Chapter Two

The night Emma had joined them at Granny's, Regina and Robin had made love to each other. It was after their conversation about bringing Emma into their bedroom. Both of them knew that their loving that night was a confirmation for both of them that they would always be the center of each other's life no matter what ventures they took. The conversation hadn't really come up again for nearly a week and a half, though the thought crossed their mind whenever one of them ran into Emma. Henry wasn't about to let go of the chance to have Emma over and bring his whole family together, so it wasn't long before he suggested they invite her for dinner. Regina had agreed and talked it over with Robin making sure just dinner was all right with him. He, of course, agreed and it was all they could think about that leading up to the event. Robin had taken a ribbing from Little John for being distracted that day. Regina ended up leaving the office early to go to the store and prep dinner. She knew she had plenty of time to prepare and needed to do nothing fancy for Emma, but God did she need a drink. Suddenly, her mind was filled with all sorts of improper thoughts about the sheriff and her thief. Regina took advantage of her extra couple of hours home alone to have a glass of wine and a hot, satisfying shower. It was clear to her she needed to diffuse some of the pent up energy before dinner, so she allowed herself to fall into her fantasies while sating her needs in the steamy room.

After she'd found relief and got herself ready for dinner, she went downstairs to set up the dining room and prep the meal. She hadn't thought twice about what to make. She instantly knew she would be making her signature lasagna. It was Emma's and Henry's favorite. Robin enjoyed her lasagna as well, but her forest man was a sucker for meat and potatoes. Still a bit, on edge, Regina poured herself another glass of wine and played some music that always calmed her. The sounds of spanish guitar filled the air as she sang along, letting the r's roll easily off her tongue. Speaking Spanish wasn't something Regina did often. Occasionally, however, Robin could convince her to bring out her latin instincts in the bedroom. Otherwise, her language skills were reserved for broadening the horizons of her children. Roland was just starting to learn the basics himself. Henry was practically fluent, having learned from birth, although he rarely used it either. As she swayed to the music, she floated around the kitchen with a light buzz from the wine. She smiled warmly when she saw she had received a message from Emma.

Hey, Regina! Can I bring anything for dinner tonight?

I believe I have it all under control, dear. Just yourself will be fine.

Do you have dessert already? I'd like to contribute something.

I don't actually. Dessert would be lovely. Thank you!

You got it! See you soon :)

When Robin arrived home with the boys, they all clamored about as normal. All the pent up energy from school came pouring out of them. Henry and Roland bounded into the kitchen with excitement. Henry hugged her, feeling especially warm and familial today knowing his family would be together. Regina smiled and sank into his embrace.

"Hello, mi amor. How as your day?"

"Good! What's for dinner?"

She laughed, shaking her head. "Lasagna. Your favorite," she said with a wink.

Henry placed a quick kiss to her cheek before running off to play his video games. "Gracias!"

"I can speak Spanish too! Hola, Mami!"

Regina spun around and scooped up her adorable little curly haired boy. "Muy bien, mi hijo! How was school?"

"Muy bien," he echoed enthusiastically.

Regina giggled and showered his face with kisses. "Why don't you go put your bag and your shoes away? Then you can wash up and help me make dinner. Would you like that?"

"Yeah!"

Robin jumped to the side as Roland ran out of the kitchen. "Easy there, little man! No running!"

The two smiled at each other as Robin made his way over to Regina, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her lovingly. It was interrupted when Regina shoved him back violently. "Robin! What the hell is that smell!?"

Robin turned ten shades of red as he looked down shamefully. "Oh, I'm sorry! I completely forgot. I guess I got used to the smell as the day went on. We had a bit of a mess to deal with today in the forest."

"I don't know what you got into, but I want you out of those clothes."

She took his hand and led him to the laundry room before she commanded him to strip. Robin's eyes nearly shot out of his head. "What!?"

"You heard me. Take all of this off. You can leave your boxers on to get upstairs to the shower, but these are going straight into the wash."

"Regina, I-"

"Now!"

