Regina walked slowly around the studio. First taking in the works that littered the walls, making notes of which numbers she thought she would be good for the show. She then found her way to the back of the studio where the least loved art pieces had been stacked in bins. This was Regina's favorite part. It was her experience that this is where the hidden treasures were. She lifted her bag from her shoulder and placed it on a stool. Following quickly behind it, her jacket. She rolled up the sleeves of her sweater, and began to sift through them.
Maleficent watched her with curious detail, as she absentmindedly looked for the piece she came for. It seemed every move Regina made entranced her. She had never quite felt anything like this. She shuttered from her thoughts, as she heard Regina inhale sharply. She stood up with an 8X10 canvas, as she turned to Maleficent. Regina's eyes were wide with delight, her face full of happiness. "A portrait of Robert Johnson! You did a canvas style, acrylic, portrait of Robert Johnson!" Regina was almost screaming. Maleficent laughed, as she walked over to her, taking it from her hands. She studied it for a moment, before speaking. "It's alright. Not my best work." Regina scoffed, taking the portrait back from her. "It's utterly perfect. He's practically breathing off the page, Maleficent." Maleficent took a step back, throwing her hands up to Regina, in a playful way. "You're the expert, Madam Curator." Regina shook her head in playful disbelief, closing the distance between them, and lightly slapping Maleficent's shoulder. Maleficent fawned pain, as she grabbed the area Regina made contact with. They shared a laugh, as Regina said, "It really is quite good, Maleficent." "Thanks, Regina. Tell you what, why don't you keep it? My gift to you." Regina was touched, her eyes meeting Maleficent's. "That's a lovely gesture, but I couldn't. Allow me to compensate you, please." Maleficent smirked, "Compensate me how?"
Before Regina could answer she had closed the distance between them, and had Regina's back against the wall, her mouth engulfing the other woman's. She tasted like heaven. Sweet, and sultry. She couldn't engulf her quickly enough. The portrait fell to the ground, as the brunette's hands found Mal's hair. Maleficent ran her hands down Regina's sides, finding her hips. She grabbed onto them, and pressed her body firmer against her. Regina moaned in her mouth, breathing in the Woman's heat. "Touch me." That was all Maleficent needed. In one swift motion, Regina's dress was on the ground, left only in her black lace lingerie. Maleficent's breath hitched as she saw the woman before her. "My God, Regina. I want to worship every inch of your perfectly sculpted body." Regina's eyes found Maleficent's, both of them full of fire and passion. "Ravish me, Mal." It felt as though Maleficent was under her spell. The moment Regina uttered those words, Maleficent sprung into action without thought.
One hand found it's way under Regina's ass, the other found it's way to clear off the paint station. Maleficent dumped Regina onto the table with one loud thud. The surface was sticky, scratchy, and wet. Regina relished in it. Maleficent was atop her in a flash. Her lips finding Regina's, and crashing into them with heated purpose. Regina leaned into the kiss, wrapping her legs around Maleficent's waist. She could feel how wet Regina was against her. She bit down on the brunette's lip, as she slid a hand into her bra. She found the hardened peak and squeezed. Regina shuttered. Maleficent watched in amazement as the brunette's dark eyes rolled back in her head.
"Fuck me, Maleficent. Fuck me." Regina was begging at this point, so ready to feel the Woman inside of her, she was sure it would drive her insane. Maleficent sweetly kissed down the Woman's body until she found her panty line. She grabbed Regina's wrists and held them tightly against her abdomen, pulling the raven haired beauty towards her. Their eyes met, as Maleficent tore the panties from her body with nothing but teeth. Regina gasped at the viciousness. Something dark inside of her igniting. "Look at me." Regina's eyes popped open. "Watch me consume you. Watch me as I taste every drop of you. Watch me as I fuck you with everything I am, and all that you need. Don't take your eyes off me. I want you to watch every move I make. Do you understand me? Regina almost exploded at the statements, alone. Maleficent looked possessed. Like she wasn't in control of herself any longer. It did something to Regina. It ignited something in her, and she knew she was ready to play with the darkness. "What makes you think, Maleficent, Darling- that you can handle what you're going to taste?"
YOU ARE READING
Conjugations.
FanfictionMy desire for S7. Regina, as we know her, has been forgotten. She's in a new City, with a new identity, living a new life. She seems to have it all. Until she runs into someone who sparks a fire inside of her she doesn't quite understand.