Thank you to everyone who has read and commented on the first chapter of this story. I confess that I was surprised (and very happy) to see that many of you asked Killian to meet someone special.
I'm sorry for the delay, but my laptop is getting worse every day since the last update and there are days when it just does not work and I can't do anything.
Enough of making you waste time here, let's get down to business! =)
I hope you are happy with the conclusion of the story. I tried to attend to your requests in the best possible way and although I didn't attend to everyone, I believe I was able to put what most asked for.
I wouldn't read this chapter at work or close to other people. There's some NSFW in this chapter and I hope you like it.
Emma's bedroom door barely closed, and Regina felt her back pressed against the wood, moaning low as the blonde's lips pressed against hers in an urgent kiss.
"Emma." The brunette moaned low grabbing her waist for something to stabilize as she felt as if her whole body was melting.
Emma pulled away just enough to look into Regina's eyes. She felt a shiver run down her spine with the lust she found in the brown eyes that looked back at her. Emma licked her lips and shuddered as she felt Regina's touch on her skin. Her fingers slid slowly down her waist and her lower back.
"Tell me this is not just another dream of mine, Regina." Emma imploring tone made the brunette sober for a moment. Enough so that the desire and excitement in her gaze would be replaced by something much larger. Much stronger.
"If this is some kind of dream then I want to be stuck in it forever, Emma." Regina stroked the blonde's face gently, joining their lips in another kiss, this time softer, more sensual, more exploratory.
Emma groaned as she felt Regina's tongue slide against hers as her hands moved slowly down her lower back bringing her shirt up until she had to pull away, so she could remove the piece. Regina's eyes traveled the blonde's semi-exposed torso and she licked her lips at the sight in front of her. Her soft breasts covered with a red lace bra that contrast against her fair skin, her abs well-marked, her shoulders and arms. Regina reached out and touched, first tentatively, then more securely, and slowly slid her hands over the abs to Emma's back, pulling her into another kiss.
One of Emma's hands tangled in Regina's hair as the other slipped tentatively around her waist and lower back as she stepped back without interrupting the kiss until her legs hit the bed. She swayed and fell, finally separating from Regina. The brunette laughed softly, and Emma felt her cheeks flush. "So sexy." Emma grumbled.
"Indeed, Miss Swan." Regina's husky tone sent shivers down Emma's body and she shuddered.
"Oh my God." The blonde mumbled as Regina gently pushed her down onto the mattress.
Emma positioned herself in the middle of the mattress and the brunette crawled up to her like a feline in search of her prey, straddling her thighs. "So sexy" Regina whispered licking her lips slowly. She ran her nails through Emma's abdomen making the blonde hiss slightly in pain and pleasure. "I always wanted to touch this abdomen of yours." The brunette whispered in Emma's ear nipping her earlobe lightly. "Every time I saw you in those damn tank tops, I wondered what it would be like to touch underneath the fabric and scratch your skin, leaving red marks for you to remember me in the days that followed."
Emma thought she could come just by listening Regina talking. She never imagined that the brunette would say that kind of things. "I should punish you for make me wait. What do you think, Miss Swan?" Regina smirked seeing the reaction she caused in the blonde every time she said her old nick name. Emma's breath was heavy and quick, and she could barely concentrate on anything but desire at that moment. "The cat eat your tongue, Miss Swan?" Regina pinched her waist.
"Fuck" Emma hissed through clenched teeth.
"It's what I trying to do."
"I think you should punish me the way you wish, your Majesty. I'm all yours to do whatever you want." She raised an eyebrow at Emma's use of her old title now, but said nothing. Emma hoarse tone sent shivers trhough Regina's body and she felt her panties damp.
"Good girl" Regina purred. She caressed Emma's cheek and kissed her lips roughly. "I always imagined that the sheriff had a submissive side."
"Make no mistake about thinking I'm always submissive." Emma said after a few seconds.
"Is that so?" Regina grinned. "I would love to see you dominate me sometime, but for now... I'll enjoying you being a good girl and obeying me." Without warning she enveloped a covered breast in her mouth nipping at the hardening nipple underneath the thin fabric.
"Oh fuck" Emma back arched in pain and pleasure.
"Remember that day after you brought our son back to Storybrooke and I went to see you at the B&B and you opened the door only your damn tank top and panties? Red if I remember correctly." Regina whispered in the blonde ear. Her voice a husky whisperer. Her hands roaming through Emma half-exposed torso.
"Y-yes."
"When you opened that damn door I almost forgot what I was going to do there. I wanted to push you inside the room again and throw you on the bed and show in a less subtle way who was in charge of the situation." Regina slid a strap of Emma's bra out of her shoulder, biting hard and then smoothing with her tongue causing the blonde to moan.
"Y-you wanted me since then?" Emma managed to ask. Her eyes winded in surprise and lust.
Regina pulled away, leaning on her knees, and staring the blonde in the eye. "Yes, Emma." She caressed her cheek softly. "Although at that time the meaning was different, and the intention was only to manipulate you. But now..."
Emma smiled sweetly, taking the brunette's hand that was resting on her abdomen and leading it to her lips, kissing her knuckles. "I know." The blonde pulled her into a soft, intense kiss praying that she could convey in that gesture what she couldn't express through words at that moment.
Emma let her body fall against the mattress completely, bringing Regina with her. She dragged her hands down the brunette's lower back pulling her shirt out of her pants and moaning low with the first contact of her hands with Regina's soft skin.
Slowly and without breaking the kiss Emma started to unbutton Regina's shirt and slid off her body. She unclasped her bra and ever so slowly she slid the straps off Regina shoulders, kissing and nipping slightly. Regina gasped when a warm tongue began stroking her skin, her eyes closing in pleasure. Emma's hands caressed her back and the brunette pulled away just enough to Emma took her bra off.
"You're so beautiful." Emma breathed, her eyes roaming through Regina's body for the first time. She put them in a sitting position and took the time to admire the brunette's body in her lap. Emma leaned forward, pressing to lips to Regina's as her fingers slowly caressed and explored the hardened tips in her hands for the first time. Regina moaned against her mouth, Emma taking advantage of the parted lips and slipping her tongue inside. "So good." The blonde whispered against Regina's mouth.
"Emma," she panted, pulling away from the kiss.
