A/N: This is a collection of Swan Queen Sexy Time Stories to elevate your blood pressure and to entice the senses as well as probably give you some Swan Queen feels. I am not actually sure what may be included in this so it's important that you read any beginning notes before a chapter. This is basically a compilation of fun and sexy one-shots. No real plot.

I was going through my files one day and found a few sexy ficlets that I had written for Swan Queen and I thought they were too good to keep locked up on my hard drive so I created "Moments That Take Our Breath Away".

In this ficlet (chapter) Emma is lying in bed feeling rather stirred and frisky and wakes Regina up with something very specific in mind. This story contains strong sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.

I hope you enjoy this.

Chapter 1: Take My Breath Away

Life is not measured by the

number of breaths we take,

but by the moments that

take our breath away.

Every so often, in the sleepy town of Storybrooke, the moon tended to be bigger and brighter than anywhere else that Emma had ever lived. She had wondered whether it was due to the magic that ran through the town. Tonight, she noticed, was one of those nights where the moon's brilliant glow sifted through their large bedroom window casting a shining luminescence onto their bed.

Turning toward the sleeping woman beside her, Emma saw Regina lying on her back with her face turned away. Her cropped hair rested in an array of dark curls over her pillow.

The day before yesterday, the mayor had surprised Emma and Henry by coming home in the evening with a new haircut resembling an old style that the woman had worn when Emma had first met her and it was doing crazy things to the blonde's libido. Fantasies that she had had for Regina from her first year in Storybrooke had come back in full force; a few naughty ones that had been forgotten.

She had informed Regina that her short hair was such a turn on, which made her wife smile, but in the last few days, the blonde hardly had a chance to show her how sexually affected she was because work had taken the busy mayor away by locking her in her study tirelessly working. Wanting very much to make love with Regina at the moment, Emma rotated her body and placed soft waking kisses along Regina's cheek and neck.

"Babe… Babe…" Emma nudged her and the woman turned her head, mumbling something about a "facilities budget" and Emma chuckled, nuzzled her neck and whispered, "Regina, I'm horny."

Half asleep, Regina simply replied, "That's nice, dear."

The blonde drew the mayor's earlobe into her mouth, with a nimble tongue and said, "I really want you to fuck me, Regina. You're such a hot fuck." The residents of Storybrooke wouldn't know it, of course, but their mayor and queen, who was usually so prim, loved when her wife spoke dirty to her. Emma's mouth traveled to her wife's plump parted lips while slipping her own underwear off, leaving it somewhere under the sheets. She was already excited, feeling her juices gather between her legs.

She took Regina's hand and tentatively licked a finger and then two, watching the woman's eyelids flutter nearly waking. While sucking the fingers into her mouth, Emma witnessed the brunette coming to as her eyes squinted open. Regina lifted her head and focusing on the younger woman seductively dragging her lips over her fingers. Her dark head collapsed back onto the pillow and Emma saw Regina's signature eyebrow raise and a smile. "You are so naughty, Emma." Flexing her body, the brunette started to stretch. "What time is it?"

Not mincing her words, the blonde made Regina halt abruptly, mid-stretch, and that perfectly curved eyebrow lifted again a little dubiously when Emma stated, "It's time for you to fuck my brains out." Kissing her wife's knuckles one last time and making sure there was no mistaking her intentions, she slipped Regina's fingers under the sheets and into her slick silken folds where the older woman gasped at the contact. Holding her lover's hand to her, the blonde brushed her clit against it back and forth. "Fuck yes! So good, babe. You're not even fully awake yet and you could probably get me to come right now."

"Mmmm... Emma, you're so… aroused."

"For you, hell yes, I am. You drive me crazy." Emma kissed the corner of the older woman's mouth and Regina's lips parted to counter the action, taking Emma's tongue into her mouth for a few hot kisses. "Such a pretty mouth. I want to fuck it, babe."

