AN: So without completely spoiling the idea of the story you are free to look up "Hooray Hooray for the 8th of May" because it is funny. It may be new to A LOT of people but I thought it would be silly and fun idea for a story. So I ran with it BEFORE May 8th...in case any kinky minds want to get in on the action. :-D Kind of uncharacteristic in some ways but I rolled with it anyways!
Also there is a song mention (kind of) a beat or a feeling I wanted to roll with the song is called Mondo Bongo (If you've seen Mr. & Mrs. Smith you'll recognize it) but it the best song for the feeling I was trying to convey for the sexy part of the story. So again if you want to look it up it's a fantastic song.
MANY songs inspire me to write certain feelings or situations (which is different for a writer) but I roll with what gives me inspiration and music does that for me. So I hope you ENJOY!
"Hey Regina you know what date is coming up?" Emma looked up from the paper she was reading at the breakfast table, meeting eyes with the brunette who felt like she missed a significant date somewhere.
"Emma, our anniversary isn't for a few more months." She crossed the first one off the list, the important one.
"Nope try again." The blonde knew Regina would struggle with this one and being ornery was an Emma Swan specialty, especially with the older woman.
"Mother's day is coming up? What do you think Henry will do for us this year?" Ah, now she was trying to change the subject and Emma smiled at the quick thinking brunette.
"Good call it is coming up but no, wrong again." Emma went back to reading the paper, there was nothing new as far as Storybrooke news went but it was fun to keep Regina guessing.
"Emma…" Regina's patience wore thin and the blonde knew she had to spit it out or she'd be out of luck on this one.
"It's nothing serious 'Gina, I promise. Just a stupid holiday I read about once and since May is upon us it made me think of it. You know they have like 'National Grilled Cheese day' or 'Rootbeer float day'—well they actually have a 'National Outdoor Intercourse day,' or National have sex outside day," Emma smiled as Regina watched her intently of her sharing these silly 'holidays.'
"What?" Regina scoffed at her wifes random thought of the holiday.
"It's been nice outside, just makes me think about getting it on outside." Emma shrugged and went back to picking at her breakfast and paper.
"Okay, so when does this 'holiday' take place?" The brunettes eye brows rose and she sipped her coffee, eyeing the blonde carefully, maybe more intrigued than she was leading on at this point.
"May 8th, every year since the 1960's. I think it was in the pacific northwest or something, one of their colleges honed in on this little thing and it's been going strong since. Bunch of hippies up in the northwest huh?" The blonde shrugged it off, knowing deep down that Regina was probably not into something so silly as a romp outdoors, after all she was a 'Queen and a bit more refined.' "Hooray, hooray for the 8th of May."
"Oh really?" Regina shook her head at the silliness of this whole thing and huffed again, not sure if the proposal was serious or not.
"Alright, I gotta get to work or my boss will have my ass on a plate." Emma rose from her seat, grabbing her plate and mug and placing a gentle loving kiss on her wife's plump lips before taking off for the day. "I'll swing by for lunch today ok?"
"Sounds wonderful, I'll see you later. I love you." Regina too rose from her seat taking her plate to the kitchen to throw them in the dishwasher before heading to work herself.
The next week couldn't go by fast enough, Regina's mind was reeling on how she could make this work with Emma. She had to admit, it wasn't appalling to think about having sex outdoors, but she wasn't sure how she could make it work without it being completely obvious to Henry. It's not like she was inexperienced in the sex department, she lived in the Enchanted Forest for crying out loud…it wasn't all soft linens and memory foam mattresses. Her mind reeled with ideas and scenarios but she was drawing a blank, maybe Emma had ideas, it was her idea anyways. Regina huffed in annoyance and continued her work in her study, knowing the clock was ticking away and the day would soon pass them by, maybe she backed off the whole idea.
Her phone chirped at her, Emma.
Emma: Hey you coming out? ;-)
Dammit, she remembered.
Emma: Come on, Henry is gone for the night with my parents. I have my own magic ways Your Majesty.