Regina moaned when Emma licked her way down her jaw to her throat, sucking lightly at her neck as her hands cupped and squeezed her breasts.
"You feel so good, Regina." Emma looked at her with so much passion and desire that Regina thought she could melt entirely. No one in her life had looked at her that way before. Not even Daniel, and certainly not Robin. "You're so beautiful." Emma repeated caressing her cheek.
"So do you, Emma." She smiled shyly. She hadn't felt so vulnerable to a lover for years, but it was Emma before her. Emma who understood her and was by her side from the beginning. Emma who trusted her and saw her as no one had dared since the first day. Emma, who was looking at her so softly and with so much love in her green eyes that Regina thought this feeling might overflow. She felt tears welling in her eyes and before they could come down her cheeks she took Emma's face in her hands and kissed her intensely.
"Oh my God. I love you so much." Emma whispered, and then froze in place. Her eyes widened in horror. It was too early to say that. What if Regina retreated and leave her? What if Regina didn't feel the same way? What if...
"I love you too, Emma." She was put out of her thoughts at the brunette's voice. Barely a whisperer that if she wasn't in Emma's lap she wouldn't probably had heard. Regina caressed her face, and then the blonde captured her lips in another kiss. Urgent, intense, needy. She grabbed Emma's hands and guided them back to her chest. She threw her head back the second calloused fingers grazed over her nipples, the sensitive tips hardening once again.
Emma leaned forward and traced the tip of her tongue over the dark peak before her. She wrapped her lips around it, pulling in as much of the sensitive flesh as she could into her mouth. She sucked lightly, flicking her tongue against the tip and thoroughly enjoying the moans coming from above.
"Yes." Regina hissed, pleasure coursing through her body.
Emma grinned when Regina's hips jerked in response, when she nipped her nipple slightly, tentatively.
The brunette tugged Emma's hair pulling her away, feeling her panties soaking with the desire she saw in the dark green eyes before her. Emma held her gaze, her eyes hooded with lust. Regina smirked and tugged her hair a little stronger, and when the blonde moaned she felt another wave of pleasure ran through her body. "Do you like it when I pull your hair, Miss Swan?"
Emma closed her eyes when the brunette tugged slightly, her free hand running through Emma half-exposed torso leaving red marks in her abdomen. "Answer me, Miss Swan."
"Y-yes, my Majesty." Emma gasped.
Regina smirked, then she unclasped Emma's bra deftly and the blonde rapidly slid the piece off her body leaving her torso now completely exposed to Regina. The brunette licked her lips and without warning enveloped a hardened nipple in her mouth, licking, sucking, squeezing, and nipping at them until Emma was squirming underneath her. Emma moaned louder when she received a bite a bit stronger on her nipple and then Regina moved the other to give the same treatment.
Emma thought she could explode just with this incredibly erotic moment. "Regina." She stroked the base of her neck making her look up and when their eyes met once again Emma tugged slightly in her hair. Reluctantly, Regina pulled away and let Emma guide her to where she needed her right now, and their lips met in another urgent kiss. She lay down again, bringing the brunette with her, Regina on top of her. The two groaned at the contact of their half-naked bodies. The brunette's breasts pressed against hers and her hands slowly exploring Regina's back. Their tongues slowly glided against each other as they explored the exposed skin. Starting to get impatient, Regina smartly undid the blonde jeans, and without breaking the kiss, pushing them down her legs until they hit her knees. Emma shifted beneath her, helping her undo off her pants, then slid off the brunette's trousers. A louder moan escaped their lips as they felt how wet they were. Now, only the thin - and soaked wet - panties making the last barrier between their bodies.
"That's so hot," Emma groaned against Regina's lips, putting her hands on her hip and dictating the rhythm with which she moved against her, her leg between hers. "You're soaked." Emma grunted in delight.
"This is what you do to me, Miss Swan. You make me wet. Soaked." Regina whispered at the blonde ear. Biting lightly.
"Christ, Regina."
Regina leaned forward and nipped at Emma's tight, pink nipple, smiling when she was rewarded with a hiss of approval.
"You feels so good. Your body feels so good against mine." Emma moaned.
"Mmmm." The brunette hummed in agreement. She gave the other breast a firm squeezed them pulled away earning a frustrated groan from the blonde.
Emma's eyes raked over the beautiful woman between her legs. Her hair was disheveled, make up smeared, red lips swollen, her breasts were rising and lowering rapidly with the movement of her breathing, her nipples hard and begging for Emma's mouth, but before she could do anything Regina smirked and lowered herself between the blonde's legs kissing her thighs and slowly removing her panties.
"Oh fuck," she groaned when her eyes fell on the trimmed curls between Emma's legs. They glistened with the evidence of the blonde's arousal, and Regina licked her lips, wanting nothing more than taste her.
Emma's hips move slightly as if inviting Regina to do what she wanted, and Emma can't do anything but look at the beautiful brunette before her. She spread her legs and a soft moan scape from her lips as she watched Regina's eyes glaze over with lust.
"Why don't you show me who is in charge, my Majesty?" Emma's voice is low and laden with desire and lust.
Regina swallowed hard, tearing her eyes away from the delicious cunt and looking up at Emma, who was staring at her through hooded eyes.
Emma leans on her elbows as she parted her legs even more.
Regina gasps, a groan escaped her lips and she slides her hands slowly down Emma's thighs to her crotch, squeezing lightly, making the blonde gasp as her thumb slips next to her needy cunt. Regina closed her eyes, swallowing through the overwhelming wave of arousal that crashed over her body. She panted harshly, feeling her mouth very dry with the thought that she will finally be able to taste the blonde. Suddenly Regina realizes that Emma's glistening pussy is the only thing she needs to quench her thirst.
"Regina, please. I need you."
Hearing Emma begging in this way causes Regina to leave her transfigured state and she moves down to lie between the blonde's legs, placing a thigh over her shoulder. Regina kisses the inside of Emma's thigh, biting gently and then smoothing her tongue, moaning softly. The scent of soaked cunt in front of her is intoxicating and Regina knows she cannot wait any longer. She needs to prove Emma. She needs to feel the taste she has dreamed for so long.
"Oh fuck." Emma panted as Regina finally stroke her pussy with her tongue. "Oh my God, Regina."
She pulled away and kissed the swollen lips, once again letting her tongue tease at the swollen flesh before her.
