I don't own these characters; Disney/ABC does.
A/N: here there be sexy times and a bit of a kink.
2: Sudden Downpour
Emma was almost giddy having Henry's permission to ask Regina to marry her. She knew exactly how she wanted to go about it, especially since the weather was growing warmer. It'll be romantic. So, now she had to ask Regina on the date.
Emma stood outside Regina's study door, but did not knock. Nerves froze her hand and she was bombarded by thoughts and doubts. Would it be better to mate Regina before marrying her? They had sort of talked about this, but it was more of a joke as to who would do what first. Was this right? Would Regina even want to marry another alpha? Would Regina want to marry her former husband's granddaughter?
I didn't even know the man and she's cool with being in a relationship with me. Emma felt like that should at least take care of one question. Still, her stomach twisted as she thought this might be a bad idea. What if Regina wants to keep things like they are? Things are good. Why change them?
"Emma, are you going to come in or not?" Regina called.
"Fuck." Emma sucked her teeth. She forgot about magic and Regina could probably sense her presence thanks to their weird connection. It's not weird. I like being connected to her like that and that should be a sign. Taking a breath, she opened the door. "Hey." She gave Regina an awkward wave. Smooth. You're an idiot.
Regina, parked behind her desk, arched an eyebrow. There were some papers and a couple of folders in front of her. Whatever she was working on had her forehead vein popped up a little. Since Storybrooke was Storybrooke there was never a shortage of things that might give Regina an aneurism, between monsters, mythological creatures, budgets, and the occasional attempted coup over her leadership, she stayed busy outside of the house.
Emma did not think, going to Regina and pulling her from her seat. Regina yelped, but put her arms around Emma's neck as Emma carried her bridal-style over to the chaise. She eased down into a lounging position and Regina wasted no time cuddling into her. Her arms went around Regina automatically. She inhaled Regina's wonderful scent and it eased her anxiety. She did not care about her own nerves now. She just wanted to take care of Regina.
"Is everything okay?" Emma asked, kissing the top of Regina's head. The week had been tough beyond Henry presenting. Again, Storybrooke was Storybrooke. Hell, a couple of weeks ago Storybrooke had gone above and beyond, trying to be Hell. There were demons, ghouls, and zombies in the street before a main event with a few Big Bads. That had only ended a few days ago.
Regina sighed. "Fine. It's just a mountain of repairs and requests for aid after those Titans waged war against us."
Emma groaned, not wanting to remember the specifics of two weeks ago. It was one thing to live in a fairy tale, but the thing with the Titans was right out of Buffy the Vampire Slayer up until the Titans showed up. There was a Hell mouth and everything. Worst of all, Regina did not get any of her Buffy references. Well, that and the Titans were pretty awful, too, but references made the best one-liners and Regina was a terrible audience. A great partner, though, and it took severa, long days, but eventually they had the Titans back where they belonged, either in the sky or in Tartarus.
"Your job always gets worse after we have one of these epic battles," Emma said.
"Well, it's part of my job to handle the cleanup. I'd love for the villains to clean up after themselves every once and a while."
"Yes, but it's not part of your job to get into ultimate fighting matches with guys beyond the gods." Emma had not even realized there was something beyond a god until the Titans showed up. She always thought "titan" was just a word. She was learning plenty of new things living in Storybrooke and some of them she wished remained unknown.
"It's not something a mayor typically has to handle, but if I were still queen, I'd be expected to do the best for my people. I think some of that is still instilled in me."
"A mayor's supposed to be the best for your people, too, but not out in front like that."
Regina smiled. "In ancient times, both here and at home, a leader was at the front. Well, a good leader, anyway, I think I took that to heart, even if I haven't always been good. Besides, people used to see me at the front as the Evil Queen, so let them see me at the front here, saving them instead of slaughtering them."
"Sometimes I don't know if you're being nice or strategic."
Regina wiggled, like her back was stiff. "Can't it be both?"
Emma hummed and stroked Regina's head. The feel of silk locks under her fingertips made her want to stay where they were forever. "Could I suggest we go on a date to help you unwind?"