The woman, just roused from slumber, expelled a sharp puff at the bold request and her kisses became insistent as she woke, becoming more excited. "Such a pretty tongue. I love when you stick it in my dripping cunt, Regina." More gasps and sighs from the brunette sounded as her fingers started to move of their own volition against Emma's slippery flesh. "Mmmm... I love how the Queen does it. Please, My Queen." Leaning forward she whispered temptingly in Regina's ear, "Won't you please eat my sweet pussy?"

The sound Regina made almost resembled a snarl, but she was kissing Emma fervently suddenly and, on her side now, she ran her fingers more urgently through Emma's slippery flesh. "No, wait... Reg... No, my Queen..." Emma interrupted between hot kisses.

Regina tore her lips away and held Emma's clit captive, not painfully but achingly between her fingers and Emma felt the twinging in her loins and the sense of urgency and control that was somehow all in Regina's favor now. With a prompting stare, Regina simpered, "You dare wake your Queen and then deny me?" The blonde moaned as Regina evilly leered and rubbed her harder for a few strokes, which felt so breathtakingly good. Regina always knew exactly what she was doing and it drove Emma insane with need.

"No! I'm not denying you, Regina. I…" Emma reached a hand up to cup the head of dark hair in worship, kissing Regina with pleading eyes and she received a gentle smile from the brunette and tender kisses back.

"What do you want, Emma?" The Queen's tone was merciful and kind. She was fully awake now, fully enthralled and wanted to hear Emma scream her name as she came hard and blissfully.

"I... I want to ride your mouth, Your Majesty; not your fingers." She felt Regina trace her entrance, throw her an indecent snigger, and plunge inside anyway, and Emma couldn't deny the sheer pleasure she felt at the invasion. The blonde gasped and sighed as Regina added another finger, driving it into her.

"Are you sure about that, my dear?" A hard thrust made Emma cry out and for a brief moment she faltered and wondered what she wanted. Fuck! Only Regina could turn her into a quivering puddle of dizzying lust.

As the brunette's fingers thrusted slowly and deeply inside her impassioned wife and her forehead was leaning against Emma's, she brushed her thumb against the sensitive bundle of nerves causing Emma to sob and roll her hips.

"Fuck, Regina. Fuck! Fuck!"

"Oh, Emma," Regina praised softly, overcome with adoration for this woman she knew she couldn't live without. Her movements decelerated and then she withdrew her fingers completely, and the blonde, who had a few minutes ago wanted to be licked rather than finger-stimulated, missed her lover's touch immediately.

"On my face, Miss Swan." Regina sucked Emma's essence off her fingers and a deeply satisfied glint reached those warm chocolate colored eyes. "Let me give you what you desire."

Scrambling up, Emma faced the wall and threw a leg over Regina's waiting face. The Queen wrinkled the hem of Emma's tank top and ordered, "This. Off. Now." When the blonde complied, shedding her top and brazenly exposing her magnificent breasts, Regina's hands cupped the swollen sensitive tips in an instant. "You know how I love your body, dear. How I love to watch you as I'm pleasuring you."

"Oh Jesus, Regina..." Emma managed and she is unable to say more as Regina seized hold of her hips and placed her dewy arousal firmly over her wife's eager mouth. The sound of Emma's deeply satisfied groan resonated across their bedroom as the Queen licked, sucked and flicked at her heated center.

Never in her wildest dreams did Emma Swan think anyone could pleasure her or completely understand her body the way that Regina did. When they had first met, the young bails bondsperson had entertained thoughts of them together; what they would be like. When it finally had happened, the reality squashed every hot fantasy she had ever had of Regina Mills.

And Emma had done this before with other partners but no one touched her as deeply or made her want to please with such utter devotion than her true love, lying just beneath her now.

As thoughts of commitment and faithfulness to Regina floated in her mind and with her lover's tongue striking hotly against her engorged nub, Emma felt the delicious build of her climax near the pinnacle point and her hips began to rock. "I love you, Regina. God, I love you so much."

Hearing Regina's groan in answer to her words that were filled with such warmth and fidelity, Emma hurdled off the edge of sanity as the Queen suckled her into her mouth, holding her hips still and lightly whipping the throbbing sensitive hood from side to side. "OH MY GOD, REGINA! I'm coming!"

