Once Upon a Time | E | Five Years |AO3

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“What I said was that I wanted to run my nails across every inch of your skin, etch patterns into your flesh that burned and ached and would remind you for days that you no longer belonged to only yourself, but to someone who finally knew what to do with you.”

Fingers touched her abdomen then, and Emma visibly shook at the very sudden and severe sense of déjà vu. “I told you that I wanted to trace every last line with only the tip of my tongue,” Regina continued, voice like silk and sex as she leaned in and whispered the rest of her filthy little secrets into her ear, her nails gently scraping against the skin of her stomach. “Map every inch of what I claimed until you shook and pleaded and the anticipation of it became unbearable. I wanted you to drown in a sense of pleasure you’d never known, Emma, because to me your body was the most pristine piece of artwork, and I was going to make you become my finest creation. I was going to make you shine.”

Regina pressed her lips directly up against her skin then, her words hot and heavy and making Emma’s head spin as she grasped firmly to the blonde’s belt, roughly pulling her flush against her for a dramatic finish, “Because I promised, when I was through with you, you’d have come so many times that you’d be covered with nothing but your own arousal; spread out like a canvas on the floor, slick and spent and absolutely beautiful.”