Whale stifled a laugh, not hardly used to the prim and proper, always pristine Madame Mayor to use foul language. At least not outside their trysts.
"Oh, come on! I’m just teasing you!" He said, tugging her close by the waist as his lips found the rim of her hear, hands roaming her blouse, playing at the buttons, his movements fueled by the shade of fury on her face, the fire in her eyes.
"Surely, my offense wasn’t all that bad." he breathed, hands roaming higher, smoothing over her silhouette, hands cupping her breasts to draw out a near-musical moan from Regina’s lips. "And surely, there is some way I can make it up to my dear mayor?" he asked, a smirk coming to his lips as he felt Regina arch into him. She’d still be furious, merciless, and that is precisely how he craved her best.
He must have passed out for a good hour before he opened his eyes again, he thought as he rolled to the side to find Regina fast asleep on her side, bare, as the sheets remained balled up in one corner of her mattress. He sat up, hand going to the back of his neck to massage away some of the soreness he'd gotten from their night. She'd certainly taken care to ensure she left her mark, a light but pleasant sting running up his back reminding him of how she'd latched onto him.
He looked at the alarm clock on her night stand. 4AM. Fuck. At this point, there was no use in making the drive home, he thought as he rolled out of bed to make his way to the bathroom, starting a hot shower before he relieved himself. It wasn't the first time he or Regina had helped themselves to more than each other's beds. With their early morning schedules, they seemed to have formed an unspoken rule that the bathroom was one space they'd be privy too outside of each other's bodies.
He splashed his face under the sink, thinking he'd have ample time to arrive to work and change into a different shirt before his first appointment. He stepped into the spacious glass shower, feeling the water hit him with a sheet of heat that helped soothe the stinging and bruises from where she'd left her mark. A sigh escaped his lips at the relief he felt wash over him as he began to wash himself, unaware of the figure that had followed after him leaning against the door. That was until she slipped in to join him.
A smirk drew on his lips as she tucked in closer, her head lifting to nip playfully at his lis bottom lip as her hands began roaming his body. "Well, this is certainly promising to be a wonderful morning." he murmured, his own hand slipping to find the lush velvet between her thighs, causing her breath to hitch. He continued toying with her mound, fingers exploring where he'd now learned drew out her whimpers, mewls, and moans before his own breath hitched, the feel of her hand attending to his hardening length causing his eyes to flutter shut for a moment before he dropped to his knees, pressing her against the wall as he adjusted her leg over his shoulder.
He ran his tongue along her outer lips, teasing her with the slow pace as he met her eyes before he flicked his tongue against her again. He watched her throw her head back against the wall, felt her hand bury itself in his soaked hair as he continued to work the eager, wriggling muscle against her. For a while, he paid particular attention to her bundle of nerves, his own hand working to pleasure himself as he watched her reach her first orgasm. Her hips rolled her body so that she could press closer to his lips, encouraging him to be more eager, to send another wave of pleasure, to which he willingly complied, sucking, licking, and teasing his way until he heard her scream his name once more.
A hand released him and pushed him back, her voice thick from his affections but still bore the authoritative tone that always made him eager to obey. He stood on command, allowed for her to swat his hand away from his already hot member as she now got to her knees to return his affections. A low, deep moan left his lips as a tongue flicked across the tips, his own head now pressed against the wall as she ran a tongue along his length, only taking in the tip of his cock until he was forced to beg. His hands latched on to the slick dark hair, encouraging her to take as much of him in her mouth as possible, a smug grin flickering across his lips whenever he heard the slight, quiet gagging as she pushed herself to take more of him in.
"Fuck, Regina. I--Oh, God!" he moaned, soaking in the feel of her perfect mouth enveloping him as his hips bucked. Once she'd been satisfied of having him unravel under her touch, he watched her stand up and pull him close by the back of his neck as she pressed herself against the wall.
He hoisted one leg over his hip, lips crashing against hers as another hand guided her hands around his neck before slipping back south to guide himself inside, slipping into the tight, warm haven. Once he felt himself far enough in, his hand snaked around her other leg, lifting her up until she was wedged between her ever obedient physician and the tiled wall. "God you feel so good." he murmured, grinning as she returned the sentiment.