Regina let loose something very close to a purr and she sank into Emma's embrace. "What did you have in mind?"
"It's a surprise."
Regina turned onto her side and tucked her head underneath Emma's chin. "I'm intrigued. When did you have in mind? Or is that a surprise, too?"
Emma snickered a little. "No. Whenever you're available. I know you have a lot on your plate right now." There was a whole section of town under construction thanks to the Titans.
"I'm used to it. Besides, having you around actually helps a lot."
Emma could feel the wrinkle in her brow. "How so?"
"You're able to keep an eye on Henry, give him attention if he needs it. Every now and then, you try to handle things in the kitchen or you'll order takeout, so I don't have to cook. You get me to unwind, watching ridiculous shows or some other such nonsense. And, there are the other things you do." Regina purred and pressed herself a little closer.
For a moment, Emma was confused by the sound, but then realized she was caressing Regina's stomach. Do I just touch her on instinct? Hell, am I doing this because I keep thinking about having another pup with her? The thoughts made her reconsider her proposal. Maybe they should mate first. Her throat tightened, as she was not sure how she might work up the courage to put her mark on Regina or even suggest Regina put a mark on her. Maybe they needed to talk about it again.
"I should probably get back to work," Regina said, pulling away slightly.
Emma tugged her a little closer. "No, stay for a while."
"I'll fall asleep." Her voice was the closest Regina would come to whining while not in bed.
A light chuckle escaped Emma. "Maybe you need a little nap."
"At eight at night? That's not going to happen." Yet, her eyes fluttered shut as she snuggled a little closer. She blatantly inhaled against Emma's neck. "You smell good."
Emma could not fight the smile on her face. "You're tired and overworked. It makes you a cuddle-monster."
Regina only made a noise. Emma, not a complete and total moron and enjoying the moment, did not say anything. While continuing to rubbing Regina's abdomen, Emma nuzzled her hair and inhaled her scent once more. It changed a bit from just moments ago. A relaxed Regina smelled soothing, almost like lavender. It was a such a different aroma to when Regina was active or aroused. It took Emma a moment to realize her eyes drooped.
"How about we go to bed?" Emma suggested.
Regina made a noise, showing she was not far from going to bed right on Emma. "It's only eight and I have work to do."
"You've worked hard enough this week, not just for the town, but for the family. Henry presenting was so emotional. It took a lot of energy from all of us. Let's just go to bed." She was certain the exhaust tugging at Regina right now had everything to do with Henry's presenting than with the annoyance divine disturbance right before it.
"Need a shower."
"I know. Let me take care of you." That was what an alpha was supposed to do for her omega. But, you don't want to be an alpha. Well, she was one and she should be the best possible alpha she could for Regina. Is there such a thing? Did it really matter? She wanted to take care of Regina. So, just do that.
Regina did not say anything and Emma tucked her arms around Regina, securing her. Emma slowly climbed to her feet and made her way to the door. It was easier to carry Regina now than it used to be. She liked to think that muscle mass she seemed to be gaining came from taking longer runs and actually using the little bit of exercise equipment they had at the station, but she knew that was only possible from not doing her beta drugs anymore. Having been to the doctor since her first visit, the muscle she gained was a bit of a surprise to Doctor Aye, but after running some tests, he felt he could better predict the changes to her body as her brain began producing the hormones that made an alpha an alpha. She could maintain these new muscles as long as she worked out regularly, which she supposed was the same for most people, even though it was supposed to be easier for alphas. It gave her something to do at work during the boring times, which there was plenty of when villains were not roaming the streets.
Emma glanced down at Regina as she opened the door and started down the hall. Regina was cute in her sleep, but there were some lines on her face from stress. Hopefully, they would disappear after a good night's rest and seeing how well she handled Henry. She put Regina down in the bed and then went to start the shower in the bathroom. Once that was done, she went back to Regina and now found she did not want to wake her up.
"Hey, babe, you still want that shower?" Emma shook Regina a bit.
