“What did you have in mind?” Regina mutters. “And please don’t tell me the social highlight of Underbrooke is having lunch at Granny’s.”
“Frankly,” Cruella smirks, “the only things to do around here are get drunk and have sex.”
Regina rolls her eyes, but she’s smiling. “Sounds like death isn’t so different from life for you,” she taunts, but she lets Cruella pull her in, lets Cruella kiss her, hard and hungry. Regina’s always been greedy for this, greedy for touch, and Cruella’s always been happy to indulge her.
The truth is that the Underworld is different to life in the world above. It’s muted and faded and miserable; Cruella may be selfish and cruel but she’s glad she’s the only one of them stuck down here. She’s glad that Regina is planning to leave and she’s glad that Ursula and Mal must still be causing havoc up there in the world of the living.
She’ll be even gladder when she’s back up there with them, of course, but in the meantime she’ll enjoy getting to feel Regina’s body pressing into hers once again.
Regina lets herself be steered back against the grimy alley wall, her head tilting back as Cruella kisses her fiercely. Her hands slide around Cruella’s waist, one moving down to palm at her arse, and Cruella grins into the kiss, her hips grinding forward. She’s not sure how long she can keep Regina away from those do-gooders and their ridiculous noble cause, but if anyone prides themselves on being distracting, it’s Cruella.
This is a reunion, after all, and reunions deserve to be celebrated. And the feeling of Regina’s chest pushed tight against Cruella’s own, her hips rocking forward when Cruella nudges a thigh between Regina’s legs, feels like a proper celebration indeed.
“Frankly,” Cruella smirks, “the only things to do around here are get drunk and have sex.”
Regina rolls her eyes, but she’s smiling. “Sounds like death isn’t so different from life for you,” she taunts, but she lets Cruella pull her in, lets Cruella kiss her, hard and hungry. Regina’s always been greedy for this, greedy for touch, and Cruella’s always been happy to indulge her.
The truth is that the Underworld is different to life in the world above. It’s muted and faded and miserable; Cruella may be selfish and cruel but she’s glad she’s the only one of them stuck down here. She’s glad that Regina is planning to leave and she’s glad that Ursula and Mal must still be causing havoc up there in the world of the living.
She’ll be even gladder when she’s back up there with them, of course, but in the meantime she’ll enjoy getting to feel Regina’s body pressing into hers once again.
Regina lets herself be steered back against the grimy alley wall, her head tilting back as Cruella kisses her fiercely. Her hands slide around Cruella’s waist, one moving down to palm at her arse, and Cruella grins into the kiss, her hips grinding forward. She’s not sure how long she can keep Regina away from those do-gooders and their ridiculous noble cause, but if anyone prides themselves on being distracting, it’s Cruella.
This is a reunion, after all, and reunions deserve to be celebrated. And the feeling of Regina’s chest pushed tight against Cruella’s own, her hips rocking forward when Cruella nudges a thigh between Regina’s legs, feels like a proper celebration indeed.
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