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“I will fuck a baby into you if this attitude continues.” Regina said sternly, glaring at her wife, Emma, across the room…Emma blinked innocently…all she was doing was cutting apples…

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How Once Upon A Time Should Have Begun

Season 1 Episode 1: Pilot

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TW: Alcohol, degradation, pinning down, fingering, mommy kink, mistress kink, praise kink, pussy eating, kissing,

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Regina opens the door, sensing Henry outside, “Henry” She jogs over, almost in tears, worried sick after he ran away from home for almost a full day, “Henry,” she wraps her arms around his neck, leaning forward and hugging him tightly, “Are you okay? Where have you been?” She asks worried, her voice thick with emotion, pulling away from the hug, looking at him and the blond woman before settling on him, “What happened?”

“I found my real mom” Henry says as he runs past Regina, into the house, running past Sheriff Graham, up to his room, leaving Regina in shock as she turns towards the blonde woman slowly who stares at her awkwardly, Regina shakes her head slowly before saying, “Your Henry's birth mother?” 

“Hi” the blonde woman responds, her voice soft.

Sheriff Graham looks between the two women awkwardly before saying, “I'll just go check on the lad, make sure he's alright” before turning away and going into the house, heading upstairs to Henry's room, leaving Regina and the blonde woman staring at each other before Regina finally speaks 

“How would you like a glass of the best apple cider you've ever tasted?” She asks softly, smiling at the blonde woman.

“Got anything stronger?” The blonde woman responds before following Regina into the house, walking through the hallway into the dining room, Regina walks toward the liquor cabinet as the blonde asks, “How did he find me?”

“No idea” Regina replies, placing two glasses down and begins pouring the drinks, “When I adopted him, he was only three weeks old, records were sealed, I was told the birth mother didn't want to have any contact” She says still pouring the liquid 

“You were told right” The blonde woman says shifting her feet awkwardly, hands in pockets, like she doesn't know what to do, if she should leave or stay

“And the father?” Regina asks curiously.

“There was one,” the blonde replies, looking around the dining room.

“Do I need to be worried about him?” Regina asks, putting the lids back on the liquor, not facing the blonde woman, the blonde quickly replies “Nope. He doesn't even know” She says, turning back to face Regina as the brunette walks over with two glasses.

“Do I need to be worried about you, Miss Swan?” Regina questions as she hands the blonde a glass, who takes the glass and promptly replies, “Absolutely not.”

Sheriff Graham walks out of Henry's room, calling down as he walks down the stairs towards the two women, “Mother Mayor, you can relax, other than being a tired little boy, Henry's fine.”

“Thank you, Sheriff” She smiles and he turns to leave, she leads the blonde deeper into the house into her study, “I'm sorry he dragged you out of your life, I really don't know what's gotten into him.” Once the blonde enters, Regina slowly closes the door, looking her up and down.

“Kid's having a rough time, it happens.” The blonde responds as she takes a seat, “You have to understand, ever since I became a major, balancing things has become…tricky…” Regina says before taking a deep breath, running her finger along the edge of the fireplace, “You have a job, I assume?” 

The blonde turns to look at her, “Eh, I keep busy.” She sips her drink before placing it on the table as Regina walks over to sit in front of her, the blonde's eyes travelling Regina's body.

“Imagine having another one on top of it, that's what being a single mom is, so I push for order” She places her drink down before continuing, “Am I strict? I suppose, but I do it for his own good. I want Henry to excel in life” Regina says looking deeply into the blonde's eyes, “I don't think that makes me evil, do you?”

“No” The blonde says, picking her drink back up and taking a sip, Regina smiles.

“I never caught your name” Regina raises an eyebrow at her, “Emma, my name's Emma” The blonde responds.

The brunette nodded slowly, watching as Emma took another drink, the conversation started flowing about Henry's life, Regina's job as mayor, They kept drinking and getting slightly tipsy as they talk, Regina moves closer, slowly, subtly, until she's sat next to Emma, her thigh brushing against the blondes.

“It's my birthday today” Emma says softly, her voice slightly slurred by the alcohol ,Regina raises an eyebrow, “Really? Maybe I should give you a birthday present, Miss Swan” Regina whispers into the blonde's ear, lips brushing past the bottom of her ear, her finger slowly sliding to Emma's thigh, a smirk forming on her lip as the blonde blushes.

Regina pressed slow soft kisses on Emma's jaw, her fingers trailing up and down her thigh, The blonde slowly put her glass down, turning to face the brunette who immediately took advantage of the new position, she kisses Emma on the lips, gently pressing her down onto the couch, straddling her hips and pinning her wrists above her head.