Regina mewed and blinked a couple of times. "Shower, yes."
"I'll help you undress."
Regina purred once more and rolled over to her back. Emma chuckled and wasted no time helping Regina out of her shirt and skirt. She undressed herself as well and carried Regina into the shower. The soft spray of hot water was enough to wake Regina to keep her on her feet.
"I got you," Emma said in a low voice as she grabbed Regina's loofa and loaded it with Regina's body wash.
"You're wonderful," Regina murmured as Emma ran the loofa gently over her arms.
Emma smiled. "I think that's you. You're doing so much, all the time."
Regina did not argue or comment. Emma washed Regina as thoroughly as she could without making it sexual and then gave herself a quick wash before turning off the water. She toweled them both off and then picked Regina back up. Regina yelped and wrapped her arms around Emma's neck.
"You don't have to carry me," Regina said and then she yawned.
"Oh, but I want to."
Regina smiled, quietly enjoying Emma's strength as much as Emma liked to display it. Emma did not let her go once they got the bed and laid down with Regina basically on top of her. Regina tucked herself against Emma, putting her head right under Emma's chin. Emma sighed and rubbed Regina's back.
"You wanted something before," Regina said.
"Hmm?"
"When you came to my study. You wanted something."
"We kinda talked about it already," Emma replied.
Regina's eyes drifted shut. "We did?"
Emma smiled, as this was cute, even though she was bit surprised Regina was so tired she forgot the conversation they had twenty minutes ago. "You want to go on a date soon? Just the two of us. I've already got it planned out."
"Of course. This weekend."
Emma smiled even more. "It's a date."
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Regina was not sure what made Emma think a nighttime picnic in the park was her idea of a good date, but she was always willing to indulge Emma. Besides, Emma promised her a relaxing night, which she sorely needed. She did not realize until falling asleep on Emma the other night how worn out she was. It was not work. She was certain it was worry over Henry.
Henry had taken her words in and seemed all right with his status, but she knew he had a long, oppressive road ahead of him. Had she and Emma prepared him for that? Was there still time to prepare him for that? How did she prepare him for that without crushing his spirit or making him self-conscious about his sex status?
"Regina, you okay?" Emma asked, holding Regina's hand as they moved through the park. Of course Emma had a specific spot she wanted to show Regina.
"I'm fine. Simply wondering how you came across this remote area," Regina replied. It was something that had been on her mind since before they left the house. Emma requested she wear the most comfortable and practical shoes she owned. She had a pair of slip-on sneakers she never wore until now. It was a wise decision.
"I chased a chupacabra through here like a month ago."
"Is that when you came home all scratched up?" Regina had worried Emma had fallen into a thicket from the way her clothes were shredded and every bit of her seemed to be marked with long wounds.
"Yes!" Emma made a noise of disgust. "Who the hell thought to put claws and fangs on what's essentially a rabid groundhog?"
"Nature." Nature of this realm had a sense of humor, but not like the Old World.
Emma snickered. "I'd curse nature, but it made this spot. You're gonna like it. I promise."
Thirty years ago, Regina probably would have loved it, but she could not see herself feeling that way now. Oh, what would Emma have done with the wide-eyed eighteen year old you? They would never know, but she could picture her younger self loving this. Now, the almost forty, biologically anyway, Regina wanted to go home and sit on the couch, away from the bugs, rocks, and almost tripping more times than she liked. Still, she pressed on with Emma until they got to a clearing.
It was not large by far, but on a hill that gave them just enough height to see the lake. There were bushes, brush, and trees to give them privacy, but enough opening in the air for her to see the stars. The moon was bright and full, gleaming down on the dark lake. It was like a scene from a painting.
"What do you think?" Emma asked with a grin.
"It's lovely." And it was. It sparked embers of the old her, the young her. The Regina who never got a chance to bloom, who loved the great outdoors, animals, and the stars. She's still in there. Emma knows that.
