WARNING : This story contains a parent/(underage) child incestuous sexual relationship.

Author's Note : Hey, this is my first BQ story and English isn't my native language so please bear with me and review ;)

The Love Curse

Chapter 1

Regina was angry. No, that's not strong enough. Regina was beyond pissed. And of course, it's exactly in those moments that she took the worst decisions. And that's how she found herself in Gold's shop – who was on his honeymoon with his new wife – looking for a missing a ingredient to cast a spell on that insufferable Savior who happened to have ruined her life by taking away her last chance at True Love.

After ravaging the whole shop, she found a box that she felt emanated magic. Finally, she thought. Were she not so angry, she would have realised that it was really easy to find. Hidden, but not that protected. But she was, so without a second thought she tried wihout success to open it. Not patient enough to look for a key and sensing she probably wouldn't find one, she opened it by magic. As soon as it opened, a puff of black smoke appeared, she unintentionally inhaled some and everything went black.

When she opened her eyes, Regina felt a little warm and pretty good, so she figured the smoke was just here to deter people from stealing. She found the ingredient she was looking for but her impromptu nap allowed her to calm down and think about the consequences of doing such a thing. She wasn't the Evil Queen anymore and she knew Henry would never forgive her should she do something to his other mother. Since she broke the curse, she became much closer to Henry and that was enough for her. Coming to her senses, she walked out of Gold's shop empty handed and went home.

Driving through the streets to reach her mansion, she couldn't help but think about her son and how glad she was that things were finally good between them. She felt the heat intensify and a slight discomfort between her legs but nothing alarming so she shook it off.

"Mom! Where've you been? I was looking for you everywhere! Are you okay?" Henry asked before she even had time to close the door of her mansion.

"Yes, Henry, I'm fine, don't worry." And she was, she had started seeing Robin a week ago, she didn't have feelings for him but she was tired of having all of her chances at love taken away from her before they even truly begun. "I won't go all Evil Queen on Emma if that's what you're worried about."

"That's not what I was worried about. I know you're not her anymore. It was you I was worried about. Don't do that to me again, mom. I was so worried!" He said, stepping towards her and engulfing her in a strong hug.

Still not used to receiving such love from him, she reveled in this hug and hugged him tight back. But she soon felt that warm feeling from earlier intensify tenfold and it was more than enough for her to determine what it was. Arousal. This time she couldn't ignore it. She gasped and quickly pushed Henry away.

"What's wrong, mom?" Henry asked.

"What? Hum, nothing, I'm just tired, I'm going to go to bed. Goodnight Henry." She said awkardly and blushed, not even kissing him on he forehead like she always does.

Not understanding in the least what just happened, Henry went to his room as well, wondering what was happening to her.

Once she was alone in her room, Regina quickly undressed and put on her silk nightie and got under the covers, trying to wrap her mind about what she just felt... and was still feeling. She quickly found out that the more she thought of her little boy, the wetter she was. She felt truly disgusted by herself. She try to think about what could have caused this, she had never looked at Henry this way before. Regina quickly realised that all that time she had been thinking about Henry trying to comprehend what was happening to her and had to suppress the urge to cross the hall, storm into Henry's bedroom and- NO!, she scolded herself. And then she knew. Gold. That bastard imp and his fucking smoke! She wanted to look into her magic books for what kind of cruel spell was hidden in that box but the throbbing between her thighs was getting really uncomfortable, borderline painful and she resisted touching herself for as long as she could and then more but it was a vicious circle, the more she was aroused, the more she thought about Henry and the moreshe thought about Henry... Finally, when it was all she could think about, she figured she had to take care of it to be able to concentrate on a way to kill the imp later.

She snaked a hand under her shirt to roll a nipple between her fingers. "Oh... " she moaned quietly, the nipple was already rock hard and very sensitive and the moisture between her legs told her she was way past foreplay so she slipped her other hand inside her panties and found that she was dripping. She started with slow circles on her clit, trying to imagine any attractive person she knew but Henry. Finally she settled for some faceless man moving his fingers on her clit. She then dipped her finger in her entrance, and then back up, spreading the wetness all over her slit and went back to her clit. "Yes..."

In a matter of minutes, she found herself at the edge and was now rubbing furious circles on her clit and rocking her hips. She quickly discovered that she could not orgasm thinking of any of the person she knew, it didn't work either with a faceless person. Immensely ashamed of herself, she imagined Henry's fingers instead of hers, and immediately fell deliciously over the edge, shaking from the very powerful orgasm and moaned a quiet "Henry..." before she could put her hand on her mouth.

From the other side of the door, Henry could barely suppress his gasp at what he just heard.

A few minutes ago, he went out of his room to check on his mother, intent on asking her about her strange behavior and if it was about Robin. He was about to knock when he heard deep moaning and a wet noise. He realised what she was doing and got hard in seconds. Forgetting about his question, he reach down his pajama pants and started stroking himself, not risking letting his chance go thinking it may never happen again.

He had realised he loved her as more than a mother when the curse ended and his romantic feelings for her didn't. So when he heard his name tumble from his mother's lips when he guessed she reached her peak, he couldn't help but come too. Quickly wiping his semen off the door he accidentally stained with his sleeve he fled to his room with the biggest shit-eating grin ever on his face.

Author's Note : That's it for the first chapter, let me know if I should continue and if there are any mistakes or things I should improve. Thanks for reading :)