Regina: I'm working in my study. You can come talk to me here.
Emma: No. Come on, live a little Regina…I have more of a surprise than you think. ;-)
Don't respond Regina just let her come to you. Damn but what if she pulled off something really cute for once like she always does because she's a fucking Charming and cute little romantic quips are what they are good at. Fuck!
Regina: 5 minutes
Emma: You better be here in 5 or I'll march into that house naked and strip you and carry you out caveman style woman.
Regina laughed at the thought of Emma marching into the house buck naked, her blonde hair a grassy mess, and her strong form carrying her, then equally naked body outside to have her naughty way with her. When the hell did I become so submissive? A small smirk graced her lips as she closed her computer work and moseyed her way towards the back door, shutting down the lights on her way. She couldn't see Emma out there upon first glance…or many glances out the back door and windows. She opened the back door, hoping to the heavens that Emma did not jump out at her or there would be hell to pay.
"Emma—" she whispered into the darkness, not even knowing what to expect, she couldn't see anything. Wandering to the edge of the patio, glancing out into darkness again, hoping for some telltale sign but none came until she stepped off the edge of the patio and into a portal? Regina found herself surrounded by a dimly lit area of garden she didn't even know existed, smiling brightly she took in her surroundings; hedges with garden lighting throughout, a small lit fire-pit with and a picnic basket and a couple cozy chairs and a few blankets.
"It's about time you showed up." Emma came up behind her and hugged her, placing her chin on her shoulder, looking at the work she had put into all this. "It's just a cloaking spell and I added a few things here and there…well I might have built the fire-pit because damn we really need one, it's nice out here really."
"Emma—it's—" Regina was shocked, the details the blonde went through to make something so silly so special. She turned in the blondes arms, coming in contact with a very naked Emma Swan and kissing her passionately until they both needed to breathe.
"Better than you expected huh?" Emma grinned, her cockiness showing a little but Regina loved it sometimes, those times that she had to shine she definitely pulled out all the stops. Without much warning Emma magicked the brunettes simple black dress away, leaving her in a state of undress, her body shocked with the drop of temperature.
"Emma!" She hugged Emma closer, not wanting to be so exposed so soon, not sure how she would feel about being so open.
"It's like getting in a pool Regina, easier to get your body used to it quick than to wait." She smiled as her arms encircled the brunette beauty, swaying gently and maneuvering back towards the small fire-pit so she could warm her now chilled backside.
"Can we dim the hedge lighting? I'm feeling a bit exposed." The blush that crept up her chest and neck was obvious even in the dimly lit Eden that Emma had created.
"Oh come on, no one can see besides me." Emma tried to calm her Queen but she was a Queen and a little vulnerable in her nude state.
"Swan." It was a warning so Emma did as asked and magicked the hedge lighting, leaving just the firelight to warm and light the way. Emma and her suave ways grabbed ahold of the brunette again and began to sway, now next to the fire. They moved in sync to Emma's beat, the music she heard in her head, one that always made her want to pick Regina up and dance with her every time she heard it. It had a good beat, slow and sensual, it was the perfect song for her…for them. The two swayed together, Emma getting Regina to move her hips sensually, the Latin flair that woman had couldn't be beat for the blonde. The swell of her hips, the slimness of her waist, all complete with those deep brown eyes that Emma could look into every time they made sweet love.
"I've got some wine, would you like a glass? Also some snacks, mainly fruits and cheeses—" Emma flushed thinking she was trying too hard, this was meant to be playful and all the sudden it felt extremely intimate and romantic, she just wanted Regina to be comfortable, she knew this was way outside her comfort zone so using her charming skills she treated it very special for the brunette.
"Yes, a glass would be lovely." Being naked with the blonde helped her comfort though she couldn't help but wrap one of the blankets around her shoulders as she sat on a different one next to the fire. Emma offered the glass and she took it, quickly downing about half. "Warmth." She added in response, "…and nerves I suppose." Emma topped off her glass and sat with her on the blanket.