"I knew you'd appreciate it, even if sitting in the dirt probably doesn't appeal to you." Emma chuckled at her own remark as she spread the picnic blanket on the ground. "Come, sit with me for a while."
Regina did not hesitate, moving to curl into Emma's side as soon as she was down. Emma wrapped her arms around Regina and they stared at the dark, star-speckled sky in silence for a long moment. It was nothing like the night sky in the Enchanted Forest, but it was still brilliant.
"So… something tells me you know stuff about the stars," Emma said.
Regina smiled. "Really? What makes you think that?"
Emma shrugged. "It seems like something you would know and when we were in Neverland, you stared at the sky a lot, like you were trying to figure out where we were."
"Of course you were watching me try to remain sane in Neverland."
"Uh, yeah, of course. You know what effect you have on me, even when I'm trying to fight it. Is knowing the stars like an aristocrat thing or something?"
Regina shook her head. "No, this was something my father started with me when I was little and then I would use it to keep calm as I got older. Stargazing helped keep me sane in the palace."
Emma grunted, but did not add anything. Regina was not surprised. The alpha in Emma did not like to be reminded Regina had been with another alpha. It was understandably worse when that alpha was Emma's grandfather. And, of course, Emma hated that she had been forced into a relationship. That hatred went to several levels, one being unable to protect Regina, even though Emma did not even exist at the time. Regina decided to fill the air before the silence got awkward.
"The stars are different everywhere we go for some reason. It baffles me. Is this all not the same universe? When we go through a portal, is it another galaxy? When we cross realms, what if we are traveling to different planets?" Regina asked a question she had only asked herself in quiet moments.
Emma's brow furrowed. "So portals are wormholes? You watch Star Trek?"
Regina cut her eyes at Emma, who knew the answer to that. Emma laughed, making it obvious she was trying to get a rise out of Regina for whatever reason. Regina discussed the sky, pointing out constellations and naming stars, while Emma unpacked the picnic basket. There was wine and fruit salad and because this was Emma, Granny's takeout as the main course.
"I was going to cook, but nothing I can make travels well," Emma said as she passed Regina a container with grilled chicken salad.
"Aw, you mean you couldn't figure out how to bring tacos with you?" Regina nudged Emma a bit. While Regina did not mind the taste of tacos now that they were in the dinner rotation to a degree, it bothered her that it was almost impossible to eat them while retaining the dignity and grace of a queen.
"Cold spaghetti didn't seem romantic either. In fact, Henry threatened to disown me if I did that. But, I made the fruit salad just the way you like it and I got your favorite wine."
Regina nodded. The fruit salad was perfection and paired well with the wine, as did her chicken salad. They ate in silence and cuddled close. It was very nice. It was just what Regina needed. Her body loosened up and she felt the stress evaporate from her shoulders. Before long, she was snuggled against Emma like they were home on the couch, except with the romantic view of a glistening lake.
"I needed this," Regina said. She did not realize how tightly she was wound until she was able to take a breath.
"I know. I have to take better care of you," Emma replied, hands around Regina, securing her in place.
"You take excellent care of me, my love. You noticed I was stressed much sooner than I would've admitted it to myself and you set up this wonderful date." And it was wonderful to see how well Emma knew her. Never once would she have thought to do something like this for herself. What did I ever do to deserve her?
Emma chuckled. "While I do want to relieve your stress, I had a whole different reason for bringing you to my special spot and letting you take in the awesome scenery."
Regina looked at Emma with an arched eyebrow. "Oh? And what's your ulterior motive?"
Emma grinned. "Wouldn't you like to know."
"I asked, didn't I?"
"Yeah, but you didn't ask nicely."
Regina snorted. "And now I won't."
Emma rolled her eyes. "Of course you won't. One of the many reasons I love you. Sometimes, I try to pin down when I fell in love with you, but it's impossible. Recently, though, I realized the exact moment I consciously decided I want this for the rest of my life. I want this relationship, I want this family, I want you in all your prickly glory. I'm lucky and awed you want me back, that you would have my pup, and that you would allow me into your heart as you have…" Emma leaned over to reach into the picnic basket.
