the death of freedom;

"I dreamt of her again, Journal. She holds a brightness that draws me in like a moth to a flame. I fear she will be my undoing."

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Emma was beautiful. Of course, when one turned, they became extraordinarily so. It was part of the allure, she supposed. What drew humans to vampires, ultimately fating them to death, whilst vampires were able to feed. She knew that her little swan was gorgeous before, but now, knowing that she was hers in all of her beauty and glory. Well, it made her appear to be the most stunning creature she had ever laid eyes on.

“Come,” Regina held out her hand and beckoned her progeny forward. She was completely drawn and captivated by the sight of her beautiful Emma, emerging from death for what would be the first and last time. She had reached her forever. The eternity that they were fated to spend together was now in reach.

“My darling,” she practically cooed as she took Emma into her arms, holding her close and rubbing her back in soothing little circles. “I’m sure you’re famished. I haven’t eaten in days, as well. We both need to feed soon. I’ll teach you. It’s actually quite easy, you know. Mostly instinct.”

Pressing her lips against Emma’s forehead, she encouraged her further. “Can you hear that? The pulsing sound in the distance.” She gestured to the wooded clearing. “Go. Claim your hunt, my love.”

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Still hazy, Emma blinked through her newfound vision, remembering a certain ache in her stomach but unsure why. It was gone now, touching her abdomen made sure of that. Everything felt heightened: touch, smell, sight. The trees of green seemed brighter, the chirping of the crickets right beside her ears. It all just seemed... advanced, beyond any normal human comprehension.

“Regina?” Settled against her body, she swallowed, tasting a need for, not a sip of water, but something more metallic. Covered in dirt and blood, flashes of her past life came back to her slowly. Fire. Screaming. Pain. A battle, she recalled, but her memory ended there. “I don’t know what’s happening to me.”

Then, before she had a chance to speak further, her eyes darkened and she moved at a speed too quick for the human eye. A long male traveling stared at her with eyes wide in fear. Unable to control herself, she felt incisors descend from her gums and she pounced. Fangs digging into his neck as he screamed in pain, the warm blood met her lips with a thirst that couldn’t be quenched. It took only a second, then his body smacked to the floor. Drained.

Stumbling back and feeling the warm snakes of blood travel down her mouth and into her cleavage, she felt herself collide with a thick tree trunk. The body laid before her; the man was dead. “What have I done...”

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Regina’s eyes softened at Emma’s revelation. She felt the love she harbored for the woman increase tenfold when she realised just how pure hearted she was. It was an interesting contrast, given Regina herself was dark to the core.

“The child is already blessed, for he or she is fated to have you as a mother. As long as it has you, there is nothing to worry about, my love. Just focus on your love for the child, and everything else shall fall into place.” She brought her hand down to Emma’s abdomen and lovingly traced the flesh. “Pay no thought to what your husband may think. This child shall always have two souls in this world that loves it, and that is you and I.”

She exhaled, arms tightening around the one she loved protectively. “I will love it as my own. It is a part of you. Precious and pure hearted. I will guard this child with my life, just as I cherish and guard you.”

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“Just focus on your love for the child, and everything else shall fall into place.”

And so she did. Emma was a smart woman, though they deemed her a child (just not enough of one to marry off, apparently). Smart enough to keep all in her kingdom happy, including her husband. Killian boasted about their son as often as he could, a large hand on her growing abdomen with a grin. But she was no fool and knew the reason behind his happiness was the idea of an heir, not a child of his own. For if that was the case he would entertain such thoughts about a daughter. Emma wondered if he was even capable of love. She supposed in some ways, he was. Just not in the way Regina loved her.

Seeing Regina became less and less, though not of her own choice. It had simple become too dangerous to try with so many eyes on her. Instead she wrote letters and allowed the wind to carry them to the cliff, where she knew her woman in black would be waiting. Some nights she would stand out on the balcony, a hand caressing her growing bump through her nightgown as she wondered about Regina, hoped to catch a glimpse of her darkness in a way not unlike they had come together. She never did.

