Regina looked down at her own tea realizing it was empty. " Would you like another cup?" She asked before thinking about it for a moment. " I will show you more of them. You need to keep them secret though, if Gold or mother found out about them...." There would be hell to pay, that much she knew. 

She squeezed her hand before watching her walk away with a sad smile . " It feels like she will be though. " Thinking for a moment she went to her closet and pulled out Pride and Prejudice. " I was thinking a classic. And besides I like Kera Knightly." 

Mary Margaret & Regina

“Honestly Regina it’s your choice if you want to publish them or not. I still say you should though.” She went to take a sip of her tea but realized it was empty. “Would you really show me more of them?” She smiled at her.

She grabbed Regina’s hand. “I know and thank you for doing that.” She got up and poured herself some more tea. “Your mother won’t be in charge forever.” She sat back down in her seat. “You’re a good person Regina. Now I remember you saying something about movies earlier?”

Regina shivered under the touch biting her lip out of habit. Why did the blonde have to be so beautiful and annoying at the same time? It took Regina a few moments as she thought about what it would mean to accept Emma's help. Finally she took her hand and stood up wincing as the injured ankle protested. " Fine, I...just get me into my room and I can take care of the rest." She didn't want Cora to see her like this. To punish her for her weakness. 

Out for a Run || Emma + Regina

  Emma smiled slightly, still looking down at Regina’s ankle and tracing small circles.  Regina was relentless.  Emma knew she wasn’t going to admit she was in any pain, because she’d known a countless number of people who were like Regina.  People who thought showing pain was weakness and wouldn’t let anyone help them.  However she was determined to at least help Regina to the brothel to ice her leg.  ”Fine, just let me help you to the house.”  Emma stated, standing up and offering Regina her hand to help the brunette up.  Still looking down at the other woman, she added “because I know if you don’t ice that leg, you’ll be limping for a week.  And I know you’re just going to blame it all on me, so really, I’m helping myself.” Emma chuckled at her own train of thought.

You realize every customer that comes to you walks away unsatisfied? 

Oh..Hello Regina.

   Of course. Please do sit..

She let out a cry as his hand struck her heavy and hard. It was easy for her to taste the blood pulling  on her mouth before she acts again. Regina spits at him again, launching blood and spit at him. The call girl knew that this would get her in trouble but couldn't care less.  " What did she do, take your balls? Is that why you limp so much? Cause it still hurts?" 

Regina knew that she had hit him where it hurt and enjoyed it. It was so nice to bring pain to someone who hurt her like she had. " Or is it because she rejected you, kneeing you there and neutering you? " She rasped at him. 

The pain was tearing her apart as he continued to thrust into her, ripping her inner walls and coating the tears with his come. Finally it was over and she could rest once he left. 

A dark laugh came out of her throat before looking him. " Fuck you, you rat bastard. " Regina snarled and pulled back her leg kicking him. She managed to hit him but not sure how hard it was. 

Arrangement // Gold & Regina

I have need to speak with you Ms. French if you have a moment. 

Oh..Hello Regina.

What brings you to my room?

The woman let out a small smile. " Really? You think...you think its good?" She said with a true smile as she continued to sip her tea. " I'm afraid of mother finding out. She always...she always  finds these things out." Regina said softly, remembering her mother's lessons on when she was a bad girl. Mary's words made her laugh aloud as she looked over at her with a warm and dazzling smile. " Oh I think anything is better than that book. But thank you for thinking that. Maybe, I can...I can show you the rest some days." 

Regina slowly looked up before shaking her head sadly. " As much as that is true, I can't just leave you all here. Not with her. Maybe once mother is gone but for now, I'm going to stay to make sure that you are all safe from her and the clients." 

Mary Margaret & Regina

Mary Margaret smiled at the woman. “Forget what your mother says or thinks about them. I have read one and I am already eager to read more. I’m sure it will be the same for a lot of other readers.” She put her mug down. “No one will know who the characters are if you have a pen name and change the names of the characters. Look at the person who wrote that 50 shades of gray book. Although I must say yours is much better quality than that.”

“And Regina,” She paused trying to get the older woman to look at her. “We’re all big girls here at the brothel. You deserve your happiness and if that means that you have to leave the brothel then so be it but only as long as you’re happy.”

Regina looked up at her before smiling.  " Thank you Mary but, I don't think Mother would agree. " Her eyes widened at the suggestion as she looked at some of the pages before shaking her head. " No I haven't. Besides I think it's better if I don't ever publish them." 

Looking at her cup of tea she spoke softly. " If I publish them...all of them, there are things in there about all of us, about my mother and what she's done, and about the mayor. I...It's better I stay here to look after all of you."  She stated as she played with her mug. 

Mary Margaret & Regina

“These are no waste of time Regina.” She hesitated before asking a question she wasn’t sure how Regina would react to the suggestion. “Have you ever thought about publishing them? They are really good and maybe you could eventually earn enough to leave this place if you wanted.”

She knew Regina was more than what the brothel was. She could go places. Mary Margaret would be sad to see her friend go if she did but she knew Regina would be better off away from the brothel. She took a sip of her tea taking in the older woman’s reaction.

Regina let out a hiss as Emma touched her ankle trying to block out the amount of pain that she was in. Cora was going to kill her for twisted her ankle like this. " It's fine. I didn't sprain it at all." She grunted before feeling soft fingers on her flesh. Closing her eyes she tried to ignore the pain that she was feeling along with the goosebumps rising along her flesh. 