"You're so beautiful, Emma." Her head was swimming with arousal, Emma's scent and taste is exquisite and then she took her first swipe, both women groaned loudly. Emma's hands fly to the back of Regina head stroking her skull gently. Her hips seem to have a life of their own and begin to move slowly against the brunette's tongue.
When Regina's tongue finally met Emma clit she cries out. "Yes. Just like that my Queen." An incredible pleasure is ripping through her body and she can feel her climax approaching shamefully fast.
Regina feels a rush of arousal through her body as Emma alternates between moaning her name and calling her my Queen. She needs more of her. She wants Emma coming in her mouth.
"Oh, Gods. Yes," Emma cried out, hips bucking wildly as she tightened her grip in Regina's hair. The brunette doesn't seem to mind, thought. Too lost in Emma's essence to care about anything but the pleasure of the woman before her. "Don't stop. Don't stop."
"Oh, Regina. Regina!" Emma panted, hips moving fast against her mouth. "Fuck!"
She sucked harder, making Emma crying out as her hands grip tighten the back of Regina's head. A fresh wave of arousal washed over Emma as her fingers buried themselves in the brown hair, a reminder of who exactly was between her thighs and providing her with this overwhelming pleasure.
"Regina!" Emma cried out. "Your fingers. Inside. I need you inside, baby. Please."
Her toes were curled, her stomach was coiled tight, her grip tighter in Regina's hair. Her nipples were rock hard, and it seemed there was a never-ending flow of wetness seeping from between her thighs.
Grinning internally Regina complies the blonde's request and without warning slid two fingers inside her.
"You feel so good," Regina breathed. "So soft and wet." Regina purred, stroking her fingers through Emma's pussy. "You said earlier that you ride very well," The brunette lick her lips, an almost wicked grin on her face. "Show me how good you ride, Emma."
"Oh fuck" Emma gasps. "Add another one, Regina. Please." Her hips are moving faster, and she can't concentrate in anything but the overwhelming pleasure she is feeling right now.
Regina complies again inserting another finger and sucking the Emma's clitoris. She can't take her eyes off the blonde, and when her fingers found her g-spot, Emma can't hold anymore. She screams Regina's name, and both are sure that the entire floor can hear her, but they are too carried at the moment to care.
Emma finally collapses on the bed and Regina slow down her movements, slowly removing her fingers from Emma's pussy and kissing slightly. Her own breath is erratic, and she rest her head against the blonde thigh, smiling weakly.
Emma reach for her and when she finds her hand she intertwines their fingers. Regina is looking at her with so much love that Emma feels her heart melting in her chest. She strokes the brunette cheek and gently tug her chin and Regina moves over the blonde until her lips unite in a slow kiss.
"That was..." Emma smiles when they pulled apart.
"Yes, dear." Regina smiles back and kisses her again.
"You don't think we're done, right?" Emma grins wickedly.
"I wouldn't dream that, Miss Swan."
(…)
When she woke up in the next morning, Emma felt her body sore, but extremely relaxed. She smiled with her eyes still closed and inhaled the scent of the woman sleeping in her bare chest. It wasn't a dream after all. She ran her fingers through the brown tresses slowly, not wanting to wake the brunette yet.
Emma opened her eyes and stared at Regina for some long minutes, letting flashes of the last night invade her memory. The touches, the words exchange between soft moans and urgent kisses, the longing in both pair of eyes, the need, and most important of all: the love. When she was younger she dreamed of a love like those in fairy tales, but as she grew up and never came to know any kind of love, she resigned herself to accepting what life had to offer her, and left the idea of a great love forgotten, buried deep in her mind. When Henry appeared at her door a few years ago and dragged her to a small town in the middle of Maine, her first thought was that everything her son was saying was crazy, and that he probably used these stories as a way out of reality. Like she had one day. As the months went by and the things he said turned out to be true Emma found herself confused as she hadn't felt for a long time. Fairy tales were supposed to be made so that the children of the whole world had something to believe in and that children like her had some escape from reality. None of this was supposed to be real, but since nothing in Emma's life happened as it should have, she found herself in the midst of a complicated story between a revenge-thirsty Queen and her parents, who were none other than Snow White and Prince Charming and as life wouldn't settle for that when it came to Emma Swan things got worse and worse. She soon discovered that her gene tree was confused and complicated and as if that were not enough she found herself falling for the woman who was to be her enemy. The woman who had hated her since the minute she'd set foot in Storybrooke, the woman who, unknowingly, began to change from the second she'd adopted Henry.
"I can hear the gears in your head spinning, my dear." Regina smiled against Emma's skin.
"Sorry, I didn't want to wake you up."
"You didn't." The brunette lifted her head slowly and offered a lazy, but genuine smile to Emma. "It's past too much from my wake-up hour. I usually get up a lot sooner than this."
"But it's Christmas Eve!" Emma stroked the other woman's cheek softly. "We can sleep late."
"I suppose so." Regina settled into bed and caught the blonde's lips in a soft kiss. "What were you thinking?" She stroked Emma's cheek gently, praying that the blonde would open up with her. Regina knew enough to know that what was going on in Emma's mind was not very pleasant. Even in a land without magic she could feel the energy of the other woman and she knew that a small storm was happening in her thoughts.
Emma looked at her for a moment, deciding how much she would tell her, and thought it best to tell her everything. She needed to know if what had happened last night meant the same to Regina as it meant to her. The brunette had said she loved her, but Emma feared that it had been only in the heat of the moment. Her mind seemed to make a point of reminding her of all the times she'd been abandoned in her life and saying in a Lost Girl like her would never fit in with a Queen like Regina.
"Hey, come back to me, Emma." Regina touched the blonde's chin gently, making her look at her. "Don't close yourself where I can't reach you, my dear."
"I'm sorry."
"You don't have to apologize, Emma." The brunette sat in front of her and tucked the duvet around her body more to keep the heat from draining than for any other reason. "I want you to know that you can talk to me about what you want and when you wish. We've known each other enough for that and after last night..." She looked at Emma in the eyes, hoping she could get some comfort from her.
The blonde was silent for a moment, chewing the inside of her cheek and wondering where to start. She didn't want to dump all her fears and problems with abandonment in Regina and scares her to the point where the brunette changes her mind and never wants her again.
Feeling Emma's tension, Regina took one of the blonde's hands and placed them between hers, caressing softly and slowly felt her relax.