It would just seem that one fated night cast her a new future. Waking up to darkness and dirt and feeling the need to breathe but not needing it, Emma panicked. It was only when she climbed out of her confinement that she came to realise it was a grave.

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Regina arrived on their cliff immediately after sensing Emma’s turmoil. She had been feeling out of sorts for weeks without her. When they were apart, it was as if a piece of her soul was missing. The second their eyes met, she knew the reasoning behind her love’s solemn stance.

“Come here, my darling.” They sat together for a while in silence, Regina’s arm settled comfortably around her waist. “Talk to me. Tell me your fears, allow me to assuage them. A child is not a death sentence, my love. I personally feel that motherhood shall suit you.”

It was difficult, knowing that the woman she loved so dearly was carrying a vile man’s child. However, when she envisioned Emma with a baby, the only emotion she seemed to feel was longing. She knew she would love her child just as she adored her. If she required any help. Regina would readily provide it.

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Sitting in silence, Emma moved to rest her head on Regina’s shoulder. The feeling of being trapped was suffocating her. All she desired was to flee. Not taking Regina’s offer when she had the chance was her only regret for such a world had been at her fingertips and she denied it, foolishly. 

“I’ve always wanted a child,” she admitted quietly into the night. “But not like this. My husband is pleased, but I know that he only desires a boy as an heir. He won’t look at this child for a second if it’s a girl. How cruel of a mother do I have to be to inflict such a life upon an innocent baby?” As her fingers moved across her abdomen, barely a ghost of a bump, she whispered, “I am trapped here. I would never abandon my baby, but I don’t desire to lose it either.”

As her eyes found Regina’s, she pleaded with her, “What am I to do?”

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“I could always kill him, you know…” It was a joke, halfway, at least. “Your father and mother are the ones who forced you to marry that brute, are they not? It sickens me. The audacity of this world’s royals. They think they are doing their children a service by tossing them into loveless marriages? They aren’t your true family, my love.” Regina sank down to Emma’s level, looking into her eyes for a moment before kissing her on the cheek.

“I know you love them. You are so purehearted. Beautiful. Too precious to be married off to that imbecile only to bear his young, as they inherit your fortune and cause nothing but misery.” The thought of Emma tied to that man in such a permanent way sickened her. “I love you. I want you to be free. If you were tied to me as my progeny, I wouldn’t control you. Just guide you. Love you.”

“They don’t know what they’re doing, you know. They are too blind to see the beautiful treasure that is right before them. So concerned about the kingdom and appearances… Mortals are so foolish, my darling. You have always been more than them in my eyes.”

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“They don’t know any better,” Emma argued lightly in their defense. “After all, how could they? We only know what is right before us within our reach. They have never questioned the world in the way I do; they haven’t seen what it is able to offer. Comfort and riches, I agree, but it’s all they know.”

“Sometimes...” No, it was foolish. Her thoughts and emotions no doubt felt by her Woman In Black, Emma’s eyes glanced off to the side where they found dark orbs staring back at her. “Sometimes I wish you had never saved me. It sounds childish, I know, but perhaps it would have solved a lot of my woes. I fear my family would have been indebted, but I wouldn’t have a husband who claims to love me. I believe we have more than one life, do you? Perhaps my next one would have been fitting. Or maybe your kind of death is what is left for me. I think I shall like to find out.”

Before the sun rose, she found herself back in her room and in bed alongside her sleeping husband. Regina was gone and an emptiness remained. The day following was long and draining and all about keeping up appearances. 

As it would turn out, weeks passed and she was unable to meet Regina in the middle of the night. It was only when the news came from the apothecary that she was to be a mother, did she find herself out on the cliff in the dead of the night, awaiting Regina’s arrival. A hand on her abdomen, the fear struck in her eyes and heart. What she feared had become a reality. 

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“I think every vampire considers taking on a progeny, Emma. Whereas you humans find such things as food and water to be necessities, our kind only crave two things. Blood and companionship. As I’ve said, the bond of a maker with its progeny is the most powerful of our kind. Perhaps, even more powerful than any bond known to this world’s creatures.” Regina pursed her lips slightly, eyeing Emma with profound amusement. It made her unreasonably pleased whenever Emma expressed some semblance of attachment to her, even though it was, in a sense, inappropriate.

