AN: So I had a strong connection with this story for some reason, I mean like a couple chapters worth after I read it over and over. Also I get messages about keeping it going so that's what I'm gonna try and do here. I have an idea for maybe 2 more chapters but with my life they will be far and few in between, HOWEVER, you might get lucky so keep watching out for it. ;-)

So now that the end of the season is upon us we are WAYYY off from what the show did; so this is like 6A (the Queen still ornery and around). CS not engaged yet.

This chapter turned into a bit of SQ fluff then some angst then some sex and some more angst. It's pretty long compared to some of my other things, or even the first chapter.

Warning: magic cock, girl on girl, cheating (yes I go through this process with this story).

They slept together, and if they were being completely honest with each other it was the best sleep they'd had in a long time. Emma had messaged Hook, telling him that Regina needed her to be there, she had been a bit of a mess with the Queen lurking around and she didn't really like being in the house alone. It ended up being a pretty good excuse. The guilt Emma should have been feeling wasn't as strong as she had anticipated it being. She wasn't sure deep down what that meant for her and her future relationship with him. Regina and she had crossed a line that neither of them thought would happen, especially in this particular setting. Not that it hadn't crossed either of their minds of bedding one another but at this point they were best friends that shared a son and nothing more.

It didn't take long for sleep to overcome them both that night, however both of them didn't want to move the following morning to wake the other, not knowing they each lay awake, staring at the ceiling. Emma noticed the brunettes eyelids flutter out of the corner of her eye, and watched her maneuver gently out of bed, more than likely making her way to the en-suite. Emma swallowed as she watched the brunettes nude form from behind, not denying herself the view and quickly realizing how strangely comfortable and natural it all felt for her. I could watch her get out of bed everyday like that. The door closed and Emma looked up again at the ceiling, thinking what this would mean for not only them, but Henry. She didn't hear the bathroom door open, the brunette now in a thin grey silk robe.

"Do you want some coffee?" The sleepy voice offered from the doorway.

Emma turned and looked, she's so damn adorable when she sleepy and washed clean, "um, sure." Emma was hesitant but quick in her response, earning a nod in return. "Do you mind if I jump in the shower?" Emma was bashful in her request.

"Go ahead, the towels on the rack are clean." She smiled and padded towards the door, "I'll be downstairs." With that, the brunette left Emma to her thoughts.

The blonde swung her legs over the edge of the bed, her naked body slightly aware of the workout she got last night as she stood and stretched her arms to the ceiling. She made her way to the bathroom and started the shower, the steam billowed from the spray head quickly and Emma proceeded to step into the warmth. Her mind wandered as the water rinsed all evidence from the previous night, never in a million years did she think anything like that would happen but sure enough in the blink of an eye she's buck naked with two very different versions of Regina. The flashbacks came on strong as she closed her eyes and the water washed over her, the Queen telling her what she wanted and riding her, Regina on full display for her and the cock…a fucking cock!? She laughed to herself as she remembered that feeling, an annoyance yes but damn pleasurable for sex. Her body thrummed with excitement quite quickly, remembering the version of events and shaking her head to rid her mind of those pleasurable thoughts.

Shutting off the shower and ringing out her hair she stepped out and grabbed a towel, patting over her body and squeezing her dripping blonde locks before wrapping the towel around her body. She padded over to the mirror, still slightly foggy from shower and looked at herself before glancing at the counter at all the products on top of it, organized in a very Regina-esque way. Wow, all I need is some lotion Regina what the hell do you have going on here? Emma concentrated for a moment before summoning up her magic for her brush and body oil from home. There, I'll leave her stuff be, she'd know if I touched it anyways. She laughed again, if there is one thing she knew about Regina, she was very particular about order and control, she'd rather not ruffle those feathers, and this was Regina's extremely personal space. Swan, you were very much in Regina's personal space, I'm sure she wouldn't kill you. Emma concentrated again before magicking back her pj's that she came over in that the Queen had stripped her from upon entering the bedroom. It was time to face the music now.

"Hi, I thought I lost you up there. Everything okay?" Regina handed Emma a cup of coffee and gestured for her to take a seat, she had even made Emma a small bite to eat; a toasted whole grain bagel with cream cheese and a half of grapefruit.

"Regina you—" Emma tried to protest.

"Oh stop, just eat a little something, trust me I'm not trying to 'win you over' or anything." She smiled and sipped her coffee before continuing. "I'm assuming you have questions or want to talk?" She knew Emma had questions but wasn't sure where to begin, she figured she'd get right to it, straight to the point.

"Regina I—I didn't even—" Emma was having a hard time coming up with any sort of sense. "Women? I didn't know you were into women." There it was, the first layer of questions that Emma began. Regina smiled and shook her head not sure how to answer that.