"I was thinking about how life can be a complete madness sometimes." Emma said after a while. "When Henry showed up at my door years ago I knew my life would change, but I did not imagine it would change that much."
"And that's bad?"
"Most of the time, no." Emma finally looked at her. "Everything I believed and knew was transformed from one day to the next. I mean, it wasn't overnight that I broke your curse, but from the moment it happened everything about my life became confused and for a long time I thought of my life as a big lie, but I had no one to blame if not my parents or even August and Neal."
Regina felt her chest aching and for a moment she was afraid of where this conversation might lead them, but she was willing to let Emma say everything she needed. Now that she had started Regina would do her best to not interrupt her. "When Neal knew who I was, he simply abandoned me and let me be arrested. He didn't mind thinking of any other option, so I could fulfill my destiny as a savior. He simply chose the easiest one for him. The first choice that was thrown in his lap.
August abandoned me at the first opportunity, and then when I was happy for the first time in a long time he came and destroyed it. Because of him I had to give up Henry..." Emma paused, looking at Regina with a sincere smile. "But in the end, he was luckier than I was, and he found a mother who loved him and cared for him from the very first moment, a mother who was willing to do everything for him, to always offer the best to him. I knew he could have the same fate as me, but the times were different, so I grabbed the hope that would be different with him, and now I realize that I never thanked you, Regina." The blonde's eyes were wet with unshed tears, and despite the knot in her throat she knew she needed to continue. Emma knew that maybe she was just saying random things that might not make much sense, but she had never been very good at words or expressing her feelings. She hoped Regina would understand what she was trying to say. "You were the best thing that ever happened in our son's life. You created him with love and care, and cared for him better than anyone else could. Better than I would have done, for sure. Who am I trying to deceive? You were the best thing that happened not only in Henry's life, but in mine as well."
"Our start was a little turbulent and restless, but you've always been around anyway." Emma felt Regina's hands gently caressing her face and realized that the brunette was wiping away her tears. She wasn't sure at what point they broke free and down her face, but it was comforting to feel Regina wiping them so softly. The brunette's gaze to her was nothing but understanding and care. "In your regal way you were always around, and even when you tried not to show it, you cared about me. You were the first person who didn't run from me."
Regina seemed to understand where the blonde was trying to get. She had mentioned Neal, August, her childhood... all these people had abandoned her at some point in her life, and when Regina was about to open her mouth to say that even against her will she had abandoned Emma because of the curse of Pan the blonde seemed to read her mind and raised her hand in a silent request for her to remain silent.
"Even when Pan cast the curse and we had to separate ourselves, you took care of me to have new memories and so that most of them were good. You gave me some different memories of childhood and gave me memories with Henry. You gave me what no one cared about giving in my life and I realize that I never thanked you for it either." Emma let her thoughts wander for a moment, and then she looked at Regina wide-eyed. "The memories you gave me of Henry... are your memories, aren't they? Your life with him, every moment of you, every-" Emma could not continue. The tears came back down hard on her face as that realization sank into her. How could she have been so slow and not think about it the moment she remembered her real life? How could she be such an idiot and not realize that all those memories couldn't be random things Regina created in the few seconds they had before Pan's curse reached them? "Oh my God." Emma sobbed and then she felt Regina holding her, hugging her firmly. She smoothed Emma's back gently as she let the blonde put out everything she was feeling, but at the same time praying for that little gesture to calm her down. At that moment, Regina realized that Emma was as intense as she was, and remembered something her mother had said once. 'You feel things more deeply than I do.'
Emma felt things as deeply as she did, and Regina knew this had nothing to do with the fact that she was the daughter of Snow White and Prince Charming. That was who they were. As they were. Intense, true. Even in their moments of anger, they were always true. Intense. Regina whispered words of comfort to Emma and continued smoothing her back until she felt that the blonde had finally calmed down.
"You did more for me than you realize, Emma Swan." Regina lifted the younger woman face gently, making her look at her and wiping away the rest of her tears. She took a deep breath before continuing. Regina did not like to expose herself or talk about her feelings. The thought that this was a weakness, letting others see her vulnerable, was still something that haunted her thoughts at times. "You saved me even when I had no idea... When you brought Henry back home that night... my world was very close to shattering, and I knew that if he had disappeared forever I would not be able to bear it. I would not be able to get me up again, but then there you were, walking awkwardly behind our son to give him back to his mother. When I laid eyes on you for the first time I wasn't sure how to feel. I wasn't sure what you could mean or change in my life. I did not hate you. I feared you. I feared you could destroy everything I worked hard to build. I feared you'd take Henry from me, but I did not know who you were." Regina looked at her intensely and felt her heart pounding in her chest. "During the few minutes we were close that night, you made me feel things that were long forgotten and forbidden to me. After what happened to Daniel and what came next I-" The brunette sighed. She had never talked about Daniel or her marriage to the King with anyone other than Maleficent, and even after so many years those memories were still complicated for her. "I began to close myself to the world and let Rumple guide me for much of my life. For some time, I still believed that I could free myself from that nightmare and have the life I had always dreamed of. When I met Tinkerbell and she showed me that this was possible by taking me to the tavern and showing me a way to possible love, my mother's words echoed in my mind and I ran from there. I was afraid of what might happen if I went into that tavern and things did not happen as Tinkerbell had said, and I knew that if all went wrong I would suffer the consequences and- "Regina shook her head, trying to get out of those memories and go back to what she was saying earlier. "You lit something on me that night. You tested my limits, it made me want to rip your heart out and at the same time I wanted to see where you could take me. I think I should have suspected that you were your mother's daughter at that moment." Regina laughed weakly. "I never wanted to kill your mother, not really. I wanted her to suffer like I did, but I never thought she would send her newborn daughter to a place where she could not find her. I had no idea about the prophecy that Rumple had told her then..."