“If you asked me, and you were truly sure that it was what you desired, then I would oblige.” The answer was almost a second-nature, natural instinct for Regina. “I don’t wish to lose you to anyone else, either, my love. It seems I already have, in some aspects… I want you to be mine, Emma. I just want you to have the best. I don’t want you giving up your mortality until you are positive I am what you truly desire for the rest of eternity.”

She approached Emma, then, resting her hand on her cheek, caressed the smooth skin softly. “I promise, Emma, I won’t turn anyone else. Not unless it’s you… It’s selfish of me, I know, but the idea of losing you… It terrifies me. I want you to be immortal. I want you to be mine.”

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Emma weighed what becoming immortal would entail: a lifetime with Regina. Wasn’t that what her heart desired? There was reservations, of course. Back to her parents and her legacy... Even her new husband. The thought of being with a man she didn’t truly love and bearing his children sickened her. As a woman with a mind of her own and not an aimless zombie like the rest, her path was one she wanted to pave herself. While motherhood appealed to her, she felt like the time period wasn’t her own. It was oppressive. Raising babies into children and then grown men and women to a world that didn’t deserve it wasn’t something she was willing to do. As she thought this, the pains that would come with labour and holding her newborn children and watching them grow, she wondered if Regina could see into her head; wondered if their blood connected them to new realms of possibility, and wondered what a lifetime of love could bring them. A future, she desperately hoped.

Grasping Regina’s hand from her cheek to hold it, the cool contrast of dead skin to the heat of the fire, her eyes misted. “I do wish more than anything to spend a lifetime loving you, but I fear what doing so would entail. My husband would take our home and land, my parents would be forced to live among the rags in the streets. He would take a new wife and...” It was left unsaid, but the way she closed her legs and held the towel a little tighter said it all.

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Regina nodded. “Yes, my love. To become a Maker means to take on a huge responsibility. Newborn vampires are tricky to maintain. Most do not survive unless they have a skilled Maker to guide them." 

Her own Maker had trained her exceptionally well. Maleficent had trained her in all things related to their kind. She once thought that her Maker could even love her. Regina had been infatuated with her from the first day that they met. Her feelings dissipated when she abandoned her, however. Nowadays, she rarely even thought of the vampire.

"The relationship between Maker and Progeny is rather complex, Emma.” She went on, thinking back to her own experiences. “It can be either maternal or sexual- usually a mix of both. The relationship is a bond that cannot be broken. Being a Maker is truly the most precious honor our kind can have.”

She eyed Emma pensively before continuing. “I’ve never thought about becoming one, myself. I’ve always been alone. It would be nice to have someone tied to me in that way.”

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“So, you have considered it?” The thought of Regina sharing such a bond with someone filled Emma with dread, for their own bond felt special and wonderful but not like that of a maker and its progeny. As the water droplets dripped like tears down her legs, she padded further into the house. It held an air of old, a mystery, not unlike Regina herself. She touched a painting, it looked a lot like her Woman In Black. Shaking it off, Emma entered a living area of sorts. The first thing she noticed was the fire lighting, then how the flames danced along the chairs and she sat with a sigh, feeling the heat envelope her. 

Stretching out her legs and toes, a small smile graced her lips. “If I asked you to turn me into what you are, what would you say?” Though she acted in such a rhetorical manner, there was no hiding the longing in her tone. “I do not wish to lose you to someone else, I fear my heart couldn’t take it.”

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"I feel the same way, darling. When I am away from you, I am miserable." She cradled Emma’s wet body against her own. "I promise when we are ever apart, it won’t be for very long. You are mine, little Swan."

She placed a lazy, deep kiss to Emma’s lips, claiming her as her own even further. “I swear upon my entire being, neither he nor anyone else in your life shall ever harm you. No matter what happens, you will be protected. So, yes, you are fearless, but you are rightfully so.”