"I'm sorry if that bothers you or—" Regina began to explain herself.

"Oh, no no! That's not what I was referring to at all. I don't care about that!" Emma stammered through, growing up how she did, sexuality wasn't something that ever really bothered her with people, she just never assumed Regina—You know what happens when you assume Swan?

"Okay, so what's the question? Is it because of where we come from?" Emma nodded slowly, I mean her mom was Snow White and Prince Charming, not a lot of gay relationships she'd assume in the Enchanted Forest. "Let's just say I'm very fluid, I don't like labels." She nodded in affirmation before continuing, "the Queen-who will always share similar aspects as myself—she didn't really care what the sex of the person was as long as she got something out of it." Emma nodded in understanding. "She would frequently choose strong women to play the 'male part,' she—I—enjoy the softness of a female companion but have no qualms with men. Obviously I adore—adored my relationship with Robin." Her face fell, remembering they didn't get many intimate moments, not as many as she would have enjoyed but he could read her body like a book.

"So uhh the Queen, she uhh—kinky?" Emma was trying to make some sort of conversation out of this but wasn't sure where to go with it. Regina grinned and chuckled, only you Emma I swear.

"Not as much as you'd think. Magic just became an interesting thing to add into encounters I suppose." Regina was completely amused at Emma's extreme confusion at this part. The brunette was trying to make the best of the situation, she knew if she started to panic then the blonde would pick up on that right away and follow in the same feelings; fear, uncertainty, emotions, regret…no not regret. Okay maybe regret in not expressing feelings sooner.

"Oh! Speaking of, what was the—the—" Emma stuttered, remembering the magic cock spell.

"The magic cock?" Regina was blunt about it, it was one of her favorites, as well as the Queen's. The shock factor on the women she used it on was the best part of the whole thing. She was saddened she missed that last night from the blonde and flushed thinking about it.

"How long had you taught me magic? You could have gotten my attention much sooner if I would have known about magic and bedroom tactics 101." They both laughed and smiled at one another before turning away again.

"I'm sorry again Emma…" Regina was flustered again, still sorry with how it all transpired, but how long was she going to let her feeling fester before confessing to the blonde. Long after a marriage to Hook, after Henry was off at college, who knew maybe even have moved on with a life of her own. How long would she have let herself suffer and squander the feelings she had for the blonde all this time.

"Hey, don't be, I'm glad it happened. I mean in an awkward way—I'm still just, processing? I guess that's the word I'm looking for." The blonde looked down at the cup of coffee in her hand, reliving the moments she shared with the brunette, how they came to this point. "I'm just not sure what to tell Hook, I mean, I love him—I think." The blonde laughed it off slightly and shook her head, still confused.

"You think?" The brunettes brows furrowed in confusion as well.

"Well yeah, part of me loves him. I guess there are things I wish were different about him. I wish he was more like you." Regina was taken aback, she wasn't sure where the blonde was going in her confession, "you challenge me and push me and even support me when I need it, maybe that's just what close friends do? I still feel like that if he were to challenge me more instead of going through the motions it would be better but maybe it wouldn't, maybe the dynamic of a male/female relationship is just supposed to be that; mates for life type of thing?" Emma frowned slightly, everything was coming out jumbled and confusing but still making sense in it's own way.

Regina nodded, understanding where the blonde was coming from. She too doubted her feelings for the blonde, it was obvious Emma was attractive but could a relationship exist between them more than what they already had? First and foremost they were co-parents for Henry and friends second, and that second part took a long time.

"Emma—I have to admit, before we go any further; I wouldn't have done anything last night, I wouldn't have risked it all if I didn't have feelings for you. The Queen, was—is part of me so she knew, knows. When I separated myself from her she has all my memories, all my private thoughts, that was just a small one compared to other things I keep locked tight. You aren't just some conquest to me, I really—really without a doubt, have deep emotional—" she was cut off.

"You love me, it's ok you can say it." The blonde knew in that moment that was one of the hardest things Regina Mills has ever had to do in her life, and it warmed her heart thinking the brunette cared for her so deeply.

"Yes." It was a quiet and quick response, followed by a deep red flush starting on her chest and flaring up her cheeks, she felt warm.

"Hey, it's ok…I'm uhh I've been—I've been in love with you for a long time." Emma exhaled and shut her eyes. How the hell was Hook going to understand any of this? Not only the sleeping with Regina, but also the Evil Queen. Fuck my life right now. Her face planted on the counter surface and she groaned.

