniveling little worm she called
husband. He was too sweet, too soft, his influence would only cushion the
training. No, she could not, would not allow that. Her daughter was a ferocious
lion, not a gangly doe-eyed mare. She'll soon crave fresh bloodied meat, not
apple treats. So her husband had to go.
Yes, soon, she decided, her 'husband' will have an awful tragic accident.
Perhaps his faithful steed will get spooked by a snake sending him head first
upon the nearest rock or a stray arrow will happen to embed itself deep within
his heart. There is/are a lot of ways one could die in the forest. Choices so
many choices. She looked down at her slumbering daughter and smile. "Soon, my
love, it will just be you and I."
***** Chapter 2 *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Ten summers later 
A monotone sky cloaked the land, not letting in a single beam of sunlight enter
it set a grim tone for the dark army's glorious return. Countless horse hoofs
beat on the ground their sound like thunder to the ears of the locals. The
countless men moved as one.
But despite being bloodied and forlorn, the dark army trudged through the
Obsidian Kingdom with their broad chests pushed outward and heads held high.
Their journey had been a long, brutal, but fruitful one that had left them all
more than a little worn down and proud. None more so than the woman riding in
the centre. High upon a monstrous Friesian stallion, the dark knight leads her
men carefully through the crowds of people gathered around. Their fists
clenched high above their heads, the people shouted their welcome in a chant.
Her expression ever stoic showed nothing of the turmoil raging inside. It had
been moons since she'd last seen her Queen and the beast within her trembled
with unsated bloodlust.
Soon
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Perched regally upon an elegantly carved obsidian thrown, Cora surveyed the
room for the hundredth time that day and exhaled. It'd been nearly a moon turn
since her black knight's departure and each day that passed she grew warier of
her return.
The royal messenger entered her line of vision."Your majesty." He bowed deeply.
She acknowledged him with the usual look of disdain."Yes?"
"Your army has returned."
"And what of my champion?"
"She leads them through the kingdom with pride, your majesty."
A small rare smile graced her lips and her amber eyes glittered with
excitement. Her dark knight was alive. "Very well. Go." She waved her hand in a
shooing motion. "Prepare for their arrival. Surely they will need food to warm
their bellies and whores for their beds once they dismount."
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People; servants and nobles alike chattered amongst themselves as light music
played in the background. The scene was atrociously light and cheerful for the
dark kingdom but the Queen allowed it.
The doors to the throne room burst open and suddenly silence.
The dark knight strode through the doorway, feminine muscular arms slightly
swinging and back straight. A long scarlet cape descended from her slender
shoulders, fluttering in the breeze created as she walked. The armor along her
entire body, blood long crusted by time and dirt clung to her like an extra
layer of skin. She emanated an aura of raw power that caused the mightiest of
men to quake in their boots.
She approached the throne and kneeled.
"My knight, tell me how did we fair?"
Regina looked up, her eyes like two smoldering coals when they locked onto her
queen's, she smiled wickedly. "The Summerland Kingdom is no more, your
majesty."
"Excellent, and what of the accursed white knight?"
"She along with the White Queen escaped."
Cora's face went completely blank outwardly showing no sign of displeasure but
if one took the time to look a bit closer they'd no doubt see the rage
simmering just beneath the surface. She said not a word simply rose from her
throne glided over to Regina and backhanded her across the face. "You let them
get away! I gave you one order, one order only, and that was to bring me their
heads!"
Face stinging and the slight taste of metallic on her tongue, Regina wisely
kept her head down. Not out of fear of pain but to keep herself from ravishing
her queen lest she be struck. "Apologies, your majesty. There was little we
could do. They escaped with the aid of the blue one."
"The blue one?" Cora clenched her teeth as she curled her hands into fists.
Wanting nothing more to track down that wretched little bitch and rip off her
wings, but now was not the time. Her knight had returned to her unharmed,
drenched and drunk from her enemies blood so all was not lost. She exhaled
slowly, calming herself. "No matter, she will pay and pay dearly for her
interference, that I vow. Now rise my knight and let us feast."
All around the room sighs of relief echoed.
The queen gave her knight a quick once over eyes darkening with lust then just
as quickly darted them away to look at the crowd. "Oh this glorious day we
celebrate. We celebrate the end of the Summerland kingdom and the beginning of
our reign. Their people shall know our wrath. All who follow shall follow us
into glory all who oppose death."
During the feast, they snuck heated glances at one another over goblets of
berry wine as the people around them chatted merrily about ancient battles and
olden times. Reaching over the table Regina showed off a bit flexing her
muscles as she yanked a leg off a turkey carcass.
A faint whimper escaped those curvaceous lips sounded just loud enough for her
to hear. Curling up in a seductive smile, Regina's eyes darkened to a ink as
she watched the other studying her. Just as eyes locked upon each other, the
younger ripped the meat from the bones in a barbaric display that caused Cora's
core to twitch with want.
Breathing in deep as sweat prickled at her hairline the queen finally had
enough and announced her early retirement whilst peering into dark orbs. With
little(no) protest from her subjects, she made her exit soon followed by her
knight which raised no questions.