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Emma smiled. Regina most certainly made her fearless. She rose from her lap and wrapped her body in a towel. She was a lot less wet now, but it was cold and her body shivered. She could still feel her husband's fingers on her skin and lips on her mouth, like a taste and feeling she couldn't wash away. 

For a moment she wondered if she'd ever be able to and her heart clenched painfully in her chest as she realised the wonderful feeling Regina had given her during their time together, was replaced by a brutal invasion.

"So, this is your home..." She spoke, beginning to wander. She clutched at the towel a little tighter and walked (it wasn't the best of movements, she was still tender) out into the hall with her eyes falling on the paintings that covered the walls. "A Maker," she added moments later, "that is a vampire that makes another vampire, correct?"

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"You’ve not betrayed me at all, my love." She accepted Emma’s kisses with gratitude."Never apologise to me for simply making the best choices to protect your family."

She drank in the sight of her lover’s nude body with appreciation. The marks that her husband had left behind on her skin detracted nothing from her beauty. Emma was a vision. Stunning in every form and fashion.

"Look at you," she rubbed her taut nipple, "you could never disappoint me. I am yours. Forever. Until the day you grow weary of me. No matter what.”

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Emma smiled. She climbed from the bath, dripping, but sat onto Regina's lap anyway. Her arms wound around her neck and she laid her forehead against her smoother, colder one. "You make me fearless," she whispered.

Growing tired of Regina was not an option. Impossible, really. Attracted to her in every sense of the word, she felt a pull; it was magnetic. 

Rubbing their noses in a cute, silly bump, she couldn't get enough of her scent and feeling. Regina was soft in a way that wasn't soft and warm in a way that wasn't warm. When she was with her the connection she felt was unlike anything she had ever read about or experienced.

"Leaving you there," she exhaled, "on the balcony? It hurt my entire being. Not even my husband's brutal force can compare to the pain I feel when I am without you. I don't..." she searched her mind for the right words. Moving closer, she felt it in her heart. "I don't feel complete."

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"I’m completely yours, Emma. Regardless if you belong to your husband or not. I expect nothing of you, just know that I will always belong to you if you shall have me." She smiled at her genuinely, but it didn’t reach her eyes like she had hoped she could force it to.

It would be selfish to demand that Emma choose her, death, over life with her family and husband. She just hoped that she could grow to love him half as much as Regina already adored her.

"You’re always welcome to call me. Whenever you desire my company, just call. I will come to you, no matter the circumstance." 

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Moving onto her knees, the only sound being the water and her breathing in that moment, Emma cupped Regina's face between her hands. "Tell me," it was odd, but she felt like she knew her more than anyone else in the world, "what troubles you?" She deflated somewhat. "Have I disappointed you?"

Regina wanted more, Emma wasn't stupid enough to not see that. She felt stuck; she couldn't give her more. Could she?

"I did not want to lie with him and I am loathe to think that I have betrayed you in some way." She stroked her cheeks with her thumbs soothingly. "You have my heart and my body." Emma slid a hand down from her cheek and down to where she held the sponge. She made her drop it and instead filled it with her firm breast. "He does not own me; I am not his; my body is not his to take."

"It is yours."

With that, she kissed her very gently.

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"I will never leave you, Emma. Not if you don’t want me to." She picked up a sponge and some soap from a nearby basket and began to gently bathe her love. Between her thighs, down her back, around her neck. Every time she noticed a mark he had left on her, she hissed with disgust.

"Just say the word, my love, and I will assure that he never touches you again." Regina patted her back lightly with the sponge, pausing to listen to Emma’s questions.

She regarded Emma’s curiosity about her homelife with a somber frown. “I’ve lived here alone for as long as I can remember, now. My maker abandoned me soon after I was turned. I don’t believe she cared for me very much; she grew tired of me quickly. She moved onto better things and people, I suppose.”

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Emma never expected to feel so self-conscious, but when Regina bathed her and reached between her legs, she avoided eye contact. She hadn't looked in the mirror either, unable to look at herself. The ring on her finger told anyone who saw that she was taken, but the marks on her body claimed her as his.

"There's nothing you can do," she informed her sadly. It was done. She was married and she would spend her life with her husband. She couldn't walk away. "My family will suffer if this was to go sour."

