Is It Too Late? - Swan Queen AU

Chapter 7

Author's Note: 

I'm going to try and update at least every Tuesday, but hopefully more than once a week. It just depends on how my brain works, and my work schedules. 

Trigger Warning: Nonconsensual sex (not in detail).

The husband and wife were a few minutes into their drive home from the stables when Leopold broke the silence filling the car. "Today has been a good day, Regina. Thank you for planning it so well."

"Of course, Leo. You're welcome." Her smile flashed as she looked up at him, loving the approval he was giving her. The tense motion of the lips didn't show any teeth, and the action didn't quite reach Regina's eyes, but Leopold never noticed those nuances.

Their drive was very peaceful, the topics flowed easily between them - always staying on very surface level topics about the town or Henry. However, Regina didn't mind it one bit. The normalcy of the situation brought peace to her mind. Henry had often become the safe middle ground between the married couple, and Regina often boasted to her husband about their son's accomplishments.

___

"Mmm, what are you making? It smells delicious, Regina." Leo said into Regina's ear, his hands snaking around her stomach, calloused fingertips gripping at the flesh covered by her apron and shirt.

Her abdomen tightened at his sudden presence and touch. "I thought I would make your favorite tonight, since we don't eat it often." Regina's hands moved in almost a dance as she stirred in a seasoning to her dish. She realized just how tense she became and blamed it on him surprising her. The intimate touch took her by surprise because they were so rare.

"Well, I think you are doing a great job." His hands moved down her body, causing Regina to take a short breath. Her thighs tended as the man's hands slithered their way lower, resting just below her hip bones, the touch doing the opposite of its intended purpose. The music in the background was soft, but the heavy breath in her ear drowned the beautiful notes out.

"I was hoping we just eat and watch some movies tonight, Leopold." She offered, the thought of the man on top of her pushing away any appetite. Regina hadn't prepared herself for him in this way, physically maybe, but mentally she couldn't tonight. There was too much to talk about and too much running through her mind with the arrival of her high school sweetheart.

"You and I... alone in the house... with you being the perfect little wife. Why would we just watch movies?" His mouth found its way to her neck, sloppily leaving kisses as he pushed the collar of her shirt over. Saliva - too much saliva - was touching her neck, the actions of her husband making her nauseas.

Her entire body tensed as his hands slipped lower and lower, reaching areas she prayed he would not touch. "Leopold, not tonight, please..." She whispered, her eyes staring straight out of the kitchen window as tears began slipping from the corners of her deep brown eyes. The feeling of his hands unbuttoning the buttons to her pants made her stomach churn. Cars passed by, and Regina couldn't help but yearn to be in one of those cars, driving off into the night - anywhere but here. The man behind her paid no attention to the silent tears falling from a broken souls hidden behind chocolate irises.

___

Regina's body quaked as she showered in searing hot water, tears falling like rivers down her cheeks. The images of the events which took placed just half an hour before replayed in her head - sweating, panting, grunting. The mayor's wife felt sick to her stomach so she sat in the floor of her shower, allowing the water to pour over her head. Her dark brown hair turned black as it soaked up water, falling heavily over her face, shoulders, and neck. Her knees were drawn up to her chest and her arms were locked around her legs, and her head rested against the shower wall.