She tried to jerk herself off of Regina's mouth but the brunette kept her tightly fastened to her face so that she could continue her mission to satisfy Emma's desires.

Emma rode Regina's mouth, crying out her pleasure until she became exhausted and a little heavy with her lassitude. Regina's hands wandered up to Emma's quaking breasts and she gently coaxed the blonde down away from the wall and toward the bed onto her shoulders and back. The Queen was not finished and was sitting hunched over now with Emma's soaked sex against her mouth, still ravenously licking at her.

"Reg... Regina!" With a hand placed over Emma's mound, Regina continued enjoying the woman's soft folds and her other hand moved out to fondle her breast's turgid peak. "I... can't... I just…"

"Yes, you can, my love. Do it again for me." Regina licked up and down her slit, opening her up and driving her tongue inside Emma's opening.

"OH! UH! AH!"

Regina pulled on her nipple, lightly slapped her breast into a firm grip, and finished off by rolling the taught tip between unrelenting fingers and Emma, overcome with tantalizing sensations, panted harder and louder.

"This is what you wanted, Emma." Regina's tongue traversed up to the most intimate part of her and circled it teasingly with her tongue. "Now I get what I want. Your pleasure, Emma, is mine." A demanding tongue flick and Emma whimpered. "Your body, your soul, your heart. All mine." Eyes never leaving Emma's face, Regina covered her with her mouth and tongued her persistently and Emma gripped Regina's legs through the bedsheets, shrieking with another loud, earth-shattering release.

Emma forcibly tore herself away, with a keening sob, from the queen's gratifying mouth and she collapsed on the bed, quivering, body humming, still moaning, that she was unaware of Regina moving quickly until the woman was lying atop Emma, hands slipping under Emma's shoulder to tenderly caress her face and her hair. The blonde could see herself glistening on the queen's mouth and chin as the woman looked down on her with a throughly pleased grin.

The Queen seized her mouth in a kiss, surrounding Emma with the smell and taste of her release and the stark reminder of who had just given it to her.

When they separated, they looked at each other sweetly and Regina smugly wiggled her eyebrows making the savior chuckle. "Mine." She brought her lips closer and waited for Emma to raise her head and kiss her.

The savior did so enthusiastically. "All yours, only yours, Regina."

"Mm." After a few more sound kisses, Regina let her eyes wander over the younger woman's healthy flushed face and brushed a lock of blonde hair away before she said, "I love you too, Emma."

Emma beamed widely and found her tank top balled up on the bed. She grabbed it and cleaned herself off the Queen's chin.

Basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking, they shared an affectionate look and Regina tittered, "Now, can we go back to sleep? I have a meeting with the dwarves in the morning."

Emma started, "Don't you want to... you know." Emma glanced down to where Regina's sex was cradled against her own.

Regina dotingly grinned down at her and said with a gentle poke to the tip of her nose. "What I need right now is sleep." She took Emma's hand and pulled her toward her. "Do you need to use the bathroom, dear?"

"No," Emma said with a short laugh.

"Good, then come here to me, Darling," Regina requested and Emma came down to rest beside her Queen's side as the blankets were moved over their bodies securely.

When they settled in and Emma hugged Regina's form, she asked, "Babe, are you sure you don't want me to... quickly 'take care' of you?"

She felt her lover's silent chuckle. "Quickly? What a waste of your talents. No." She heard Regina yawn. "However, I would plan a long late lunch tomorrow if I were you, Sheriff Swan."

"Yeah?"

"Yes. All my meetings are done at 2. Your presence will be mandatory in my office tomorrow at 2:30."

"Ohhh..." Emma comprehended undoubtedly what Regina was saying and she became suddenly excited at the prospect of office sex. She closed her eyes and cuddled in closer.

"I'll even have lunch brought in for you. Something fried, fattening and loaded with cheese."

The blonde's smile grew even wider. "I love how well you know me, Babe."

She could sense Regina's smile against the crown of her head and felt her heart clench as she heard her queen inhale her scent in, "And I love how insatiable you are, Emma. Never change."

THE END