Sitting in the water, she allowed the feeling of comfort to wash over her. It wasn't like the hand maidens washing her, it was pleasant and loving. She hung on to Regina's ever word, too; she wanted to know everything about her. "I can't imagine anyone ever growing tired of you. Your maker's mistake is my blessing. I'm selfish," she smiled coyly, "I want to keep you to myself."

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Regina said nothing more. She just nodded and picked Emma up as tenderly as she could manage. Holding her tight, she shielded her from the cold, night air and carried her home.

Her palace was dark. Drearier than Emma’s home, but it was definitely larger. Far more secluded, as well. She was willing to wager that none of Emma’s family knew of its existence.

She carried Emma up to her bedroom and into the bathroom. Regina ran a warm bath for her and removed her tattered nightgown, tossing it aside to be disposed of later. Placing her into the tub, she ran her hand through her hair and kissed her forehead.

"It’s going to be okay, Emma. You are safe now. I’m right here to take care of you."

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It surprised her, to have Regina carry her like she weighed nothing. Emma wondered what vampires were capable of. Perhaps she would find out one day. In that moment she chose to cuddle up to her love and feel safe.

Regina had taken her to a part of the town she had never seen before. It was true she hadn't seen much, but her family were wealthy and well known, so she had been to many places and knew almost all of them. Not this place, however. It dark and large and somehow fitting for her Woman in Black.

"This is where you live?" She asked softly. "Alone?" It seemed too big to live in it alone. She wondered if Regina could feel the pull in her heart as she thought of her, lonely. She probably could.

Sitting up in the tub, Emma brought her knees to her chest. She reached out to take Regina's hand. "You won't leave?"

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"I told you to stay away from the edge, little Swan. You could fall and get hurt again." Her words were light, but inside, Regina’s heart was breaking. The connection that she and Emma shared allowed her to feel everything. She had cried for her love the entire time. As soon as she had fled, Regina had rushed to meet her.

"Come here," she whispered before enveloping Emma into her strong arms. He had ripped her nightgown to near shreds, much like Regina desired to do to his heart. She pressed gentle kisses against her neck, attempting to calm her down

"I told you, I will always be with you, Emma. I will do anything for you. I can take you away, if that is what you wish." It wasn’t an empty promise. Regina would turn Emma if she wanted to be. She would make it look like a suicide. Anything to keep the love of her life away from that monster.

"Would you like to come home with me?" She asked softly, burying her nose in Emma’s hair to memorize her scent should she leave again. "I can give you a change of clothes and clean you up. I’ll bring you home before sunrise if it is what you wish."

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Emma ran straight for Regina's arms. The comfort she felt only made her cry harder, and she nuzzled her neck while her own was given soft kisses.

"It was not like you said." Pulling back, her misted eyes stared into the pair of darker ones. "Not like--" 

Her breath caught in her throat and more tears began to cascade down her cheeks. She had never expected a happy union but nowhere, not even in her darkest thoughts, did she imagine her wedding night with her husband to be so violating. She sobbed out, "Not like us."

Seeking the comfort Regina gave her, she fell back into her embrace. She gave a nod. She didn't want to be on the estate. Her husband was too busy sleeping and no one would come looking for her until the morning. She didn't want to leave Regina, and she didn't want to part from her arms. She closed her eyes, sniffling and breathing shakily in her attempts to calm down.

She couldn't find her voice, so she just nodded again.

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A small part of her had hoped that Emma would beg her to stay. Or even better, beg her to allow her to come with her. This wasn’t a fairy tale. Well, not Regina’s, anyway. 

The hardest part was feeling the pain that the other woman had felt as she had sent her away. Regina’s own grief was more than enough. Bearing both of the burdens at once had her gasping for air. She loved Emma.

Part of her feared that she would forget her. That Emma would fall in love with the man she was set to marry, bear his children, and live happily ever after. Something in her heart suggested that was not the case, but how could she be sure?