"What are you so nervous about? Sometimes it helps to talk about it, how long have we been together now? I think you can trust me with these things." Emma rose her brows and took a sip of wine herself, hoping to.
"Just insecure I guess, being caught," she laughed in her response, she knew it was silly, especially with the cloaking spell.
"Ah but that's the excitement," Emma smiled, "do you remember when you told me about Daniel and how your mother disapproved of you being with him." Regina nodded, it wasn't something she easily forgot about. "Do you ever think you were with him because despite your upbringing and what you were supposed to do you wanted to rebel a little bit and do something against your mother's wishes?"
"I'm not sure it was the same, I know what you are trying to say but Mother was dangerous, her magic made it much more terrifying." Regina's eyes lowered remembering the sensitive nature of her first love, Emma always felt it was best to talk through old problems, it did seem to help with healing.
"But you still understand what I'm trying to say, part of the whole experience with this is very freeing, being in tune with what mother earth has given us. Going back to our primal urges I suppose. That natural feeling of being with someone intimately within nature, not being able to hide behind—" Emma was rambling, no doubt trying to comfort the brunette.
"Wow Emma, I didn't know you could get so philosophical." She rose her glass in a mock toast to the blonde and smiled again before taking a heavy sip and placing the glass in the grass out of the way.
It didn't take much more convincing for the brunette to clamor over Emma's lap, straddling the hippie looking blonde woman and running fingers through soft waves. Secretly it was one of Regina's favorite things about her wife, being able to fist it into a pony tail or comb through it with her fingers gently, it was soothing for both.
"Hi." Emma grinned up mischievously at the brunette waiting for the next move that she knew would have to come from Regina.
"Hello…" she smirked back and slowly dipped her head in search of the blondes beautiful pink lips meeting them softly with her own. Emma sighed at the contact, happy she coaxed her wife into this beautiful garden she had created for her, all to get her out of her shell. It's good for her.
Their lips were familiar, mapping out the contours of each others mouths, working each other back and forth for dominance. Emma's hands found placement on the hips of the brunette, feeling the subtle rocking that was beginning to take place on its own accord. They both took a breath of air before the brunette's mouth trailed hot and wet kisses down across Emma's cheek, ear, and down to her neck. Emma moaned uncontrollably as the sensitive spots on her neck were nipped and sucked by a skillful mouth.
"Jeez 'Gina…" the blonde moaned as her lobe was lapped with a deft tongue, sucking and nibbling slightly.
"Touch me Em," she husked against the blondes ear.
"Yes ma'am." Emma's confirmation as quiet and quick as she adjusted and maneuvered her hand down the trim belly of her lover, farther south until she felt the soft curls of her wife. Slipping through the wet slit, immediately encountering a straining, wet clit, just begging for attention. "Oh, wow." Emma bit back another moan, she wasn't sure what was getting the brunette so worked up but if she got this turned on from sex outdoors they were definitely doing it more often.
Emma started a slow steady pace on the woman riding her lap, her hips thrusting gently against the seeking fingers. Slow circles around the swollen nub then quickly rubbing back and forth until Regina was a writhing mess atop her, begging for more. The blonde could feel her own arousal pooling between her thighs and so badly wanting to get off with her wife, the togetherness would feel amazing.
"'Gina…touch me…please," the blonde all but begged, "I wanna come with you." The blonde was keeping the brunette from finishing too soon, she wanted to prolong the pleasure they were feeling together for as long as possible and possibly being able to finish with her.
They both maneuvered a bit so Regina's hand could slip between them as well, finding her wife's core soaking for her. She too moaned at the contact, rubbing the slick nub back and forth causing a deep moan from the blonde beauty below her. The moved together, slowly rubbing one another in sync, it was almost like dancing, feeling the other move to please the other, but it was equal give and take this time. Each trying to push the other over the edge but wanting to hit that edge together and leap off into paradise. Emma's fingers quickly moved further down, dipping into the slickened channel of the brunette, feeling her muscles squeeze against her fingers. Regina did the same, pushing two of her fingers into the blonde, feeling her squeeze at the mutual pleasure.