Emma gasps softly, kissing back, lacing her fingers between Regina's, holding her hand as she's pinned down

The brunette grips Emma's hands tightly, grinding her hips down onto the blonde's pussy, eliciting a soft moan, Regina releases the kiss, licking a stripe down Emma's neck, kissing and sucking on her skin, as she unties Emma's belt, slipping her hand down her pants as she uses her skilled tongue to undo Emma's blouse since her hands are busy, her fingers slipping past Emma's panties, rubbing her clit and sliding two fingers into her soaked throbbing pussy, “So wet for mommy, aren't you puppy” Regina coos at the pathetic blonde slut beneath her, who moans softly and bounces needily on the brunettes fingers, “Yes mommy” She moans breathlessly as Regina pounds her fingers into Emma's pussy, slowly pulling her pants and panties down, gaining more access to her pussy, she licks a stripe of the pathetic mess underneath hers, pussy, eating her out as her fingers continue to pound into her, curling at just the right time, the blonde arched her back, moaning Regina's name like a prayer so loudly the brunette had to throw a silencing spell around the room, “Desperation is so pathetic, birthday girl” Regina murmurs against the blonde's aching pussy, sending vibrations through the sensitive skin of her cliterous.

Emma's hip lifted, squirming desperately with embarrassment and need, “Mm not pathetic” she gasps out, her hands squeezing the wrist keeping her arms pinned above her head, Regina pulled back from her pussy causing soft whimpers but she didn't care, leaning up to whisper in Emma's ear, “You are not pathetic? Then why are my fingers inside of you? On the first day we met. We met 23 minutes ago and I'm already deep inside your pretty pussy, now be a good girl for your mistress.” She nips at her ear before kissing down her body and taking the bud of the clit into her mouth, swirling her tongue in soft slow circles as the knot began forming in Emma's stomach, her hip buckled against Regina's mouth, “Mistress-” she's cut off by her own moan, “I-I need to cum, please.” She begs like the slut Regina accused her of being hearing a soft “Mmm, good girl” come from Regina against her clit almost sent her over the edge, the hand pinning her wrists down slowly dropped, gliding down her arm, leaving a trail of goosebumps as the nails scraped down her arm, down her shoulders  through the valley of her breasts, onto her soft stomach, two fingers gently press down the skin of her stomach as Regina whispers, “Cum.”

With that one command Emma let go, a loud moan ripping from her throat as she obeys and cums onto the brunette fingers and into her mouth like a whore.

Regina laps up the reward as she pumps her fingers through the blonde's orgasm before slowly pulling out, whimpers and whines leaving Emma from the filling of her pussy being taken away, Regina detached her mouth and rubbed Emma's thighs, smirking down at the mess of a woman beneath her.

“Let's continue this in my bedroom, where I can show you all of my toys, little whore.” Regina murmurs before picking the blonde up and carrying her upstairs.

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Word count: 1390

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First Semester

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TW: Mentions of razors (shaving of body hair), mentions of alcohol and getting drunk,

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7:32am, Emma's alarm blared, she muffled a groan against her pillow before slapping the alarm clock to turn off the alarm, today was the new semester of college, new teachers, new students, she didn't want to go, she was meant to graduate last year but was held back after she failed English and had six suspensions for fighting, which she won so she didn't care about the suspensions, the college opened at 9:00am, it took her an hour to walk to the school, so she needed to be ready by 8:00am…which wasn't happening.

Last night she had gone out drinking with her friends, Belle and Ruby, 12 beers and 3 tequila shots later, she had been so drunk, she crashed on Ruby's couch. Ruby had already left at 6:30am with a ranging hangover but she needed to open her grandmother's diner before 7:00am so people going to work or school had somewhere to stop and grab some food, Emma opened one eye, peaking at the alarm clock, the time displayed said 7:53am, 20 minutes had already passed? Fuck. She rolled over, mumbling in annoyance, she snuggled into her pillow, falling back to sleep within seconds.

Ruby checks her phone at 8:54am, walking around the college hallways for Belle or Emma, “Where are they?” She mutters before heading to the library, Belle had to be there and normally Emma was wherever Belle was, ‘Emma really followed Belle around like a protective puppy.’ Ruby chuckled at her own mental thought before peeking into the library, her eyes scanning the crowd of nerds and books before landing on Belle, “There you are! Where's Emma?” Ruby asks whilst walking over, earning a quick “SHUSH” from the librarian in charge, the clock on the wall ticking by every few seconds, 8:56am, class started in two minutes, Ruby rolled her eyes at being shushed by a woman in her sixties who was unmarried and working a minimum wage job, she sat beside Belle, brushing a hair out of her face, "She's not here yet, she's not answering my texts either, I think she's late” Belle mumbles, not looking up from her book about romeo and juliet, it was on the reading agenda this year, meant to be studied mid term, “Belle, that book isn't going to be taught for four months” She teases the bookworm before checking her phone for any sign Emma is even awake, 8:59am, no sign, she sighs frustrated but grabs belles bag for her, “What class do you have first?” Ruby asks, “Advanced english literature with Mary Margaret” she says finally closing the blood and standing up.

“I'll walk you, I have culinary class.” She wraps an arm around Belle and they begin walking to class.