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Her father walked her down the aisle. The morning of preparations had lead up to the moment--curls covered by a veil, her dress belonging to her mother and her mother's mother before her. There were no butterflies in her stomach and the smile wasn't genuine. It felt like a funeral march.

Emma was given away like a piece of merchandise and stated her vows for all to witness, though did not mean any of them. In her mind, yes, she would be a wife and fulfill all duties; but not in her heart. 

When Killian kissed her, she felt her heart break.

There was dancing and celebration and times where her husband made her laugh. He wasn't truly terrible, perhaps she could learn to love him. He was adored by many and they were to set sail in the coming days. He loved to talk about the ocean and the wonders it held. His eyes lit up like nothing she had ever seen, his passion the waters and not his wife. She wondered if he loved her at all. Surely, he couldn't. She didn't blame him, either.

When night fell and they went to the bedchambers, she felt her heart skip a beat. He kissed her like he knew what he was doing and removed her gown with finesse. Killian marveled at her beauty and body, and kissed her supple skin like he owned it, marking her in places like her chest and neck and her inner thigh. They were both stripped and though his kisses had allowed her body to react and lubricate her some, her mind and heart wasn't in it.

"Killian..." she whispered against him. Her lipstick was smeared. "Wait, I don't think..."

Her husband shushed her, even as she spoke of her concerns. She was young; she wasn't ready; she needed time. He never listened, in fact he got somewhat angry and frustrated that would try to deny him what he claimed to be his. He turned her over and entered her. It hurt and burned; she bled and silenced herself with the pillow. It was over soon, anyway.

"I know it was scary, love," he told her after it was done. He was sleepy and sated. "But we are married, it is what has to be done. It will get easier. You'll learn to enjoy it." He kissed her before he fell asleep and she laid awake.

Emma ended up down at the cliff not long later. Her gown had been torn some and her blood and husband's release still coated her thighs. 

"Regina," she cried, like a child. She didn't want anyone else.

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"I’ve felt it from the moment I first saw you." Regina spoke hesitantly. She knew that with every second that passed in Emma’s arms, the time she would have left with her would only diminish.

She took in a shaky, shuddering gasp of breath. “I’ve waited for someone like you. For so long. I worry for you, Emma. I desire nothing more than for you to be happy. I want to protect you.”

Regina had been alive for nearly a century, yet the practically juvenile woman lying next to her had reduced her to the mentality of a babbling school girl. The truth was, she was lonely. She had been for a very long time.

With Emma’s departure, would she miss her chance at happiness forever?

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Whatever Emma intended to say was cut short by the sound of movement in the near distance. Time with Regina had made everything stand still, but the morning was quickly approaching; she needed to get ready for her wedding.

"You must go." She feared what would happen to her lover if they were to be found together. Her own punishment would be severe for not only would she be tainted, but she would have disgraced her family's name. "Now. I'm sorry, but you have to." She ushered her quickly and stripped her bed.

She didn't want Regina to go, it was probably the hardest thing she ever had to do--to send her away. Walking quickly to the balcony, she gestured to the escape to the left. The vines would work perfectly. 

"Miss White," a female voice called from the other side of the door. There was a knock and a jiggle of the door handle, but it was locked.

Emma captured Regina's lip in a kiss. She was crying as she did so. "I will never forget you. I will--"

"Miss White."

"--always keep you with me."

Turning away quickly and shutting the balcony doors, Emma scrubbed at her face and pulled on her gown. Everything was put away and clean when she unlocked the door. "I hadn't realised it was locked. I apologise, I am a deep sleeper."

"No worries, dear," the woman in charge smiled. "Let's get you ready for your big day."

The hand maidens drew up a bath and Emma forced a smile.

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"I will never leave you." Regina rested both of her arms securely around Emma’s waist, holding her as close as she could manage. "No matter what happens, I will always be with you."

Pools of red filled her eyes and blurred the view of Emma’s curves from her line of sight. She knew what happiness was now. True happiness. The feeling of being wanted, desired, and mutually needed. The woman she was sharing a bed with right now gave her everything she had been searching for for an eternity.