"You, Emma Swan, have saved my life more often than you can imagine, and although I'm not sure what's going to happen from now on, I want you to know that I do not intend to go anywhere." Regina stroked the blonde's face gently and pressed a chaste kiss to her lips. "During the months we've been away, first because of Pan's curse and then when you decided to come to NY, I realized that my life without you around is not the same. When we had to go back to the Enchanted Forest I thought I was missing you - somehow, even if it seemed crazy - to be my friend. Of course, I would never say that to your mother or anyone else, and when I saw you and our son back in Storybrooke I felt my heart beat wildly and I assumed it was just because of Henry. I didn't want to think about the complications that could arise if those beats were for you too, but when you came away with Killian... it all seemed finally to fit in. I could no longer control my magic, and every time I let my thoughts wander to you and the possible motive that led you to leave Storybrooke, I seemed to lose even more control over my powers. I tried with Robin. I tried to focus on him, to be a good person to him, but my thoughts always led me to you."
Emma didn't know how to feel about this confession. Everything Regina was saying made her feel dizzy. Everything she was telling, her desires, her thoughts, her fears... Emma had never seen her so open before, and she was looking at her in wonder. She felt a pang of jealousy as she heard the brunette talking about Robin, but when she said she always thought about her, Emma couldn't stop a smile from spreading across her face.
"You're saying that..."
"What I'm trying to say, Emma Swan, is that what happened tonight wasn't something in the heat of the moment, I mean it, everything I said, I do not know for sure when it happened, but I love you and I want to, if you want to, too, see where that can lead us. "
"Are you saying you want me?" Emma knew it was a silly question, but she needed to hear the brunette say. Regina had broke up with Robin Hood, her supposed soul mate because of her, Regina, the most beautiful Queen of all realms was choosing her, a Lost Girl to have by her side.
"Yes, Emma." Regina smiled a smile that was reserved for Emma and Emma only. The brunette leaned over and caught her lips in a soft kiss, but that soon became something much more intense. They knew there was still too much to be talked about and much to be decided, but at that moment all they cared about was the heat of their bodies against each other. "I love you, Emma Swan." Regina said between a kiss and another and smiled, feeling free for the first time in many years.
(…)
A few hours later they finally left the room and found Henry in the room with Hook. The two of them were immersed in a game of video game and didn't notice their presence, but Snow on the other hand... The short-haired brunette was sitting in an armchair with little Neal sleeping on her lap and almost squealed when she saw the two coming toward them hand in hand, and somehow, she knew that the clothes Regina was wearing were from Emma. She smiled broadly at the scene in front of her, happy not only for her daughter, but for Regina as well.
"Tell me everything."
"You can wait until I get out of here." Charming grumbled from the kitchen. "And maybe I'd better take Henry with me."
"Oh, Charming." Snow laughed. "I don't know why you're saying this. It looks like you didn't hear anything at night."
"That's exactly why I heard that I do not need to know the details." He felt his cheeks turning a vibrant red and Regina smiled to see Emma next to her with the same tone in her cheeks.
"Don't worry, Charming." She leaned against him, lowering the tone of her voice so Henry wouldn't hear. "I do not intend to give details about how your daughter looks absurdly beautiful as she rides."
"Regina!" Emma buried her face into the brunette's shoulder and willed the floor to open and swallow her.
"Moms!" Henry turned contentedly at the sound of Emma's voice and Regina's laughter, running towards them, hugging them.
"I thought you were going to be locked in the room all day."
"I bet they wanted to, mate." Killian smiled as he approached the small group and exchanged a quick glance with the two women. His blue eyes silently asked what his lips couldn't do, and Emma just nodded at him with a smile that could illuminate the darkest cave. "It seems like this was the wisest choice in the end, Swan."
Regina looked at them both a little confused and feeling part of her old jealousy about the pirate surfacing, but Emma gently squeezed her hand and she immediately relaxed. She tried to remember that she supposed they were lovers and never questioned Emma about it before and that her jealousy was unfounded.
"Mom, what are we going to do? It's Christmas Eve and it's almost lunchtime and everything we've got ready so far is some cookies that grandma and grandpa did." Henry smiled broadly at Regina and wiggled his eyebrows.
"Oh, I know what you're up to, young man, but this is Emma's house, so you should ask her what the plans are for today."
"So, Ma?"
"Uh... I... we..." Emma looked at Killian for help, but he just smiled.
"Were not you going to do anything to celebrate Christmas?" Henry looked horrified and Emma just shrugged, feeling her cheeks flush.
"Mom, we have to do something about this!"
"Why don't we prepare some things like we always do then, my little prince?" Regina smiled lovingly at the boy and he smiled broadly back. "What do you think, Emma? You want to help us?" Regina turned to the blonde and couldn't help but lean in and kiss her lips softly at the sight of her expression.
"I would love to."
"All you will need is in the kitchen cabinet, Your Majesty." Killian smiled pointing the kitchen behind them. Regina looked at him with an arched eyebrow as he made a hi-five with Henry. "Maybe I had a little help on what I would need to buy?"
"Henry..." Regina turned to him with a warning tone and the boy smiled at her.
"Regina." Emma put her hand on her waist gently and the brunette turned to look at her. "I think we can leave this conversation with our son for later, or whatever you usually do on Christmas Eve will not be ready in time. What do you think?"
"I think you're right." Regina sighed. "But don't think you escaped to give us an explanation, young man. It's all been a bit strange since the day you asked to come and spend the holidays here."
"Regina," Snow's voice almost made her roll her eyes, but then she remembered they were trying to be better for each other since Neverland and just sighed as she turned to the short-haired brunette. "I'm sure Henry and I will be happy to tell you all about it another time, but if we want to have a Christmas dinner I suggest we start right away. I would have made a pie, but anyone knows there's nothing like the wonders that do you cook."
"Is that so?" Emma turned to the brunette with arched eyebrows.
"Mom cooks deliciously well!" Henry grinned.
"Then we'd better start so I can prove these wonders." Emma said smiling and pulling Regina into the kitchen by the hand as Henry ran before them.
David put little Neal in the cradle and Snow joined the three in the kitchen to prepare everything for Christmas dinner.
Killian leaned against the doorframe as he waited for the prince's return and watched the scene before him with a satisfied smile. When he offered to come with Emma to NY and help her with whatever it took, deep down he hoped it all went well for everyone, but what he was witnessing was far more than he could ever have asked for.
"Are you going to stand there looking or will you come help, guyliner?" Regina pulled him out of his thoughts and he smiled like a child, then joined them in the small kitchen.
She handed the assignments to each of them and when David returned from the room she put it on to help them too. The kitchen was small, but the group managed to get by and work quietly.