Robin knew better than to argue with the Queen Mother. That's what the boys secretly called her when she was in Queen mode crossed with Mom mode. You didn't argue with that mix. Regina followed him up the stairs to their room as he took his walk of shame. He looked at her as if waiting for his next set of instructions while she began to unbutton her shirt.

"I've got to change now. You get in that shower."

"Are you sure changing is enough? You don't need to join me?"

Regina raised her brow. "You're in enough trouble, mister. I have dinner to prep. We'll see what you get later if you behave. Now go shower. You smell like forest…and not in a good way."

Robin laughed, shaking his head as he closed the bathroom door behind him. Regina changed and met Roland in the kitchen to prepare the lasagna. Robin joined them in the kitchen after his shower, walking up behind Regina and wrapping his arms around her. "How do I smell now? Better?"

She turn in his arms, burying her face in his neck and inhaling deeply. "Mmm…much better," she replied, placing a sweet kiss on his lips.

"Daddy! I made lasagna!"

"You did!? Good job, little man!"

Regina jumped a little when the door bell rang. After she and Robin exchanged a somewhat heated and loving glance, she went to answer the door. Before she answered it, she took a deep breath. When she opened the door to see Emma standing there, she still managed to gasp. Emma was dressed in her usual jeans and red jacket, but something about entertaining the real possibility that she could have this woman made her heart race. Once the two had managed to set aside their differences and start working together, Regina had admitted to herself that she was attracted to Emma and would have enjoyed having a fling with her during her stint as the evil queen. Now, thinking of being with her as a friend, a lover, and other mother to their child it meant so much more. In a way, she was attached to both Emma and Robin. She was a mother to both of their children. The more she thought about it, the more perfect it was. An excitement began to fill her and she had to remind herself this was still only an idea before she got carried away.

"Emma! Come on in," she said with a smile.

Emma noted the warm, friendly tone in her voice and was grateful for it. Knowing that the two of them were friends warmed her heart. The more she thought about it, the more she realized they were more than friends. They were family. They shared a child together. Although she'd always been aware that Henry was what tied them together, the reality that they had a child together was just beginning to sink in. Emma hadn't had much of an opportunity to parent Henry with Neal. For all intents and purposes, Regina was the other parent in Henry's life and always had been. The two women had been partners in more way than one and Emma was secretly hoping this family dinner was the beginning of something more.

"Hey! Thanks for inviting me."

"Of course! It's good to see you," Regina said as she placed her hand on her back. It's good to see you? Jesus, Regina, get it together. You never talk to her this way. Act normal.

"Can I take your coat," she quickly offered.

Emma shifted the dessert container from one hand to the other as Regina helped her out of her jacket. "Thanks! Where's Henry?"

"He's upstairs playing video games. You can go on up if you want. I can take this for you."

Emma handed over the dessert. "Thanks! We'll be right down," she said with a wink, knowing Regina hated it when Henry spent too much time playing games.

Regina smiled, her cheeks flushed from the wine and her thoughts as she made her way back to the kitchen. Robin found her in the hallway giving her a knowing smirk. "Our guest has arrived?"

"Yes, she has…" she replied a little flustered, her tone warning him.

He smiled and wrapped his arm around her as they walked back into the kitchen. Henry and Emma joined them as they were setting the food on the table. Robin looked up at them with a warm smile. "Ah, good! I was just about to call you for dinner!"

"Good timing, huh, kid?"

Henry smiled and led Emma to the seat beside his. Robin placed Roland's special cup at his seat. "Emma, can I get you something to drink? Perhaps a glass of wine or whiskey?"

"Uh, sure! Does Regina have any of that cider around? I haven't had any in a while."

Robin smiled. "Of course! I think she just made a fresh batch today. It is the best-"

"…apple cider I've ever tasted," she finished and they both laughed.

"I fear you've heard that line before."

"It's how she lures all her prey into her den," Emma said with a wink.

In that moment, Regina entered the dining room. "I may be evil, but you two are the idiots who keep drinking my cider."

Emma blushed and Robin wrapped his arms around her instantly. "You're not evil, my love. Dangerously intoxicating perhaps, but not evil."