He continued to hold her up, enjoying the feel her of her legs around his waist and her arms raking along his back once more as he thrust into her. His lips and teeth worked to nip at her neck and shoulders, pressing his forehead against hers ever so often when he felt her next wave of pleasure come, just so he could see her eyes glaze over and kiss her hard enough to stifle a moan or scream, soaking in the taste of her pleasure as her voice transferred against his lips.
"I'm almost there." He gritted, pushing harder and harder into her, her screams of pleasure and pleas for more pushing him closer to the edge. He needed this. Needed her. "Come for me." he pleaded, his breathing becoming short as he continued, wanting to give her one last wave of pleasure before she broke completely.
Her jaw dropped, brow furrowing as she gasped at each thrust that rubbed against her walls, her body tightening around him as he continued. "Harder!" she commanded through a ragged breath, nails leaving fresh marks on his back. "H-harder!" she repeated, though this time, her voice was desperate, a whimper as she begged Whale to bring them release. He continued to do as she commanded, pressing harder and faster into her, her body slamming repeatedly against cold tile as hot water cascaded down their bodies, until at last she broke, her body shaking as he finished her and continued to ride her out until he found his own release.
Breathing still heavy, he lowered her legs down, allowing her to stand, though kept her pinned agains the wall as they both came down from their high. Soft kisses were exchanged against lips, neck, and shoulders, hand cradling one another as they calmed and relaxed under the calming warmth that steamed her bathroom.
"You know." Whale began, clearing his voice as they calmed down. "The plan was for me to shower and sneak out to get to work on time, Miss Mills." he said, hand tracing her silhouette before he massaged a breast, thumb brushing over a nipple as a new morning schedule now occupied his mind. "But I do believe my time is better spent going by your idea of a morning agenda." he chuckled, leaning in to kiss her once more before they proceeded to finish showering.
Alice sat on a bench at the edge of the park, resting her chin on her hand. She had insisted that the boys try to interact with more kids around their ages, preferably ones that didn't know where their parents kept the matches or small stretchy bands, and was now watching them tumble around in a messy game of football with some other children who came around to play.
They're growing up. Alice could tell already. Being out of Neverland, in a land with no magic and no curse to freeze them in time anymore, was starting to take effect on her boys. When Nibs had come to her just that morning and asked if she knew where his socks were, his voice broke in several places and she'd felt a wave of melancholy. With Grace still missing and Jefferson gone in his own horrible way, the Lost Boys were really the only thing that kept Alice going every day.
She was so lost in thought that she didn't see anyone approaching her until they were right there, literally casting a shadow over her nice day at the park.
It had been some time past noon when Alouette arrived at the Toll Bridge, but she didn't know much more than that. Teetering on the railing, she hummed the song to herself over and over again as her pencil rapped on the first of several sheets of blank staff paper. She was trying to compose a four-part vocal arrangement of the Scottish folk song "The Skye Boat Song" as her final project of the summer and was hoping to get it done in time for her older music students to learn it.
Speed, bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing
Onward! the sailors cry...
Something clicked, and Alouette snapped her fingers in satisfaction before she started to scribble away. Still singing to herself, she tucked her heels up so she was sitting nearly frog-like on the rail, and quickly lost all sense of anything else around her. Alouette was deaf to everything but the song in her ears.
Their first priority was to get the blonde man situated in the ER, IV in place, and ensure that he was stabilized. With his vitals back to normal levels and the ER now coming to a slow hum, he made his way out to meet with the Sheriff and the Mayor. Eyes sweeping over Ms. Mills, his lips twitched into a tentative smile before returning to the normal thin line they formed when still recovering from the pressure of managing the ER.
"Sheriff." he greeted, offering a curt nod. "Mayor Mills." he murmured, offering a second nod in her direction. "He's stable. Looks like he'll be all right." he began, hands clasping briefly before crossing over his chest. "However, he has been unresponsive and comatose and right now there don't seem to be any signs of him waking up." he told them, eyes sweeping over Regina once more. "He's quite lucky you found him." he nodded, a smile twitching the corners of his mouth briefly before dropping down. "So, was anyone able to get any further information on him?" he asked, his concern now focused on finding the man's family and obtaining any other pertinent medical information.
