Hello everyone! I was writing my own funny version of how I thought it would go if Emma grew herself a special, magical…lets call it, "accessory," for the sake of this pg intro. As I was writing I got the idea of turning it into an omegaverse story. I know there are few stories of this nature for SwanQueen and I figured this story was as good a time as any to explore this medium. So needless to say the story will progress to a serious MA rating.

Characters: This is a SwanQueen love story involving Emma Swan and Regina Mills. Many other Storybrooke characters will be part of the story but SwanQueen is Endgame.

Setting: This takes place a few months after season 6 finale. Everyone lives in Storybrooke; Henry is still in high school and no Seattle business.

Rating: MA FOR MATURE ADULT

Disclaimer: I do not own nor gain any compensation for these fantastic charcters created by the writers, producers, actors and creators of OUAT.

As usual feel free to comment, IM me or express yourselves in any wonderful way you all wish. I hope you all enjoy!

Wilder than the Wind: An Alpha, Omega tale of True Love

Chapter One: Emma's fantasy.

Emma was focusing hard on her fantasy. Killian coming home from his journey, taking her in his arms and having his manly way with her. Yes, Emma was zero'd in on that vision as the beads of sweat poured down her forehead. She was not going to resort to porn like she always did, even though that was normal for everyone right? Nor would she let her mind wander to a certain someone that tried to creep her way in, still, from time to time. No sir, she was all about her husband Killian Jones, the man she'd learned to love. She imagined his face between her legs, pleasing her as he forced her submission. She was close but she kept losing it. She kept rewinding to the foreplay while betraying thoughts flashed in her mind of previous fantasies that came before his time. But she kept fighting and bringing them back to Killian.

Even as her climax rose she was teetering on the brink, painstakingly there without final release. Suddenly, with her guard down and excruciating need it happened. She panted quickly and shamefully quietly at the vision that brought her to summit! It was her. God damn it! It was always her. She had seen her too much this week and she was in that fucking black dress. That image must have ingrained into Emma's subconscious; now it seeped into her fantasy. And that's what Emma saw…Her in that little black dress with her perfect, beautiful figure and Emma was fucking her. With a full strap on no less! That was a new installment in her long list of fantasies! She usually kept things organic so to speak. By God she couldn't control herself! And that is was made her climax! Emma fell back on her bed with the guilt of a hundred hells.

It happened to her in a flash. She couldn't control it she told herself. But why was this still happening to her?!

Defeated and sated she decided it was time to zip up her pants and head back to the station before anyone would notice she'd gone missing.

"What the fuck?!" Emma bolts up from her bed, panting with hands in the air like she was being arrested!

She slowly turns to the long mirror and lets out a blood curdling scream before everything goes black.

She's back in the enchanted forest. She looks around and it's a gorgeous day with radiant blue skies. She sits with Hook in the lush meadows surrounded by greenery. The first place they ever made love. He's looking at her with such need in his puppy eyes that at that moment she realizes she's held out long enough and she just might cave into him. He leans in and kisses her as she closes her eyes. The next thing she knows she feels an aching throb between her legs. But this is completely different from anything she's felt before. She opens her eyes and finds to her surprise she's no longer kissing Hook. She's kissing her! 'Oh my God!'

They are alone in the meadow, surrounded by pink roses and Emma is on top of her, thrusting in and out of her and it feels so damn good she refuses to stop.

Deep brown orbs call out to her, "Emma." And she kisses her lips passionately.

Emma doesn't care, she has to tell her, she has to say it now, "I love you."

"Emma, Emma!" She hears a voice barely calling to her as she slowly stirs from her dreams.

"Regina?" She mumbles but soon hears a loud knocking. "Emma! Emma, are you alright?"

"Dad?" She dazedly looks around her room. She's confused as to why she's on the floor when it hits her with a start. Quickly she reaches up and throws a blanket over her lower body.

"Dad? What are you doing here?!"

"You disappeared. I was worried. Are you ok? Are you alone in there?"

"Yes, yes I'm ok."

A short pause.

"I came home to check on some stuff and I must have nodded off to sleep I'm sorry"

Emma wondered, 'How long was I out?'

"That's alright. You just scared me. You never disappear like that without telling someone."

"How long have I been out, asleep?"

David frowns in concern. "I'm not sure exactly. A little over an hour."

Emma realizes she must have hit her head pretty hard after her absolutely normal and hysterical reaction. She dares a peek beneath her blanket and see's it's still there, not as hard, but still there. 'Oh my God!' She feels the tears streaming down her face. 'What am I going to do?'

"Look, honey I checked other places before I came here. I went to your mom, the docks and even Regina's. I'll just go downstairs and let them know you're ok."

"Yes!" Emma said too eagerly. "Yeah I'll meet you down there and please let them know everything's fine!"

"Okay." David frowns at her weird behavior.

The last thing Emma needed was her mother or God forbid Regina showing up there in her current state. 'Ok, ok Swan get up.' It was time to give herself a pep talk. 'Get up and make it go away. Just close your eyes and magic the magic penis away!'

She tightly shut her eyes, crossed her fingers and loudly chanted in her mind.

"Ugh" it wasn't working! And she couldn't button up her jeans because IT was still not fully soft and her jeans were too tight.

"Ok, ok, ok I'll just magic up some ice and take some of Hook's baggy pants." 'What am I talking about he doesn't own a pair of baggy pants.' "Shit!"

'My dad! My dad totally wears manly, baggy pants. Ok so think..which drawer does mom keep them in? Which drawer?' Just as she was about to magic them she realized they'd wonder why she was wearing her dad's jeans. Maybe she should just ask her dad. Then it hit her.

She had these white baggy ski pants somewhere in the house. She tried to quiet down and managed to magic them into her room and put them on. Next she put a towel over herself and applied the ice.

"Ok that's better." She took a deep breath. A few minutes later she put on a light blue v-neck sweater that was always too big on her and went downstairs.

"Hey." She smiled at her dad.

"Hey yourself." He smiles brightly. "You're wearing the sweater I got you. Ready to go?"

Emma looks down and fidgets with her long sleeves, Yeah you know I wasn't being honest before. I kinda have a bad headache and came here to take something and lay down for a bit. But my headache is still there." She hated lying to her father. Although after her fainting spell she did have a headache.

"You should have just said something." He extends an arm over her shoulder. "Stay, rest, I've got this. We're not busy anyway."

Emma stiffens at the contact and tries to keep her distance.

"Are you sure you're ok?" David's not convinced.

"Peachy!"

David gives her his awkward smile and walks out. Emma waits until he steps into the cruiser and drives away to flop on her chair with an exacerbated sigh.

"Now what am I gonna do?"