"Robin…" she warned as she cheeks flushed. She immediately looked at Emma, seizing an opportunity. "Well, what's your excuse, Emma?"

"Excuse me," she asked nervously.

"Well, he's done his sucking up. What's earning you a glass of cider?"

"That's easy for him. What am I supposed to tell you? I have the hottest baby mama in town?"

Instantly, she regretted her words as Henry made a face at her and Regina's eyes grew dark. What had she just gotten herself into? She supposed there was no going back now. Feeling a tinge of her regal tendencies taking over, Regina flashed a wicked grin Emma's way. "While I never imagined I'd be labeled as someone's 'baby mama', I suppose that will do."

She offered a glass to Emma. Emma accepted the glass shyly, unable to meet her eyes. "Thanks."

"You guys are so weird," Henry said as he sat down and reached for the lasagna."

"Henry Daniel Mills! Don't even think about it! You're going to wait until everyone else is seated. I taught you better than that."

He sighed and let his hand rest in his hands. Emma smacked his arm. "Elbows off the table! Were you raised by wolves," she questioned him with a wink in her eye.

Henry laughed and straightened up as Regina glared at her. "Clearly, all my hard work is being reversed by my very own oh so charming baby mama."

Emma batted her eyes at her. "What can I say? Runs in the family."

Regina rolled her eyes before pouring Henry a glass of water. "Robin, would you mind getting Roland?"

"Of course, love," he replied before pressing a sweet kiss to her lips.

Emma watched the simple gesture with longing. She wished things could be that beautifully casual and simple for her and Regina. The question of what those lips might feel like against hers was overwhelming. When Robin brought Roland to the dining room, she watched Regina sit next to the boy getting him settled. As she observed the two, she imagined that was what it was like for Henry growing up. The thought brought tears to her eyes and she tried to hold them back. Regina was everything she could have wanted for Henry, minus a few curses. But, everyone makes mistakes, right? It had taken Regina a moment to calm the boy once he saw their dinner guest. His energy sky rocketed, but Regina was a seasoned professional at this point. Emma may have joined in late in the game, but she could tell Henry had been quite the handful himself. Robin was a lucky man. As she watched him watch Regina with his son, she knew he knew it too. If anyone could understand how blessed it felt to have Regina as the mother to their child, it was Robin. She was just thankful he loved and appreciated her. She deserved that after everything she'd been through.

Unbeknownst to Emma, Robin had also observed the way that Emma watched Regina with Roland. He didn't have to question what she was thinking. As he took in her expression, he was fascinated. Suddenly, he began to truly understand what Regina had been trying to tell him about bonding with someone over the love of another. He and Emma were bonded in a way that was unique and unexpected. Regina was the adopted mother to both of their children. No one else could ever truly understand what it was like to raise a child with this incredible woman, except for Emma. Why he hadn't realized it before was lost to him. With that realization, he began to look at Emma in a different light. He wanted to know more about this savior and how she bonded with his queen. Henry was an incredible young man and knowing that he was the product of their influence intrigued him. He was Regina's son, Roland's big brother, and Robin had to admit that he loved the boy for all of those reasons and more. Now he was able to understand where the other wonderful parts of him came from. Robin was getting a whole new piece of the puzzle and he wanted more. Emma was family after all. Perhaps they needed to share more dinners like this.

When dinner and dessert was finished, Emma got up to help Robin clear the dishes.

"Emma, you don't have to do that. You're the guest. I've got this under control," Robin protested.

Regina agreed. "He's right, Emma. Besides, the boys can help."

Henry nodded at his cue when she glanced his way and took Emma's plate from her. Emma frowned. "But I want to do something to help."

"You did, dear! You brought dessert. We cooked. They can clean," Regina said with a wink.

Emma blushed and looked away. "I didn't really cook anything…"

Regina took her by the hand and pulled her up from the table. "What they don't know won't hurt them. Come on, let's have a drink in the study."