"Fuck." Emma cursed and bit her bottom lip knowing she was going to climax soon even if was mostly from pleasing the brunette, the fingers in her drenched core only made it easier. She redoubled her efforts pleasing Regina, stroking in and out, gently dragging her two fingers along the front wall, successfully rubbing against the swollen g-spot, praying to the heavens that Regina would come soon because she knew she'd explode as soon as she felt the brunette start.
"Em-ma, oh—I—" Regina's hips bucked out of control as she kept her fingers buried deep in her wife, barely moving inside her wife as she began to ride through her orgasm, her breath hitched and she rose her head to the sky letting out an animalistic groan of pleasure. Emma's hips thrust against her and the blonde couldn't help but bite the bared neck in front of her, unleashing a whole new wave of pleasure for them both as Emma's orgasm crested. They rode against one another until they were panting and completely sated.
Within a few minutes fingers withdrew from one another, eliciting moans from each woman. Regina sat astride Emma, her legs wrapped around the blondes athletic body, grinning like a fool at what had just transpired between them.
"What are you grinning about?" Emma smiled back almost giddy herself.
"This was kind of fun, I could do this more often. Apparently my body thinks I like it too." Regina admitted that she was apprehensive but the freedom of being with Emma under the stars and next to firelight was quite a turn on for the brunette.
"Yeah? I knew you'd like it," Emma and her confident smirk hid many 'I told you so's,' "I think deep down the Queen likes the idea of being caught." Emma moved her lips to the neck of the brunette kissing softly and sensually, teasing the woman.
"Hmm maybe this Queen likes the idea of being caught in cavorts with you…by your parents." She was sly and grinned devilishly at the blonde woman below her.
"Wow you are so Evil." Emma laughed at the idea of being caught by her parents while she and Regina were having sex, it wasn't a turn off but knowing it might just be a little strange for everyone involved she tried to avoid it. They weren't homophobes but this was their baby girl, the one they never saw grow up and now she was off having sex with the one woman who—
"Stop thinking…I know where that thought sent you." Regina shushed her thinking with a deep kiss to keep her mind from getting the better of her.
"Mmm you are so amazing," Emma returned the kiss with just as much passion before halting suddenly, "I heard something." Regina froze, trying to bury herself further in Emma's lap, she knew they couldn't be seen but it didn't stop her fear of being seen in the buff. Emma smiled and looked at Regina all curled into her lap, "Listen…" the brunette closed her eyes and perked her ears waiting for whatever Emma thought she was hearing. "There you hear it."
"It's a wolf…kind of…" Regina strained her hearing again.
"Ruby?" Emma wondered and they heard it again, light moaning and groaning, very primal. "Oh shit, I remember when I first got here and I talked about this stupid holiday. HA! Go Rubes." Emma smiled thinking about the other coupling that was happening somewhere in the distance.
"You didn't sleep with her did you?" Regina was stern and the Evil Queen definitely came out at that moment, jealous Regina was the best especially when she didn't have anything to be jealous about.
"No, Your Evil Majesty, I did not sleep with Ruby. She's hot but not my type." Emma was honest and it earned her a poke to the chest.
"It better stay that way Swan." Regina staked her claim to the blonde, magicking them upstairs to their bedroom and curling herself against the naked woman.
"You don't want to shower or anything? Wow Regina, breaking all sorts of rules tonight." She teased the older woman again, "My wild woman, sex outside once and you are roughing it." Emma hugged her close, breathing in the outside freshness, her natural scent, and sex…oh the sex.
"Don't push it. I'm not as closed minded as you seem to think." The one thing she loved about Emma is how they could dish it out and take it right back and it seemed so perfectly natural no matter how long they had been doing it. It seemed a second language all of their own.
"I'll believe when I see it Your Majesty."