Out for a Run || Emma + Regina

Emma continued to glare at Regina, refusing to break eye contact, as if to tell her opponent she wasn’t backing down.  When Regina finally moved her hands away and agreed to let Emma take a look at her ankle, Emma noticed it was starting to bruise.  ”It doesn’t look too bad, I mean it’s probably going to hurt, but it doesn’t look broken.  You should ice it, though.  It’s starting to bruise.”  Emma voiced her thoughts, keeping her eyes on Regina’s ankle.  ”It’ll help keep the swelling down.”  Emma stated softly—an after thought—as she soothingly ran her hand over Regina’s ankle.

Regina nodded and gently placed a stray lock of hair behind the younger woman's ear. She regarded Mary as her youngest sister and always had tried to look out for her as best she could in the brothel.

The head girl gave a sad smile as she held them out to Mary. " My mother said it was a waste of time and would never amount to anything when I showed her a poem I wrote for class. She burned it in front of my eyes. Since then I keep them hidden so no one knows." She fiddled with her hands, not looking up. Regina always felt ashamed of her words, of the desire to write everything down. She wasn't strong like Cora. The woman was unable to keep the secrets in her head like her mother. 

Snapping her head up, Regina couldn't believe that someone liked her writing. " I...I'm not but you're welcome." She said with a smile. 

Mary Margaret & Regina

She shook her head. “No he didn’t. Not this time.”  She smiled softly at her friends concern. Once her mother had died she had been left to her own devices. Her father did not hold much concern for her. She saw Regina as an older sister since she really had no female figure to look up to.

She watched curiously as Regina suddenly stood up and went to her closet. Mary Margaret leaned forward in her chair trying to view what the other was retrieving. Regina came back to her and handed her some papers. “I never knew you wrote Regina.” She put her tea down and read through some of the pages that were in her hand. She smiled as she read. She put it down and looked at Regina.

���Wow, Regina you`re an amazing writer. Thank you for sharing this with me.” 

Are you being coy Ms. Swan? 

  Oh I can appreciate all kinds of natural beauty, ‘Miss Mills’

Regina frowned as she looked at Emma. To admit that she was in pain meant weakness and weakness was not tolerated in her family. Her ankle continued to throb painfully before she  looked back at the blonde. She tried glare at the other woman as much as she could. " Fine, be quick about it Ms. Swan." Regina growled, lowering her guard a little as she moved her hands from her ankle. 

Out for a Run || Emma + Regina

  Emma felt terrible for knocking Regina down.  Granted this woman was never even civil to Emma, she still felt bad for hurting her.  She noticed that Regina definitely wasn’t fine, trying to hide the pain she was in.  She could tell Regina was suppressing her feelings, trying to hide the fact that she was pain and trying to show Emma she was strong.  It was an act Emma put on too many times to count during her life; showing that she wasn’t weak.  ”I’m not being nosy, Regina, I just want to make sure you’re okay.  Why won’t you let me?”  She asked, looking Regina in the eye.

Clearly you can not appreciate the natural beauty that fall or winter bring Ms Swan. That is your loss.

miss-emma-swanrp:

Yes my garden, Ms. Swan. Personally I don’t care for summer, it is much too hot. 

Yes my garden, Ms. Swan. Personally I don't care for summer, it is much too hot. 

miss-emma-swanrp:

My garden would agree with you Ms. Swan

"That's good to know pet." She purred in her ear letting out a laugh as she added a third finger. " I can't quite hear you, pet and neither can they. Speak up dear. " Regina ordered as she pulled out her fingers  with a smirk. 

Her fingers slowly teased her outer lips of the brunette's cunt smirking at how wet she was.  " How badly do you want me to fuck you pet? Should I fuck you like the bitch you are. On your hands and knees as you scream for me to go harder?" 

Regina knew that all this teasing was working both of them up where their release would be earth shattering. It would be a perfect victory in this little game of their's that they had going. Without warming she slowly began to insert the anal beads inside of her. 

"Beg for me pet. Tell me how badly you want me to fuck you like the wanton bitch you are." She growled and bit down on her neck again, sucking to leave another mark. 

Entertainment //Ruby and Regina

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My garden would agree with you Ms. Swan

I can’t wait for Spring.  I’m getting sick of this cold weather.  

Feeling him thrust into her she let out another scream trying to hold it back. It felt like he was tearing her in two as she struggled against him. " Get off of me!" She screamed at him before struggling. The head girl began to kick at him. 

Regina felt her leg connect with him as he pulled out of her.  Her head jerked violently to the side as she snarled back at him. " Fuck you. " She tried to kick him again as he thrust into her once again. 

Tears stung her eyes as he continued to cause her more pain. Regina looked up at the ceiling trying to not give him the satisfaction of seeing her in even more pain. Already she could feel the blood running down her thighs.  

Arrangement // Gold & Regina

" He didn't hurt you, did he?" Regina asked softly looking over her wanting to make sure that her friend was alright.  " And you're welcome dear." 

Regina merely played with her tea before getting up. She went into the closet and grabbed one of her stories that she wrote months back about one of her happier memories of her father. " I.. I write. I've always loved writing." The woman said " That's how I deal with it. " She said softly as she handed it to the brunette. 

Mary Margaret & Regina

Mary Margaret smiled at her and squeezed her hand back. “Thank you.”  She noticed the scar on Regina`s face and wondered when that had happened. She had a feeling she knew who caused it.

She heard Regina hesitate before answering her. She questioned why she did but she knew that if Regina wanted to tell her something she would. “Your garden`s beautiful, Regina and thank you for the tea and everything else.” She smiled. “You know if you ever want to get something off your chest I`ll be here to listen.”