Emma looked at her quizzically, but followed her as requested. She didn't miss Robin giving them both the eye as they left the room and Regina blew him a sultry kiss in return. It wasn't like Regina to make such public displays of affection. She was acting out of the ordinary, but Emma had to admit she loved seeing a new side to Regina. She was more than a little curious as to what she was about to see alone with her in the study. Regina motioned for her to have a seat as she poured them each a glass of whisky. Without hesitation, Regina sat next to her on the sofa so close that their bodies touched. She handed Emma a glass and allowed her free hand to fall onto Emma's knee.

"So, Emma, what's new?"

"What's new?" Emma raised her brow at her.

"Are you seeing anyone? Interested in anyone?"

Emma laughed and turned her body more inward towards Regina. "Is that why you invited me over here? To gossip about boys?"

"Only if that's what you're into…"

Emma's eyes nearly popped out of her. She took a sizable gulp of whisky and winced a bit at the burn. "Are you asking me if I'm interested in women?"

Regina shrugged and looked away nonchalantly. "Just making conversation. If you're not comfortable we can change the subject. I just get bored with talking about the town and the latest villain to conquer. Why not talk about something a bit more entertaining?"

"I never thought you'd be the type for sex talk."

"Oh? Why? Because I'm the mayor and the queen?"

"You're not the queen anymore, and I do recall someone emphasizing how refined they were."

"Emma, one can be both refined and in tune with their sexuality. It's not like I'm talking to everyone about it. I thought you'd be up for this type of conversation. If I was wrong, I'm sorry. It's not like I go around flaunting my sexuality all over town."

Emma laughed and mumbled into her glass. "Yeah, right…"

"Excuse me?"

Emma coughed and stuttered for a moment trying to save face. "Nothing."

"Are you insinuating I'm obscene?"

"I never said that."

"Then what exactly are you saying, Emma," Regina challenged.

Emma debated for another moment before she took another drink and decided to throw caution to the wind. "I'm saying you're a very sensual woman who has ways of showing it."

Regina raised her brow. "Really? And how do I do that?"

"Those tight ass skirts for one," Emma said without missing a beat before she could stop herself.

Regina smirked. "Enjoying the view, Sheriff?"

"What if I have?"

Regina slowly moved her hand up a bit on Emma's thigh, repeating her actions from the diner. "Then I'd have to say you parading around in those ridiculously tight jeans evens the playing field. Not to mention the time you answered the door in your underwear..."

Emma felt her cheeks grow warmer as she tried to breath normally. Before she could think of anything to say, Regina spoke up again. "You never answered my question."

"What question," Emma asked hesitantly.

"Is there anyone of interest to you?"

Emma mustered up all the courage she had to answer. "Sort of."

"Sort of? What does that mean?"

"It means it's pointless."

"Emma, after everything we've been through and your parents have been through, do you really think anything is hopeless as far as love goes?"

Love. She wasn't used to that word being openly associated with the thought of Regina. Then again, Regina didn't know who she was talking about. "It's pointless because they're unavailable."

"They? You're either avoiding pronouns or you're interested in more than one person. I'm going to say by the look on your face earlier, you might be interested in another woman. Am I right?"

Emma blushed and looked away, afraid to answer. "Emma you can tell me anything. I can keep a secret, unlike your mother."

Emma rolled her eyes as Regina smirked, knowing that remark would bring her back out of her shell a bit. Emma sighed, "All right. You win. It's another woman."

Regina perked up and gave her a wicked grin that made Emma's stomach tighten. "Interesting…"

"Not really. Like I said…it's pointless."

"What makes you so sure," Regina queried.

Emma looked at her confused. "Because she's with someone else. I told you."

"That doesn't always mean anything," Regina stated matter-of-factly.

"What are you talking about? Are you suggesting I have an affair with someone? That's dirty."

"No no no. Good God, Emma! I assumed you were a little more worldly than this. I mean that some people have arrangements…"

Emma furrowed her brow. "Sorry to burst your bubble, but I've never had any experience with these so called 'arrangements.' We can't all be so royally cultured and refined."