Emma felt the muscles in her face ache, but she couldn't get the smile off her face. It didn't matter if this had been some plan of Henry and her mother to spend Christmas together and she and Regina could finally sort their feelings for each other. The only thing that mattered to her at that moment was what was happening there. Her parents, her son, the woman of her life and her best - unlikely - friend together to spend Christmas as one big family.
Regina rolled up the sleeves of the shirt she was wearing and began to pour the dough of the pie while Henry helped Snow. Emma looked at the brunette and bit her lower lip at Regina's vision with her shirt, the movement of her arms as she opened the pie dough and the way the queen bit her lip, leaving her scar more evident. "You know..." She positioned herself behind Regina, sliding her hands beneath the shirt and stroking the brunette's skin. "I never thought cooking could be so sexy, but seeing you I just changed my mind." Emma whispered into Regina's ear and she closed her eyes tightly to prevent a moan from escaping her lips.
"Emma, our son and your parents are right there."
"They're busy with their chores." The blonde bit gently on Regina's earlobe and the brunette tilted her head to the side giving her more access. "I can think of a lot of things I want to do with you when we're alone in this apartment."
"Oh my God." Regina half moaned as Emma pressed her hip against her butt as she gently squeezed her breast. "I promise we'll do all our fantasies, but I think you'd better start doing what I asked before our son ends up needing more sessions with Archie and this time for completely different reasons."
Emma laughed weakly and bit Regina's shoulder lightly, finally coming out from behind her and joining the brunette to help with the pie. As Regina opened the dough, Emma was cutting and molding as instructed by the brunette. After the pie was in the oven they began to make the biscuits in the shape of gingerbread man and trees as Regina always did because of Henry.
By the end of the afternoon everyone was pleased at how that teamwork had turned out and then they came to change in for dinner.
"You're definitely not going to spend dinner in your pajamas!" Regina snorted. Not even the puppy-dog eyes helped Emma and Henry at that moment. "Since it's not dinner like what used to happen in Storybrooke or the Enchanted Forest we can wear more casual clothes, of course, but that does not mean you can wear pajamas."
"Mom" Henry whined.
"Henry Daniel Mills don't make me say again."
"Kid, don't argue with your mother." Emma scolded him softly. "Go change for dinner."
The boy sighed, but went to his room to change his clothes.
"Do not worry, my Queen." Emma purred in the brunette's ear. "I didn't really mean to put on pajamas. How could I see you squirming to keep your composure and your hands off my body if I kept my pajamas on?"
"Pardon?" Regina raised her eyebrows defiantly at the blonde. "As far as I remember, you couldn't keep your hands off me all day, Miss Swan."
"It's lovely to see both of you in love like this, but could you behave before David here passes out? He still didn't get accustomed to the idea that his little princess spent the night making naughty things in the room next to his." Snow said quietly.
"Honestly, I thought you'd be the one who'd be about to faint with all that." Regina raised her eyebrows and an amused smile appeared on her lips as she spoke to her ex-stepdaughter.
"Only if you believe me to be that pure, innocent, silly and tedious princess portrayed by the movies." Snow countered and couldn't help a chuckle as Emma's eyes widened and she buried her face in the brunette's shoulder. "I thought you knew me better, Regina."
"I'm starting to think it's me who's going to need Archie sessions." Emma grunted, her face still hidden in the brunette's neck.
After dinner, that ran smoothly and filled with laughter and stories about the past year and the cases where Emma and Killian worked together and how the pirate had adapted to life in a big city like NY for events in Storybrooke and over the things that had changed during the time they were out, they all settled into the living room to watch a movie before they went to bed.
"Moms" Henry called low, lying between Emma and Regina on the couch. From the tone of his voice they knew he wanted to ask something, but he was afraid of how they might react, so they smiled and encouraged him to go on. "What's going to happen now? I mean... is Emma coming back to Storybrooke with us or are we going to come and live with her or are you going to continue each one in a city?"
They exchanged a worried look, realizing that they hadn't yet talked about it and felt their hearts beating fast with the options Henry had thrown on their laps. Would they be able to maintain a relationship at a distance? Would Regina be willing to give up everything to live with Emma in a city without magic? Would Emma be willing to go back to Storybrooke?
"Henry," Snow's voice took them out of their thoughts. The short-haired brunette had noticed the change in the atmosphere, and as she looked at the three of them, she realized what was probably happening. "My dear, why do not we give your moms some more time to talk about it? I'm sure they'll agree on what's best for everyone. I know you're anxious, but things like that need to be decided calmly."
They both looked at the princess with wide eyes and Regina muttered, "Thank you." not expecting Snow to save them at that moment.
"Kid, we have not talked about this yet." Emma said after a while, knowing that Henry was still waiting for an answer from them. "But I promise we'll go and we'll do our best to be something that makes everyone happy, okay?"
"Okay." He answered after a while.
When the movie was over, only Emma, Henry and Regina were left in the room, just like the other night, but when the blonde moves to caught him in her arms to take him to his room, Regina stopped her and asked instead to wake the boy, so he would walk and thus prevent her from injuring her back. Gently they woke him up and said it was time to go to bed. He said goodbye to them still sleepy and went to his room.
When the two of them were alone in the living room Emma sighed deeply, thinking about how to start the conversation with Regina. Since Henry had raised those issues after dinner she hadn't been able to stop thinking about what would be best for everyone.
Regina came up to her and hugged her from behind, resting her face on her shoulder and kissing her cheek softly. "I know you're worried about what our son said, but I know we'll make it work no matter what the decision we make. What I said this morning I really mean it, Emma. I want to make it work between us."
"Storybrooke is your home." The blonde whispered.
"Are you saying it's not yours, too?"
"Of course it is." Emma smiled weakly. "But is different."
Regina waited in silence until the blonde continued. She knew there was more to be said, and like Henry, Emma was afraid of what the brunette's reaction might be when she said it. She remained stroking the blonde's belly softly over the fabric of her shirt as her face rested on Emma's shoulder. That new intimacy between them was something Regina had found very fond of, despite being recent. In her previous experiences, she had never experienced anything like this since she had never felt safe or connected with the person to the point of being vulnerable in this way, but with Emma was different. It was natural, and for the first time in her life she really wanted all kinds of possible contact with her lover.
It was something new and scary, but at the same time the best feeling Regina had ever had in her life. She closed her eyes and waited until Emma's voice broke the silence.