"Emma…" Regina could guess where this was going and her breath hitched.
"Will you marry me?" Emma held up a little ring box and popped it open.
Regina gasped, more because Emma had enough magical know-how to light up the ring and allow her to see it than anything else. But, then she took in the ring and her breath hitched in her chest for a second time. It was beautiful.
"Yes…" Regina could feel the word pass her lips and she had never felt so sure of anything.
Emma let loose a hysterical laugh and grabbed Regina into a kiss. When they broke away, Emma gave her a small, shy smile. "Are you sure?"
"Put the ring on me." She was beyond sure.
Emma did not hesitate, but her hand shook as she slid the ring on Regina's second to last finger on her left hand. For a brief second, her hand felt impossibly heavy. Heavy with the weight of their love and affection. Her heart was light for the same reason.
"This is a yes, right?" Emma asked, in her cute, shy insecure way.
Regina's response was to leap on her and kiss her with all the passion that was suddenly overflowing in her body. Emma responded, kissing her back, hands going right to Regina's waist. Each touch of Emma's lips and tongue made Regina feel even more flooded with emotion. She needed to do something about it.
Emma was dressed slightly nice since this was a date, but Regina ripped her oxford shirt open, sending buttons flying in the dark. She would fix the shirt later. For now, she needed Emma to understand how amazing this was to her. She needed to direct all of this emotion somewhere.
Emma seemed right there with Regina, reaching for the zipper on Regina's dress. Emma had not told her to dress sensible for the date, only wear comfortable shoes. As soon as the dress dropped slightly from her shoulders, Emma kissed her neck and collarbones.
"Are we really about to do this?" Emma asked before sucking on Regina's throat.
Regina moaned. "Yes."
"Outside sex. Awesome. Have I corrupted you enough?" It was a joke, but Regina did not want to let corruption enter her mind, not since people thought she corrupted not just Emma, but Henry as well.
"Do you really want to have this conversation? Because a part of you seems to need attention right now." Regina rocked against Emma's hardness.
Emma groaned and Regina wasted no time opening Emma's pants, freeing her erection. While Emma had gained some muscle mass over time since she stopped her beta drugs, one part of her remained the same and Regina was quite happy for that. She never lied when she told Emma she was a perfect fit for her.
"Do you want me to put my mouth on you?" Regina asked, dropping her voice a little.
Emma groaned into her flesh, teeth grazing the column of Regina's neck. "As much as I'd love for you to suck me off by moonlight, the impossibility of this makes me want to get to the main event."
Regina leaned in for another kiss. "You're starting to sound like me."
Emma groaned again as Regina pushed up a little, shoving her dress up to her thighs. She had not bothered with panties because, well, she was on a date with Emma. It was forgone conclusion how the night would end unless something unexpected happened. It was a good thing, too, because had she been wearing underwear, it would have been ruined beyond repair the moment Emma proposed. It would never cease to amaze her how wet Emma made her.
Emma's fingers dug into Regina's hips as she sank down on Emma's length. Emma practically howled once she was all the way in. Regina's breath hitched again as her body sang, always happy to receive Emma. This would never get old. She would never tire of it, melted into Emma because of it. Her body pulsed with a sense of longing, familiarity, and love.
"Fuck…" Emma thrust up into Regina.
Regina squeaked and tightened her hold on Emma, hanging on for the ride as Emma moved with great haste. "Ah, so perfect…" She meant it. That was perfect.
Emma took the encouragement for what it was and thrust into Regina at a blistering pace. Regina's mouth fell open as pleasure burned down every nerve in her body. She put her hands on Emma's shoulders to brace herself and match Emma's pace. Emma took control of her hips, trying to move her even faster, harder.
If there was anyone around, there would be no mistaking what was happening in the clearing based on the sound alone. The squish of their bodies moving together seemed to bounce off of the trees, mixing with their heavy breathing. The moans and mewls from both of them seemed to climb to the heavens. It was music to Regina's ears.