Regina laughed. "Well I'll just have to teach you then, won't I?"

"And just what do you plan on teaching me?"

"Wouldn't you like to know…" Regina whispered in a low, velvety voice.

Emma shivered and was grateful when Robin entered the room. Seeing the two women so close together caught him by surprise, but instantly intrigued and surprisingly delighted him. He could see Regina was having fun and was overjoyed to see her enjoying herself. Regina made no effort to move away from Emma, reaching out her hand for Robin to join them instead. Robin squeezed in on the couch behind Regina, their bodies pressed close together as they spooned.

"What are you ladies up to?"

"Girl talk," Regina replied simply. "How did clean up go?"

Regina laid her glass on the table and then brought her other hand to Robin's thigh so she had a hand on each of them. Both Robin and Emma observed her possessive hold on them with desire and intrigue. Robin pressed a kiss to her lips before replying. "It went smoothly. The boys are hoping to do some sort of family activity while Emma is here."

He smiled her way and she returned his smile. "That sounds really nice if you guys are up for it."

Regina smiled with them. "I think that's a great idea! Maybe we can let the boys pick a movie or something?"

"That's sounds like a fantastic idea," Robin said as he caressed her hip encouragingly. Emma eyed his movements wishing she could be the one touching her that way.

"I'm in," Emma responded causing Regina to give her thigh a squeeze in return.

Robin stood up and offered a hand to each of them. "May I escort you lovely ladies to the den?"

Emma and Regina glanced at each other with a smile before they took his hands and stood with him. "Why thank you, my dear," Regina said as she placed a small kiss on his lips.

"Thank you, kind sir. I would kiss you, but Regina has that covered," Emma said with a laugh.

Regina gestured towards him. "By all means. Don't let me interfere with gratitude."

Emma and Robin both looked at her surprised, but Robin's expression quickly turned to mischief as he turned his head and pointed to his cheek. Emma looked at Regina to gauge her response. When she saw the daring smile Regina was giving her, Emma delicately framed his face and pressed a kiss to his cheek. In an instant, she turned to Regina and did the same, taking her by complete surprise. Regina placed a hand over her cheek as if to hold Emma's kiss in place.

"What was that for?"

Emma smiled. "To say thank you for dinner."

"Well in that case…" Regina pulled Emma close a pressed a warm kiss to her cheek in return. "Thank you for dessert."

"Ah yes," Robin said as he pressed a kiss to her other cheek. "Thank you. It was quite delicious."

Emma blushed and was relieved when the boys came running into the room. Soon, they were all piled in the living room watching a movie. Roland insisted on snuggling up on Regina's lap while Henry sat in the floor against the couch below Emma. The three adults were snuggled up relatively close and stayed that way throughout the film. Emma glanced over at Roland sound asleep with his head on Regina's shoulder. Regina followed her line of sight and pressed a kiss to the little boy's curls. The two exchanged a warm smile before Emma chuckled and nodded her head towards Robin who had also drifted off to sleep.

"Like father like son, huh?"

Regina looked over and shook her head with a laugh. "It appears so."

Emma reached down to run her fingers through Henry's hair in order to check and see if he was asleep as well. When he shifted and leaned his head back into her knee, she smiled noting that he was fully invested in the movie. Once the movie had ended, Emma went upstairs to tuck Henry in while Robin and Regina settled Roland in for the night. The three met downstairs in the foyer once the boys were squared away to say their own goodnights. The awkward shuffling that occurred for a moment between them might have been an indication of a first date in any other circumstance. Regina reached out and wrapped Emma up in a warm hug.

"Goodnight, Emma. Thank you for coming over. It was nice having you with us, she said before kissing her cheek again.

Emma was touched at how heartfelt and sincere the tone in her voice was. She managed to plant a kiss to Regina's cheek in return before she pulled away . "Thank you for having me. It was really great having a family night with the boys."

It was Robin's turn to envelope Emma in an embrace, the comfort level rising between them. "You'll have to join us again soon, Emma."

She smiled up at him. "I'd like that."

"Drive safe," Regina called to her as she walked out the door.