Emma rolled over in bed, her hand patting the bed, feeling around for her phone, a soft groan leaving her when she couldn't feel it, she leaned over the edge of her bed, eyes scanning the floor before landing on it, picking it up, she unlocked it with her face ID, her eyes going to the time, 10:32am, “Shit” she sighed, getting out of the bed, stretching her legs and back, turning her head side to side to click her neck before walking into the bathroom, putting her phone on the counter as she turned on the shower, she stripped of her pjs - shorts and a tank top - quickly taking out her hair from the bun she put it in whilst drunk and got into the shower, she washed her face before scrubbing the shampoo into her roots lazily, whilst it soaked in she grabbed a razor and shaved her armpits and legs, throwing it onto the bathroom counter when she was done, she washed out the shampoo and continued with her routine, using her conditioner and having to wait another five minutes before washing it out, she grabbed her 3 in 1 body wash and washed everywhere lazily, before grabbing her face scrub and washing her face, letting the showerhead wash it off for her, she turned off the water and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around her, she grabbed her phone and went back into her bedroom, grabbing panties, a bra, jeans and a random hoodie that looked and smelled fine, she put them on, checking the time, 11:54am, she dried her hair before grabbing her socks, sliding them on before putting her shoes on, she left the house at 12:00am.

It took her an hour to get to the college, arriving at 13:00am, just as lunch finished, she scanned her ID badge and went in, checking her schedule, English Language with Regina Mills, she looked around, seeing the cafeteria, she grabbed a sandwich and drink, eating them before heading to class.

She walked in 12 minutes late, as Regina had just finished the introduction and register, she sat down in the back, finishing off her drink.

Regina raised an eyebrow at her, “Excuse me?” She walked over to Emma's desk, staring down at her, “Manners? Name?” She said sternly, not amused at how Emma had just walked in and sat down without even a Hello, I'm sorry for being late, saying her name, giving a valid excuse, 

Emma looked up, staring at Regina with a bored expression, “Emma Swan.” She says calmly, blinking every few seconds, “Well, Miss Swan, why are you late?” Regina asks, expecting a valid excuse, “Dunno,” Emma said simply, “...Detention.” Regina said sternly before returning to her class, marking Emma as late on the register before continuing her class. 

“Okay class, I need to evaluate your writing levels before we continue with this semester's lessons. On your desk is a purple book and a pen. I want you to write me a 500 word story about any topic you can think of, fiction or non fiction, you have 25 minutes.” she explained before starting a 25 minute timer on her phone, it was 13:15pm, so the timer would end at 13:40pm, 20 minutes before class ended, Emma looked down at the purple book,opening it and staring at the pages, she didn't know what to write, she didn't even want to take this stupid class, she glanced at Regina before subtly pulling her phone out, looking for a picture on google of something she could write about, she didn't hear the soft clicking of Regina's heels coming towards her desk or how they stopped behind her, she was too focused looking for a reference picture, she found a picture of the moon and began writing, she wasn't going to take this class seriously so she wrote something stupid.

“Why do people call the moon cheese? Because it has holes and so does cheese. Because it's round like cheese.” 

She leaned back in her chair, staring at her paper with satisfaction before she smelt apples behind her, slowly turning her head, she saw Regina, standing behind her, staring down into her soul with her arms crossed, “You used your phone and you're not taking the work seriously. If you don't want to be in my class, the answer is quite simple. Get out.” She says coldly, her class was for people who actually cared about their education and Emma was taking up a slot that could go to a student who wanted education. Emma's eyes flicked from Regina's eyes, to her chest, then back to her eyes before slowly putting her phone in her pocket and turning back to her paper. She didn't want to be here but she had to or she'd be kicked out.

She picked up her pen, crossing out the three lines about the moon and cheese, she chewed on her bottom lip, acutely aware of Regina's eyes, glaring into the back of her head, she began writing about apples, since it was the scent filling her nose

“The apple doesn't fall far from the tree is a saying used by millions to either mock or praise a child's likeness to their parent, it can be used to mock due to the fact a parent can be an addict, bad person or neglectful parent, by saying “the apple doesn't fall far from the tree” in a mocking way you insinuate the child acts the same way as their parent, however on the flip side, if a parent is a good person, talented, charitable, it would class as a praise, (for example) if your parent has a good work ethic and you join their job at the same company with the same ethic, your boss may compare you to your parent using said saying” 

She puts her pen down, rereading her work for grammar or spelling mistakes, when she doesn't find any she leans back in her chair, glancing back, Regina is still there, 5 minutes left on her timer, she stares for a few more seconds, before walking away, sitting back in her chair, her eyes gliding across the room, making sure no one else is on their phone, she waits until the timer beeps before clearing her throat, signalling her students to put their pens down and their book on her desk, once every one does she checks her document for anymore lesson ideas, it was an introduction class, she had nothing else necessary so she turned her head back to the class, “Read quietly for the remaining twenty minutes.”

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Word count: 1573

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TW: This will be a several part novel or series, I don't know the word, please check each chapters TWs before reading x - (If you wanna be tagged, comment and I will x)

Chapter One: First Semester