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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      F/F
  Fandom:
      Once_Upon_a_Time_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Cora/Evil_Queen_|_Regina_Mills
  Character:
      Cora_(Once_Upon_a_Time), Evil_Queen_|_Regina_Mills
  Additional Tags:
      Parent/Child_Incest
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-02-22 Words: 1392
****** Child, you're a beauty ******
by drippingwithsin
Summary
     She says all she wants is just to kiss goodnight but Regina knows
     better.
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
 
                   I don't scream. Though I know it's wrong.
                              I just play along.
                           I lie there and breathe.
                           Lie there and breathe...
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In...
Out...
In...
Out...
She breathes, the handmade quilts wrapped snugly over her chest ascend and
descend in a rhythm as old as time. Her round innocent eyes appear as liquid
pools of ink within the night's darkness as they stare unblinking at the
ceiling, counting the boards and forming shapes out of the natural ingrained
swirls. The silence within the small room is nearly deafening, even the
crickets outside dare not chirp. They know, everyone knows, her father knows.
He hadn't seen it, that she's aware of, but there are moments when guilt can be
seen shining within those puppy dog eyes. She swallows hard against the
enormous lump forming in her throat. Why did he not protect her? Aid her like a
normal father would. Why did he turn a blind eye and a deaf ear to his only
child?
The questions turned and churned with the force of the nocturnal tide but much
to her dismay no answers came forth. No relief was given instead, though only
frustration bubbled within, eating away at Regina like a parasite, she
growled. The spineless coward. A hot tear rolled lazily down a flushed tanned
cheek leaving behind a depressing silvery trial. She loved him. Loved him
dearly and for some unknown reason, she loved her. Her. The source of all this
pain and anguish, both physical and mental, that kept her restless when the sun
slumbered. Did that make her sick? To love someone that hurt her so. She wished
there was someone to question without judgement shining in their eyes.
And there it was; that all too familiar sound of feminine feet upon the
hardwood floor. With every thump bile rises farther up her throat, burning the
sensitive tissue within and bringing tears to her eyes. Oh, she knew it was
coming but still her breath hitches in dreaded anticipation.
The opening of an ancient wooden door follows, its piercing creak squiring into
her very soul like an arrow through a stag's heart. Nerves flutter within her
stomach like a swarm of dragonflies and she has to fight the urge to just jump
up and flee. The footfalls draw nearer, her eyelids close tightly, whilst fear
prickles throbbing temples and her heart slams roughly within its confinement.
Shes too hot, her innards feel like they're a boil.
The bed dips under the strain of extra weight and she holds in a breath fearing
what the slight whoosh might prompt. She knows what's about to come and the
shear dread of that knowledge is nearly overwhelming but she just lays there,
breathing. Breathing and terrified like a sacrificial lamb awaiting the
ceremonial knife to sink within its delicate throat. Daniel's face appears, his
sweet smile and loving eyes take her away. Away from this place, away from her.
In...
Out...
In...
Out...
An index finger glides over her damp cheek, shattering the illusion and roughly
yanking Regina back to a bitter harsh reality. The digit moves from just under
her eye to the end of a now quivering chin, wiping away the now drying wetness
in a rare show of affection. And just for a moment; one beautiful candle
flicker the walls drop and she can pretend that a kiss goodnight is the only
thing she was to receive.
The light pressure slides lower, ghosting over her neck until it's made its way
underneath the thick covers onto her budding bosom and practiced fingers gave
one of her nipples a slight twist.
A gasp falls from plump crimson lips as shocks of pleasure and pain combines in
an intoxicating cocktail shocking the young woman's virgin system. She squirms,
whining like a wounded puppy and locks onto where she guesses those soulless
eyes are located and begins to wordlessly begging, pleading, for mercy. Through
the gloom, she could just make out those amber irises beginning to twinkle
mischievously. Regina's heart dropped instantly; hope was a cruel temptress.
The protective covering was gently pulled back revealing her body clad only in
a thin night gown and a sheen of sweat. The smile in the darkness morphs into a
demonic grin. "Child, you're a beauty." A bone chilling whisper shatters the
silence like fine glass causing the girl to jump slightly. More heat descends
upon Regina, scorching into her side and a moment later a ragged breath blasts
into her ear bathing it in a sheen of hot moisture. "Open your legs." The
command is a mixture between a lover's caress and a brutal slap. A threat
cloaked in a mother's loving voice, she has no choice but to obey.
The hand wanders into forbidden territory not meant for a maternal touch.
Lingering over modest breasts they squeeze and tease until both peaks
underneath the cloth are as hard as granite. She whimpers and immediately
curses her body for its betrayal. Why must it feel so good? She'd rather feel
agony than this. Her soft feminine features scrunch as tingles of forced
pleasure coarse through her veins.
A silent decision is made, Cora moves even lower and even though there is a
barrier Regina can feel the shearing heat penetrate through the thin night
gown, heating the skin underneath and causing an involuntary shiver to wreck
her body. The hem is pushed upward until the material is bunched around her
shapely hips, exposing the prize underneath, long slender fingers then slip
easily into the flimsy undergarments, combing through downy like curls, they
finally come to an halt on the small love button hidden there.
Another hand grasps her own leading it to a wet patch betwixt two trembling
thighs so much like her own. "Mama, please." she pleads not to continue but to
stop, always to stop, her mother takes it as the latter.
"Shh, just like Mama taught you." White teeth sink deeply into a quivering
bottom lip and the taste of copper hits Regina's palate, washing away the
scream that's threatening to spill forth. She begins to mimic her mother's
motion, circling softly around the slick hard nub just like she'd been taught
all those moon cycles before."That's it" The light breathing morphs into
panting. "Good girl" A soft moan sounds like thunder within her ear and the
scent of berry wine bathes her over sensitive nostrils. "Such a good girl" The
motion betwixt her own legs picks up pace causing her back to arch and hips to
buck.
She loathes how intoxicating those tiny tingling bubbles caressing every inch
of her body like fairy dust are but like someone hooked on the spirit she can
not stop. Circle upon circle they match each other perfectly until two sets of
heavy breathing fills the room. Her mother never wonders inside and she never
demands Regina to do so. Even though Regina knows it's most likely due to the
fact that she is going to be sold off to the highest bidder come her eighteenth
winter she is still forever grateful to whatever deity there is above for that
little miracle.
Nostrils flared, Regina can feel an earth shattering climax within reach. She
tries her best to quell it, thinking of horses, flowers, and warm summer days
anything but what is actually happening. Her abdomen muscles clench as do her
teeth. The primal side gives in just a tiny centimeter and no thought or action
can halt the sudden free fall into pure bliss.
Her back arches into a hunter's bow and her mouth falls opens, a scream races
for parted plump lips only to be muffled by a hand upon them. A gasp from her
side lets her know that Cora has reached hers as well. And just like that it's
over. Her mother leaves in a whisper of silk without so much as a word of
comfort or a guilty glance backwards. She'd gotten what she had shamelessly
came for.
Baptized in blood and shame, she curls into a tight ball with tears seeping
into an already damp pillow, she lays there and breathes.
In...
Out...
In...
Out...
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                You say all you want is just to kiss goodnight
         Then you hold me and you whisper, "Child the Lord won't mind
                             It's just you and me
                            Child you're a beauty"
                                      END
                                        
End Notes
     I am new to ao3 so just bare with me. I wrote this a while back in
     FF. I changed a few things which I need to do the one on FF as well.
     Anywho I do any pairing imaginable from incest to old/young.
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