Prompt: Bed Sharing

Emma yawned as she sped down the freeway. Glancing to her right, she smiled at the sight: her road trip companion was curled up on the passenger seat, sleeping lightly after her last driving stint. Checking the dashboard clock, Emma noted it had just passed eleven pm. Stifling another yawn, her attention was caught by a tacky neon road sign advertising a motel at the next intersection.

Much as she wanted to continue with their travels, Emma knew the sensible thing would be to stop for the night. They had been driving all day and even if they did get to Massachusetts that night, there was no way they could begin to track down Lily until the following morning.

Indicating, Emma steered the bug onto the slip road and followed the signs to Lake Michigan's Luxury Motel. Scoffing at the oxymoronic name, Emma pulled into the dark parking lot, shut off the engine and turned to wake her friend.

"Where are we?" Regina asked as she rubbed her eyes and looked around.

"Motel," Emma explained. "I was getting sleepy and I didn't think you'd want to drive any more tonight. Stopping and having a few hours shut eye seemed like the sensible option."

Nodding her agreement, Regina stretched her cramped limbs before opening the car door and climbing out. Emma followed, grabbed both their bags from the trunk and the two women headed towards the reception.

"Good evening ladies," the jovial receptionist greeted. "Do you have a reservation?"

"No, sorry," Regina said as she walked up to the desk. "Do you have a couple of rooms available, just for tonight?"

"I'm afraid we only have one room vacant, it's a deluxe double."

Regina turned to Emma, raising her eyebrows. Emma dropped the bags and walked up to stand beside the brunette. "I'm dead on my feet Regina, I really don't care if we have to share a bed for one night. If you're ok with it that is."

Pausing for a moment, Regina nodded before turning back to the young woman behind the desk. "Ok, we'll take it."

Handing over the key to room 408, the receptionist directed the two women to the elevator and wished them a pleasant evening. Regina wrinkled her nose at the dank smell as they entered the lift. Emma chuckled at her regal attitude. "It's a roadside motel, Regina, not the Hilton."

"Unfortunately," Regina remarked as the elevator clanged to a stop on the top floor and she stalked out as soon as the doors creaked open. A sign told them to turn right and soon they were stood outside a door marked with a plastic plaque declaring they had arrived at room 408.

As the door swung open and they surveyed the room, Regina was pleasantly surprised. The air smelt far fresher than the hallway and the bed was large with clean, crisp linen. Even the ensuite was almost up to scratch.

Emma placed her bag on the right side of the bed and Regina's on the left.

"You wanna take the bathroom first," she offered.

Nodding, Regina pulled out her wash bag and some silk pyjamas before disappearing into the small room. Emma flopped dramatically onto the bed, reached for the television remote and surfed through the channels until she found an old rerun of Law and Order. Immersed in the show, reliving her days as a bounty hunter, Emma didn't notice Regina had returned until the bed beside her dipped. Looking to her left, Emma swallowed hard as she looked at the older woman. Face devoid of make up, her hair freshly brushed and pale blue silk pyjamas. Emma didn't think she'd ever seen Regina look more beautiful. Sitting up abruptly, the blonde rummaged through her own bag, grabbed a tank top and some clean underwear along with her toiletries and disappeared quickly into the bathroom.

Regina smiled at the blonde's evident discomfort, finding it rather endearing how desperate Emma was to hide her feelings from the Mayor. Regina had known for years that the younger woman found her attractive but had never said anything nor had she acted on her own feelings for Emma. Their lives were complicated enough without adding a sexual relationship into the mix. Regina slid gracefully under the bed covers, reached for the remote to turn off the television and pulled out her book.

Meanwhile, Emma was stood in the bathroom, cursing herself for not bringing proper pyjamas. As she surveyed her red cotton panties and white tank top, she realised she was wearing the exact outfit as when Regina had dropped by Granny's unannounced three years ago. She shivered as she recalled the brief flash of lust that had passed across the brunette's face before she schooled her features and subtly threatened Emma to leave town. Oh how much had changed. Taking a deep breath, Emma unlocked the bathroom door and stepped out into the dimly lit room.

Regina was tucked up in bed, absorbed in her book, as Emma walked to her side and climbed into the bed. The sheets were cool against her naked legs but she could feel a faint heat coming from Regina's body, lying barely a foot away from her.

"I'll just finish this chapter and then I'll turn out the lights," Regina murmured, not looking up from her book.

"No problem," Emma replied as she reached to turn her own lamp off. Shuffling further down under the covers, Emma wiggled around trying to get comfortable as she rolled onto her side, choosing to face away from the brunette to avoid temptation. Closing her eyes, she tried desperately not to think of the woman lying so close to her and willed sleep to come soon.

Barely five minutes later, Regina placed her bookmark inside the novel, put the book on the bedside table and shut off her reading light. Moving momentarily to get comfortable, she settled quietly on her side, looking at the mass of blonde hair in front of her which almost seemed to glow in the darkness of the room.

"Goodnight Emma," she whispered.

"Night 'Gina," came a sleepy response.

Emma wasn't sure what had awoken her but she knew it was still night time. The thin curtains at the motel window would have let any daylight in and the room was still blanketed in darkness.

As her conscious came to, she suddenly became aware of a weight over her waist. Shifting very slightly, the press of a hot body against her back made Emma gasp before the memories of the previous night flooded back to her.

Regina. The road trip. Finding Lily. A double hotel room.

Regina's slender arm was draped over Emma's waist, the hand resting softly on her toned abdomen. In her sleep, Regina's body had gravitated towards Emma's own and the lithe figures were now curled together, the brunette acting as the big spoon to the blonde's little spoon. Emma could feel the steady rise and fall of the brunette's chest as her breasts softly pressed into her back before moving slightly away. A tickling breath caressed Emma's neck, ruffling her curls and warming her skin.

Emma didn't dare move, not wanting to disturb Regina's sleep nor cause any movement that could potentially end their current embrace. The blonde closed her eyes once more and allowed the gentle, rhythmic breathing of her bed partner to lull her back to sleep. As Emma drifted off, Regina sighed and nuzzled closer, pulling her own body to press even closer to the blonde's. A smile formed on pale lips at the sensation. She could definitely get used to this.