Once Regina and Robin had reached their bedroom, they exchanged several heated glances as they readied themselves for bed. As Regina rubbed lotion on her hands and arms, she watched Robin for a moment before speaking. "What are you thinking?"

Robin glanced at her with a smirk. "Many things."

"Care to tell me at least one thing on your mind," she asked as she came up behind him and kissed his shoulder.

Robin turned in her arms and grasped her hips. "I was thinking of how incredibly sexy you were tonight."

"Oh?"

He nodded and rubbed his nose against hers. "Mhmm…the way you were coming onto Emma just seemed so…naughty. And you know what a weakness I have for my naughty Regina."

Regina let out a sensuously wicked laugh. "Is that so? What else did you think?"

"I found myself concerned at one point wanting Emma to feel comfortable and wanted."

Regina gave him a warm smile, caressing his cheek before kissing him lovingly. "You are wonderful. I love you so much. I love how caring and attentive you are."

Robin smiled at her a little flushed. "So are you, my love. I rather liked the way you held us both in the study."

"You did?"

Robin pulled her closer, pressing his hips into hers. She sighed, leaning into his arms. "Mhmm…it was an interesting experience."

"Does that mean you would be open to further exploration?"

"I might be. What would you like to do?"

Regina smirked and began to back him up towards the bed. "You want me to tell you what I would do with you two?"

"I do," he said as he picked her up and pulled her over him as he laid back on the bed.

Regina straddled him, leaning over him to rest her hands on either side of his head. He firmly grassed her hips, occasionally caressing her backside in response. "Well, I think I would start out by leading us all into a rather heated make out session."

"I see…"

Regina alternated between peppering his face and neck with kisses before responding. "My tongue dancing in her mouth…you tasting her lips from mine before you kiss her yourself…" She then pressed a heated kiss, illustrating the exact kiss she had in mind for Emma.

"What else am I getting into," he asked as she gave her back side a squeeze.

"I want to get her ready for you. My mouth and my hands on her breasts first…"

"Like this," he asked as he brought his hands up under her shirt to cup her breasts. Regina moaned in response and covered his hands with hers, moving them the way she would.

"Mmm, yes…."

Robin proceeded to roll her onto her back, removing her shirt so that he could thoroughly attend to her breasts with hands and mouth. Regina arched her back to him, running her fingers through his hair. Robin mumbled against her skin. "Tell me more, my love."

"After that, I would slowly run my hands over her body, followed by my mouth."

Robin continued to illustrate the actions she was describing, enjoying the sounds she made as he went along. "I'd run my fingers delicately between her legs, teasing her at first, until she was ready for more."

She gasped as he worked his fingers through her folds. Soon, she was writhing beneath him, her breathing getting heavier. "Tell me more, Regina. What are you doing to her?"

"Ooh…Robin…Mmmm, I'm running my tongue over her. Tasting her, savoring the sweet savior…Ahhh!" Robin plunged his tongue over her clit, circling it, making her cry out.

"Yes, just like that. Oh, Robin…" she said as she held his head between her thighs.

"Tell me what happens next," he instructed.

Regina reached down and held his head in place. "Mmm…my fingers…inside of her…Ooohhh God…"

Robin slowly slid two fingers deep within her, slowly working her up towards her climax. "I want her to come for me, Robin. I want her to come in my mouth and then I want you to make her come again. I want to see her writhing in ecstasy at the feeling of you inside of her."

His eyes darkened at the image, causing him to sink himself deep inside of her, filling her completely. Her muscles instantly clenched around him, holding him tight as he pumped in and out of her. She held onto him, moaning into his shoulder before pressing her head back into her pillow.

"Oh God, Robin! Yes! Oh, don't stop…take us both there…come with me."

Robin's movements grew faster, stronger, and more determined as they climbed higher than ever before. Soon, they were both falling over the edge calling out each other's names. Robin collapsed on top of her and they held each other in a heated, moist, knot of quenched pleasure. They stayed that way for the longest time before drifting off to sleep in each other's arms.