"Storybrooke is my home, but it's different. I like it from there and some people there, but that feeling that there will always be a villain to defeat, there will always be a threat and... I grew up in cities like NY and Boston - it was where I lived when Henry found me - and I like it. I like the traffic noise even late at night, I like to be able to go out at any time of the day or night and always have somewhere to go." Emma said quietly. If Regina hadn't had her head on the blonde's shoulder, she probably would have lost one word or another. "I don't think I'm making much sense." Emma sighed in irritation.
"No, my dear." Regina gently pressed her arms around her waist. "When we lived in the Enchanted Forest I always felt out of place no matter how much I loved there. I was always worried about what my mother would do or say if I disappoint her. I had happy times there, but I never felt complete. In Storybrooke it was almost the same thing. I created that town to make people suffer, to make their lives miserable. I know nowadays a lot has changed, but when I walk the streets I still get constant dubious looks from people, as if they are waiting for anything that would wake the Evil Queen in me again. You remember how quickly everyone pointed to me when Zelena altered the curse by taking away all our memories of the year we passed back in the Enchanted Forest. Any new threat that comes up will always be pointed at me, no matter how much I've changed, no matter how much you, your parents or Henry yell at them that I'm no longer the woman I once was. I'll always be the Evil Queen for them."
"That's one of the things that bores me the most about the people in that town." Emma sighed. "Except for Belle who seems to have an exceptional ability to forgive people, Ruby who is a loyal friend and, I don't know, maybe Granny and Tinker, I really do not miss other people that much. Especially not Blue or the other fairies."
"You're right." Regina smiled at the women Emma had mentioned. "Belle has always been a smart and fearless girl and has always seen good in people. She has seen something good even in that Imp!" Regina laughed weakly. "As for Red and her grandmother... they have always been loyal to your parents, but they are a small part of the people who are really giving me a chance to show that I'm not that woman anymore. This is surprising, in view of my entire story with your parents. Tinker and I have a complicated story, but after Neverland and after this last year things really have changed, and I can almost call her friend."
"Oh, c'mon, Regina." Emma smiled truly. "I know you like the little fairy."
"Do not tell her."
They were silent again for a while. Each one thinking about the meaning of the things they had confessed and how it would change things in their lives.
"So, if I asked you to move to NY with me and our son, would you?" Emma asked after a long time.
Regina could feel her hard muscles against her body and she knew that this choice was only hers and that this would be the definitive change in their lives.
"Henry seems to like it very much here." She finally answered. "And I have a great reason to like it too."
"So, you mean..." Emma finally turned in her arms, her large green eyes glowing in excitement and apprehension.
"That if you ask us to move here I will."
Emma smiled and pulled the brunette into a passionate kiss, running her hands down her back to her ass and squeezing firmly. Regina moaned low against her lips and Emma caught the brunette on the arms making her wrap her legs around her waist as she walked into the bedroom.
Soon the clothes found their way to the floor and the room was filled with moans and naughty words between them until their bodies fell exhausted in the middle of the night.
(…)
When Regina woke up she smiled when she saw Emma sleeping with her head in her chest and thought that if that would be the sight she would have when she woke up every morning for the rest of her life, then the decision she'd made the night before was worth it. Emma wasn't her happy ending. Emma is her happy beginning. She sighed and slowly let her slender fingers travel through the blond curls scattered across her chest. 'Looks like I've finally found someone of royalty, Mother.' Regina laughed and for a second the memory of her mother and everything that had happened in her life because of her almost ruined her mood, but when Emma squeezed her breast gently, still sleeping, Regina was instantly taken from such memories. With Emma at her side she would take a new path. She could finally have the life she had always dreamed of. Emma was like a calm breeze on a summer afternoon. Her smile was like the sun that warmed her days, and her eyes... her eyes were the ocean Regina had wanted to drown from the first time they met. Since that night she knew that the presence of Emma Swan in her life would change everything. She just had no idea that the changes would be so big.
"Good morning, baby." Emma whispered against Regina's breast, sending a shivering through her body, and pulling her thoughts away.
"You just called me 'baby'?" The brunette asked with an amused tone and an arched eyebrow.
"Yep." The blonde smiled and laid a kiss on the exposed skin of her lover's chest.
"Don't you dare call me 'baby' again if you do not want to be without sex for a week." Regina wouldn't let her know she liked the nickname so easily.
Emma was capable of provoking reactions in her that no one on her life ever had. For the first time in many years, Regina felt free. A freedom that only Emma Swan was able to provide, but she had an image to keep and would do it, if only to defy Emma every time the blonde called her baby.
Emma slid her hand down her body slowly, moaning softly when she felt the brunette's wet sex against her fingers.
"Looks like I will not be without sex for a week." Emma teased her sliding her finger across the wet folds, teasing Regina's entrance and returning to her clit. "Mmhmmm." She hummed, bringing her fingers to her lips, and tasting the essence of her lover. "I'll never tire of your taste. It's exquisite."
Regina moaned low in her throat, feeling Emma tease her entrance and sliding a finger slowly through her wet and needy folds. "Emma..."
"Yes, baby?"
"Don't tease me." She warned.
"Or what?" Emma slid her finger out until only the tip remained and then slid in again, earning a louder moan from the brunette.
"More, Emma."
At her lover's request, she slipped another finger into the soaking folds, moving slowly in and out until she couldn't take it any longer and increased the pace with which she moved her fingers.
"I want to hear you scream my name when you come, Regina." Emma's hoarse tone sent goosebumps all over the brunette's body and she couldn't stop a louder moan as she felt the warm tongue of her lover on her breast, licking, sucking, and biting lightly on the hardened nipple.
"Faster, Emma." She managed between moans. "Harder."
Emma again heeded her lover's pleas and it didn't take long for Regina to burst into her fingers, shouting Emma's name and sticking her nails in her arms.
Emma rested her face on Regina's chest and kept stroking her skin as she patiently waited for the woman to come down from her high. "Merry Christmas, Regina." Emma smiled as the brunette touched her face, sliding her fingers lazily across the blonde's cheek.
"Merry Christmas, Emma." She laughed and gently pulled the blonde into a kiss.
After a while they heard footsteps in the hallway and knew it was Henry, eager to open his presents and know if they had talked about what he had mentioned last night. It was then that Emma rose quickly, staring at the brunette with wide eyes. "I didn't buy you a gift!"