Yet this was the only night they would spend together. If Emma wished for it to be that way, of course. But why wouldn’t she, when she would soon find out that a cold, dead vampire is no match for a warm human that could offer her so much more? 

Regina blinked, and her traitorous tears covered her cheeks with streaks of red. She looked away, not wanting her beautiful Swan to see her weakness. The last memory she had of her had to be filled with happiness.

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Emma felt comforted by Regina's words, even if she knew them to be false. In a way it wasn't a lie; through their bond they were connected. However, once she was married, things would be different. She would become her husband's property and he would own every part of her. Before it had been expected and perhaps even came as a relief, but after her night with Regina, it no longer felt that way. Instead, it was terrifying. She tightened her hold, then.

"Regina?"

Sitting up somewhat, her face softened. "Oh no, have I made you sad?" She cupped her cheeks and wiped the bloody tears. It made streaks, but was still less than the mess on her own face. Emma kissed each cheek. "Do not cry for me, and do not cry that it is over; be happy that it happened."

"I'll always carry you in my heart. You've shown me something..." she smiled, tears threatening to fall from her own eyes as they pooled with water. "Well, I am afraid it isn't anything I can show to you in words." She took her hand and placed it over her heart. "But you can feel it, can't you?"

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“That’s it!” Regina’s legs shot apart, trembling with the beginning quakes that signaled her release was impending. Her clit pulsed and her fangs pierced her own bottom lip as she struggled to contain her loud moans. She gave up, eventually, and allowed them to be set free. If Emma’s parents overheard, let them. 

"Emma, I’m-" She tried to warn her. Truly, she did. Her release came one step ahead of her though, and her words formed into a strangled scream. Regina pulsed and bucked against her lover’s face, no doubt coating her with blood in the process.

"Mine, mine, mine." Whimpering the word like it was her mantra, she rode Emma’s face while her orgasm crashed over her in waves. The pleasure was nearly unbearable. She didn’t know if it was because she had just consumed her blood, or if it was simply because she and Emma had a special connection.

 All she knew was that she had no desire to let the blonde go, let alone allow her to marry some vile human that was far beneath her beauty and purity.

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Emma coaxed Regina through her orgasm. She wasn't entirely sure what was happening, but figured the pleasure of a woman was something that needed to be studied in great detail. She always knew of sex holding a great feeling for a man; how it was something he enjoyed; and how his wife would give it to him. The Woman in Black had opened her eyes to more than just her dreams.

The mantra uttered was quite interesting. What exactly was Regina implying? Somehow, in her heart, Emma knew. She just worked her fingers further.

The squeezing of her insides and the release of blood on her face was a little surprising, but not unwanted. She only knew to slow when Regina's body was no longer writhing. She licked up her mess and removed her fingers and it was quite the sight--the virginal young girl in white, covered in blood.

For an unknown reason, Emma didn't want to let her go.

Lying upon her chest, she kissed her breasts and nuzzled against her. She was hers, in every sense of the word. "I don't want you to leave."

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Blood Ties

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Regina kept her eyes trained on her lover. She desired to watch her every move and memorize every curve and dip of the woman’s body. After all, this was their last night together. At least the last night she could call Emma hers.

Her cheeks grew heated at her lover’s admission. She never thought that a human could enjoy the essence of a vampire. The notion increased her arousal tenfold, and she moaned against the soft, down pillow.

"That-" Her breathing stalled as she struggled to communicate her thoughts. She felt her release coming, and she needed her lover to continue. "So good. Emma, please. More. Faster."

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Emma flushed. She was heated, yet her lover remained cool to the touch. In a way such a contrast complimented her body wonderfully. She liked the way her thigh would brush her cheek and how it felt like ice on a heated summer day. It sparked her desire to give Regina the feeling she had given her.

Always a quick learner, Emma sped up her movements. Her tutors had once told her she could do anything she set her mind to. It had given her quite a complex, one her parents both encouraged and dismissed. She couldn't set out and see the world, but she could travel to the library and read about it through books. After all, a woman needed to know her place.

Three fingers pumped quickly. Hard, deep, fast. She drew ragged shapes, up and down her length, then clamped her lips around her clit. And sucked.