Married couples and all that. A few brave ones shared knowing cheeky looks
though dared not say a word. For they knew walls and ears had eyes.
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Once the door she closed the door behind them, Cora turned back to the younger
woman, wrapped her hand behind the dark knight's neck and pulled her upward
into a deep kiss. Tongue slid against tongue growing more and more aggressive
with each flame flicker. The former taking greedily from the latter. Regina's
devoured her mother's mouth as if she were criminal at their last supper.
Moonturns of battlelust burst free and the animal was unleashed and Regina
snapped, pressing her mother against the closed door she ripped the dress
opened crudely revealing Cora's breasts. She did not softly kiss her way
downward nor did she gentle palm them, she wrenched her lips away from her
mother quickly lowered her head down then without preamble sucked one deeply
into her hot mouth.
Cora moaned arching her back as she clutched desperately at Regina's shoulders.
She reached down, gripping the other woman just underneath the behind and
slammed her none too gently against the door. Cora's legs automatically wound
around Regina's waist, pulling the other woman as close as possible, she
swooned a bit at the sheer strength behind the muscles bulging slightly to keep
her up. Regina ducked her head down once more taking the opposite breast in her
mouth. Suckling and swirling around the teat like starving babe she began
switching back and forth lavishing each with her undivided attention.
Cora moaned deeply as she tightened her legs and ground her clothed core
against the other woman's groin, breath hitching when she felt an all too
familiar large budge greet her. "Gods above, just-" Regina reached down,
grabbed a dagger free from her waist and brought it between them where with one
swipe she'd used it to cut a hole between her mother's thighs. Throwing the
item carelessly to the floor she brought her hand to Cora's core, moaning as
hot slick folds met her fingers.
"Please." Cora whimpered rolling her hips desperately. Regina growled throatily
at her mother's plea. Who was she to deny such a lovely plea from her queen?
She slid her hand in her riding trousers and fished out her cock.
"Did you miss your cock, my queen?" Regina questioned as she rubbed the tip
over her mother folds. "Did you miss its girth stretching out your sheath
readying it for seeding?"
"Yes," Cora hissed, pushing her hips out in a fruitless attempt to maneuver it
inside. Regina grinned was animalistic leaving the queen no doubt that this was
not her daughter taking her right now but the dark knight. And in a heart's
beat time she was proven correct when without warning, Regina slammed into her
and begin a hard steady pace.
Cora hissed in pain but dared not move. She scraped her nails on the metal of
the armor barely keeping up as her body rose and fell rapidly off her daughter
cock. "Oh Gods, yes! Give it me." Cora demanded through gritted teeth. "Give me
all your strength and ferocity I want it all!"
Regina snarled like the animal she was at that moment and picked up the pace
until she was pounding so deeply into the other woman's core that it was
borderline painful for the latter. The sound of wet skin slapping upon skin and
the loud thumps echoed throughout the room. It was a melody they knew all too
well.
The smell of coupling combined with old blood created a scent that sent both
women into a frenzy. Snarling and yowling like great cats in estrus they urged
each other onward.
"Yes, yes, yes, don't stop." Cora murmured incoherently, too lost in pleasure
to care about anything. With each thrust, a coil within her tightened.
Sensing the end was near and feeling her own self tighten, Regina tilted her
hips so that her cock was hitting that special place within her mother and her
pelvis was slapping against the nub throbbing with need.
And not even a flame flicker later, Cora tossed her head back hitting the wood
with a solid thump as her mouth fell agape in a silent scream. The inner walls
of her core greedily sucking her daughter's cock within until finally she too
fell over the edge, sending hot streams of seed deep within her mother.
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Once they pulled apart the younger woman let the older down, Regina flashed her
mother a playful shaky smile. "Did you miss my presence, Mother?"
Cora chuckled, cupping her daughter's face she stroked the skin there. "You
know I always do." She placed a delicate hand on her chest plate, she ran her
thumb back and forth through the grim then looked back upward at her dark
knight. "The blood of my enemy looks good on you, my love."
Regina smiled back and grasped the small hand upon her chest, pressing it
closer. "Then I shall wear it with pride, my queen."
Cora smiled at her daughter's reply. "Though I love to see you in this state
I'd much rather it stay out of my boudoir. Come, you need to be cleaned." She
grabbed her hand and lead her to the bathing chamber.
They walked over to the wading pool where Cora flicked her wrist banishing both
her ruined dress and Regina's armor in a thick cloud of crimson smoke. "Go sit
and let me bathe you." Regina walked forward before stepping in and sinking
into the waist-deep pool, warm rose scented water greeted her embracing her
body readily. She sighed then waded over to the other side where she turned and
sat on an underwater step. Cora soon followed with a bottle of something puce
in one hand and a rag in the other.
Once there Cora carefully reached up and wiped Regina's forehead, gently
cleaning downward until the warrior's face and neck were freed from the
remnants of the battle. She placed her hands on the dark knight's muscular arms
and began to wash them, slowly revealing the tanned skin beneath a layer of
dirt and blood. Dipping the soiled rag in the water, the queen raised her eyes
to who had been intently watching her as she delicately brought and began
washing away the filth from a broad yet feminine chest.
