A/N: Swan Queen fluff. Reviews are welcome and appreciated!
Neon colors flashed before Regina's eyes as Emma brought her over the edge with another mind blowing orgasm. She let out a soft moan before pulling away from the cuddling embrace that the blonde was inevitably going to initiate. "Thank you, Ms. Swan," Regina purred, patting Emma's hand lovingly before rolling over onto her side of the bed.
Emma sat up and stared at Regina in disbelief. "Are you serious?" she asked, her eyes wide and her mouth slightly agape. "Regina…" The blonde sprawled out and adjusted her body against the back of her lover. "Baby…"
Regina scoffed. She turned and confronted Emma with pursed lips and eyebrows raised. "I can assure you, Ms. Swan, that I am not an infant and if you think of me that way, we may have a problem." She rolled back over in one swift motion, her hair brushing against the blonde's face. "Now, if you'll excuse me, some of us have work in the morning."
Emma huffed and rolled her eyes. "You know, normal couples lie in bed together, talk about their day, hold each other, kiss each other…" Her voice trailed off as her mind wandered to dreamland.
The brunette merely replied with a loud fake snore.
"Ugh, whatever…" Emma grabbed the blanket and cocooned herself in it, tugging hard enough to leave Regina's foot dangling in the cold.
"Very mature," the older woman huffed, sitting up and grabbing the blankets away from her bedmate. She playfully pinched Emma's butt before turning over to roll herself snugly against the fleece. Her body melted into the warmth of the bed and a contented smile crept on her face. Sleep began to dust over her- that is, until she felt a pair of very warm lips working their way up the side of her neck and behind her ear - her weakness. Damn that Emma Swan. Regina opened her mouth to protest, but all that came out was soft moan of approval. Her body went completely limp at the feel of Emma's mouth kissing the back of her neck.
Sensing that Regina's guard had been softened by her tactical kisses, Emma gripped the blanket with two hands and pulled it swiftly away from the older woman, giggling as she curled up beneath it.
The brunette shivered. "You are impossible," Regina sighed, burying her face in her pillow and twisting her body into the fetal position for warmth.
"If you would just come cuddle with me, you'd be nice and warm," Emma teased. She looked at her bedmate with puppy dog eyes before opening up the blanket to allow her to move in beside her.
"I'd rather freeze."
Emma rolled her eyes and reached out her left hand from beneath the blanket. She rubbed Regina's thigh softly. "You enjoy that," she teased before rolling over. The blonde stared at the glowing red clock that lay on her bedside table: 2:25.
By 2:30, she could hear Regina angrily tossing and turning.
2:35 and the tossing stopped. Emma smiled as she felt a small tug on the blanket and then, shortly after, a pair of warm arms around her waist.
Regina pulled the blanket snugly around the two of them before resting her chin on the younger woman's shoulder. "This means nothing," the brunette assured.
"Of course not."
"I mean it. I'm just cold."
"Ok." Emma grinned. Emma 1, Regina 0.