"Yes, yes, yes!" Emma grunted and then lost her balance, throwing off their rhythm and jostling Regina on top of her.
Regina would have laughed as Emma fell back if only they were not in the middle of rather momentous lovemaking. Regina's hand slipped from her shoulder and she grabbed for anything to maintain her balance. Her hand went to Emma's throat and Emma moaned as she settled onto her elbows. Their eyes locked and Regina smirked as she gave a little squeeze.
"Fuck! No, no, no. Don't! I'll fucking come," Emma warned her, as if that would make her stop. More often than not, she was more interested in giving Emma an orgasm than having her own, but Emma felt the same way, which was why she begged Regina not to.
Regina kept the eye contact and rode Emma for all she was worth. Regina could not help moaning as she moved and Emma's sounds, gasps and groans, added to her pleasure. The tune of their love drowned out anything else around them. Regina's nerves were happy enough to burst and her brain overloaded from the adoration. Her thumb rubbed up and down on Emma's throat, earning a low croon from Emma.
She knew if she gave Emma just the right amount of pressure on her neck, Emma would blow like an active volcano. This was a little kink Emma had been surprised to find out she had. Regina only recalled it from Emma's rut after they started exploring sexual things together outside of their sync. Emma did not like to be choked really, just the pressure on her throat. Regina enjoyed Emma trusting her so much as to give her access to her neck like this.
Regina adjusted her body, bouncing on Emma now. The angle was just right, hitting all the spots inside of Regina, causing sparks to flash before her eyes. She moved one of her hands to play with Emma's breasts while keeping the other on Emma's throat. She flicked Emma's nipple and she might have short circuited Emma's senses.
Emma hissed and fell back, giving up on trying to stay up apparently. Her hands wandered from Regina's thighs, up her torso, and pulled the front of her dress down to have access to Regina's breasts. Knowing what was coming did not stop the electricity that rushed through her as Emma rolled her nipple. Her head fell back and her speed picked up. Her hand squeezed on Emma's neck.
"Fuck, stop!" Emma begged with a sob.
"No, you stop. Hold it off," Regina growled, eyes staring down into Emma. She had never tried that before. It could go one of two ways, make Emma blow right now or get her to hold off until Regina climaxed. Either one sat well with her, as it was just another bit of information to tuck away when she and Emma were intimate.
Emma groaned and her eyes rolled into the back of her head, but it was from the pressure on her neck, not because she peaked. Regina moved with more intent and Emma palmed both of her breasts while bucking upward in hard, smooth strokes. Regina could feel the bliss build and build and build and then her eyes caught sight of the ring on her finger. It was all she needed to see. She exploded like a star going supernova, crying out and not caring who might hear.
"Fuck!" Emma roared, causing Regina to realize she was probably squeezing Emma's throat too hard. Not that Emma complained, too busy erupting inside of Regina.
Regina resisted the urge to bear down on Emma to accept her knot. They did not need to be tied together for any amount of time half naked and sweaty in the woods. They could pick this up at home where she would treat Emma to not just pressure to her neck, but also a good ride on her knot as well. I wonder what would happen if I rocked on her knot while squeezing her neck? Regina felt like once they got home, it would be the perfect time to find out.
"That was amazing," Emma said, her hands caressing Regina's back. It pressed Regina's dress to her wet skin, but she did not mind.
"The celebration or the proposal?" Regina asked as she tucked her head under Emma's chin. She kissed where she could, delighting in the salty taste of Emma's usually sweet skin.
"Both."
Regina chuckled. "Agreed. How about we have round two at home? It's getting a little chilly out here."
"Round two? My mind is still trying to wrap around the fact that you fucked me out here in the woods. My lady is wild." Emma grinned and her eyes shined in even in the dark.
Regina rolled her eyes, but did not say anything. They remained still and quiet for a long moment, but then had to move. Getting off Emma, feeling Emma leave her, put a void in Regina that was filled as she caught sight of her ring. Emma had proposed to her and she had said yes. Wow.
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Next time: the night takes a wrong turn.