When finished she went down to underneath the water to cleanse Regina's legs
and finally her cock. Which unsurprisingly stood at attention for its mistress.
The process overall took nearly half a candlemark and only when Cora was
completely satisfied did Regina take the rag from her to do her own cleaning
process of her queen.
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Once finished she moved them back to her bedroom where they came to a stop at
the end of her bed. Cora turned to Regina and reached upward cupping her cheek
with her small hand. Regina hummed and leaned into the touch. Onyx met hazel,
their emotion-laden eyes conversing without a sound they poured their love into
one another.
"Make love to me, my knight." Cora said, her voice breathless yet thick.
"As you wish, my queen." Regina whispered as reached down behind the backs of
the other woman's knees and lifted her into her arms causing the Queen of
hearts to let out an uncharacteristic squeal and giggle.
Smiling cheeky, Regina walked over to the side of the bed and gently laid the
older woman down upon the furs. She planted her muscular arms on either side of
the other woman's head and smiled down at her.
A long swipe of her erect nipple. "Oh Gods!" Cora lost all coherent thought
after that as applied herself to the task at hand. Cora could see how she had
been so successful at conquering half of seven kingdoms if her attention to
detail in battle was as precise as it was in her attention to making love. The
brunette was everywhere, touching off sparks of pleasure wherever she made
contact.
Cora writhed beneath her weight as Regina took herself in hand and probed the
slick entrance with the tip of her cock. "Regina!"
Regina obliged the desperate plea and pushed forwards. She hissed in pleasure,
Cora was so hot and wet, her tight walls clung to the thick, throbbing meat
that sank into her intimate depths. This was different from before too caught
up in animalistic lust she didn't have the patience then to appropriate this.
Regina clenched her teeth at the embrace of her mother's core, slowly
withdrawing before pushing in once more, introducing a little more of herself.
The sounds of their coupling were wet and loud, a steady rhythm of powerful
thrusts that pumped thick inches of cock into Cora's depths. The grand four-
poster bed rocked beneath the strength of Regina's hips, its thick mahogany
headboard swayed violently hitting the stone wall behind in loud echoing
thumps.
Needing more, Regina wrapped her strong arms around the slight form and picked
her up with ease. She leaned back so her queen was now straddling her lap and
began to thrust rapidly. Cora's body rippled, cushioning Regina's strong,
driving thrusts as she impaled her mother time after time again, slamming
herself hard and deep into her mother's core with a growl locked behind her
teeth.
Cora placed her hands on her daughter's shoulders and dug her fingernails so
deeply that blood began to trickle beneath them. "Oh Gods." She rolled her hips
rhythmically, meeting her daughter thrust for thrust. Taking the member deeper,
harder, she impaled herself with abandonment, desperate in the need to reach
nirvana. She cared little for anything else at the moment. A whole Gods-be-
damned army could be pounding upon her gates right now and still, she would
continue to ride her dark knight to completion.
Wanting it to last a bit longer, Cora stiffened a bit to let her daughter know
she wanted to be in control. Feeling resistance, Regina hissed and growled in
frustration yet let her mother set a different pace one slower yet thorough.
Cora rose until the very tip lay inside of her then slammed back down.
Repeating the process in an unworldly pace she smiled when she felt calloused
hands gripping tighter at her hips."You feel so good, my knight." She whirled
her hips, gasping with the tip brushed against the spot within her. "So Gods-
be-damned, good." Her movements quickened until she was riding Regina like a
prized stallion.
Pants of wanton lust, groans of pleasure, and the squeak of the bed. Yes, the
song may have changed but the dance remained the same. Faster and faster the
elder went until the younger could take no more, raising her hips she began to
meet her as she took a breast within her mouth.
Never-ending sparks of pleasure course through their bodies around them clouds
crimson and violet swirled, mixing and licking playful at each other.
Magic, thick and seductive cloaked their mistresses so that no one, not even
the Gods themselves may see the sheer love the two women carried for one
another. And it was in its protective embrace that their climaxes hit. Sudden
and powerful yet not as violent as the first one it shook their bodies to the
core. Taking each woman by surprise they both gasped throwing their heads back
looking towards the sky as their eyes glowed with magic.
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Later on, bodies slick with sweat pressed together upon the bed. Their
breathing, heartbeats, and magic calm they drifted in and out of consciousness
neither willing to follow Morpheus just yet. They lie content as kittens in the
mid-morning sun. Regina nuzzled at the nape of her queen's neck as she ran a
thumb in soothing circles on an ever-growing abdomen.
Their princess would make her grand entrance come next winter and they'd make
sure all the world would fall at her feet.
                                      END
 
Chapter End Notes
     AN: Whelp, excuse me whilst I pack my bags to make a trip to hell. As
     always prompts and pairings are welcome I do only femslash though.
     Well there is one threesome fic I did with a man but its not graphic-
     my lesbian self can only take some much hetero before I feel the need
     to vomit.
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