"I'll let it go this time, but know you'll have to make up for me next Christmas." Regina teased, pulling the blonde gently into her arms again.
"I will." Emma smiled and kissed Regina's neck softly.
"I think we'd better leave the room before your mother decides to come in uninvited. She can be very anxious on dates like these." Regina laughed and got up from the bed. "And Emma," she turned, standing naked in the middle of the room, smirking at the other woman's gaze. "You're the best Christmas present I could have won." Regina said looking at the blonde. Her eyes glittered with unshed tears and her voice was hoarse, not just from the recent orgasm, but from all the feeling she carried for the blonde and tried to express in that simple phrase. Without another word, she went into the bathroom, leaving Emma open-mouthed in bed.
(…)
"Ah, there you are!" Snow smiled as she saw the two women coming into the living room. "Our little Henry here couldn't wait to open his presents."
"Grandma!" The boy ignored Snow's words and ran to his mothers, hugging them both. "Merry Christmas, Moms!"
"Merry Christmas, Henry." Regina said softly, stroking the boy's hair.
"Merry Christmas, kid." Emma said disheveling Henry's hair.
"This is the best Christmas ever!" He said smiling, alternating his gaze between his two mothers.
"Merry Christmas, my dear." Snow got up and walked toward the two women, hugging Emma first and then she stopped in front of Regina and the two looked at each other in silence for a while until Snow finally wrapped the brunette in a tight hug. Neither of them dared to say anything. Anyone looking from the outside would risk saying they did not even breathe, but the truth was that they both craved it. There was so much history between them, so much hurt, so many words said in moments of fury, so much pain, but at the same time so much love, so much affection that seemed to overflow from this embrace and involve everyone in the room.
In another gesture that surprised everyone, Snow kissed Regina's forehead affectionately when they finally separated. The two of them had their faces wet from their tears, but no one dared to say anything. Emma, as always, seeming to read Regina as if she were a part of her, took the brunette by the hand and placed her against her body gently, smiling gently to her mother above the head of her lover.
Henry walked to the tree in silence, leaving the women in their private moment and began to pick up the presents and arranging according to who would receive the first and so on and he then felt the presence of someone by his side and when he turned to see who it was he saw Regina crouching beside him and helping with the presents. He knew that his family had a long and complicated history, but he felt that everything would be resolved, and everyone would finally be really happy.
It was not long before Emma joined them to help with the presents, realizing at that moment that there were far more gifts than the night before when they went to bed.
"When I was little, before... it all happened," Henry began tentatively, not looking at his mother's as he did so, fearing that if he looked, he would lose the courage to tell one of his most intimate secrets. "I used to ask the angels or any other creature who could hear me and answer my requests, so that Mom would find someone who really loved her and take care of her, who understood her and cared for her."
Emma exchanged a brief look with Regina and the brunette just nodded and they both waited for him to continue. "I knew that she loved me and that I made her happy, I knew that even if I was everything in her life, still had something missing. I could see in her eyes, but I was too young to understand. I'm still too young to understand many things, but I know that my request has been answered. " Henry finally turned to look at his mother's. "I know Mom found someone who loves her and cares about her and who is going to take care of her, and I know that Ma has found someone who will never leave her, no matter what happens or how difficult things get sometimes. "
The two women said nothing. They didn't know what to say. Not even Regina, who always had something to say in any situation, knew what to do with everything Henry had just confessed to them.
"Oh, Henry!" It was all Regina could say after a few seconds, placing the boy in a tight hug and feeling Emma's arms around them.
The three remained so for some time until Henry began to feel slightly uncomfortable, like every preteen in his age and gently parted from the embrace of his mothers.
A few minutes later, Snow and Charming entered the room with Killian just behind and joined the three to distribute and open the presents.
(…)
Six months later.
Emma finally brought the last box with Regina's belongings into the apartment. All Henry's belongings were already in his room, and now all they had to do was to set everything according to what each one wanted. Killian said goodbye to them and walked to the end of the hall where his apartment was now.
From that Christmas night they talked a number of times until they agreed on how much Regina would pay for Killian in his part of the apartment he shared with Emma. He had decided to stay in NY since the city had done so well for him from the start and he swore his decision had nothing to do with the handsome, green-eyed blonde lying half-naked waiting for him on his couch.
"Hello, Captain." The blonde smiled lazily when Killian entered the apartment.
"Hello, my dear Scott, I did not expect you to be awake so soon, after last night."
"I have the hunger of a wolf, Captain. It is not so simple to quench it."
"Good thing I love wolves then." Killian smirked and walked toward the man, kissing him intensely.
(…)
Emma lay down on the bed next to Regina and immediately the brunette snuggled into her arms. They were exhausted after spending all day arranging the apartment to accommodate the belongings of the three, but couldn't be happier.
"So, you mean my mother took over Storybrooke's town hall with Belle, Archie, and Tinker by her side?" Emma laughed, hugging the brunette gently.
"And did you have any doubt she would win the election?"
"No, of course not." Emma rolled her eyes, knowing how some of Storybrooke's people still resented Regina and were more than happy to see her leaving. "You regret?"
"Not at all, my dear." The brunette smiled and turned to look at Emma, still in her arms. "I would leave anything behind if it meant living at peace with you and our son. You are the most precious thing in my life."
"And you're in mine." Emma kissed the tip of Regina's nose. "So, you're ready to open that bakery?"
"Anxious and a bit scared, but ready."
Emma smiled, bringing the brunette impossibly close to her body and then kissed her lips softly. This kind of kiss could calm Regina even in her worst days, even when her fears and her uncertainties reached levels she was even unaware of. This kind of kiss; soft, gentle, slow, and incredibly tranquilizing was something only Emma could give her. It was the kind of kiss that told Regina that everything would be all right, that everything would work out, that Emma would be at her side at all times.
"I love you, Regina Mills." The blonde whispered against her lover's lips. "Welcome to our happy beginning."
Regina looked at Emma for a few moments, saying nothing, just caressing her face, and seeming to memorize every trace of her, as she did when the blonde left her speechless with her demonstrations of support and love. She nuzzled her nose against Emma's face, down to her jaw and neck, kissing softly on her pulse point and then whispering into the blonde's ear, "You are my happy beginning. I love you, Emma Swan."
The end!
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