"I'm sorry I didn't know loving me was so miserable." Regina's walls went up higher and stronger given Emma's reaction. She was put off thinking about someone being so miserable in loving her.

"Regina, I swear to you it's only because of the current situation with Killian." Her voice was muffled but the brunette heard every word.

The women were silent for several moments, barely hearing the other breathe, until the shrill of Emma's phone went off. Emma glanced at her phone and read the message.

"I guess Killian is taking Henry out for some breakfast and some bonding over the Jolly Roger." Emma laughed at the silliness of the message, she did appreciate Hook for trying, being that fatherly figure to Henry he was lacking in his life. Not that he really seemed to suffer all that much, he had a lot of love in his life and was grateful for what his mothers had given him. "So this may be straight to the point and not the—"

"Yes," Regina stated quickly before Emma finished the question.

"Uhh, how did you know what I was going to say?" Emma looked at her shocked at her answer without knowing fully what the blonde was going to ask.

"You want to have sex again? Just the two of us?" Regina's arms were crossed in front of her, she had been waiting on the right time to pounce the blonde again since they had both admitted their love to one another.

"How—" Emma was stunned at Regina's bluntness.

"You want to make sure before you throw it all away with him that this is what you truly want, that you want me, all of me, since the situation last night had a third player. You want to make sure—"

Emma's vaulted from the bar seat and pressed the brunette against the counter, urgency, excitement, it all welled up in that kiss before slowing down for a moment to cherish the full plump lips of the flushed brunette. They broke away breathing heavily, Emma holding Regina by the shoulders gently, panting heavily and breathing one another in. Emma went in again, moving to lift Regina carefully and placing her on the counter, kissing her cheek and neck softly.

"Please tell me if you don't want this, I know it's weird." Emma was hesitant as she looked up at the brunette again, gently grabbing her chin and looking into her eyes.

"It's not weird, it's ok. I guess if we are going to make a mistake let's make it just us this time huh?" Regina tried to lighten the mood a bit, her playful little smirk showed up as did her brow. Emma couldn't help but grin like a fool and bring their lips together again, strong and demanding. Her hands perched on the strong thighs of the brunette, stroking up and down gently, effectively earning more heavy breathing from Regina.

"I know that we might not have a lot of time but can I undress you?" Emma's eyes were already dark with lust and the brunette knew she needed this, she needed to know she was making the right decision, this was part of it for her.

"Let's go upstairs." In a plume of purple they disappeared from the kitchen, landing at the base of Regina's bed. Taking the blondes hands in her own she brought them down to the silk tie of the robe, Regina knew she wasn't wearing much but if it's what Emma needed to feel then so be it. She let the blondes hands go and brought her arms up to the strong shoulders, draping them over her gently, giving enough space for Emma to work.

"You are just so beautiful, I've never been able to get over that. Seductive, classy, 'the poise and composure of a Queen.' I mean—" Emma just shook her head in awe at the gorgeous brunette before her.

Regina's breath hitched, even though they had a few intimate moments last night, this was new territory and it was terrifying. Emma's hands worked quite easily on the silk tie and left it to fall and the robe to fall along with it, giving the blonde sneak peek at the soft curves of her breasts and the soft skin of her belly. Regina shrugged it off her shoulders, letting it pool at her feet for the blonde who was still dumbstruck at the beauty offered before her.

"Emma, are you okay?" The brunette finally caught her green eyes with her own, her hands reaching for the blondes as Emma nodded in affirmation. Regina brought Emma's hands to her breasts, she didn't want to get right to it but time constraints told them it was a better idea than not. Immediately Emma got the point and swiftly turned them and sat Regina down on the bed as she fumbled with her own clothes, riding herself of tank top and pajama bottoms so they were on equal naked playing ground. "Come here." She reached for Emma's slim form by the hips, kissing her belly gently, her homage to the blonde for birthing Henry, very faint stretch marks remained from the now teenage boy that had this home 15 years ago. She pulled Emma to straddle her, sitting on her lap so she could feel skin on skin contact with the beauty that filled some of her most erotic dreams. This kiss was soft and tender, giving it all they had, years of pent up love—the lust had been removed the night before. This was something else, this was showing each other what they meant to one another, not just a fuck to please the other.

Emma's kisses wandered down the brunette's cheek to her ear, kissing carefully before flicking her tongue out across the soft lobe. She heard Regina suck in a breath and the grip on her hips tightened, showing that she was definitely having a strong effect on her.

"Lie back, Regina…" Emma husked her ear, eliciting a deep groan from the brunette as she lie back as Emma sat on her upright still. The blondes hands worked up from her stomach, touching the soft skin before placing both hands on soft breasts, massaging carefully…pinching the tight aroused buds at the tip.

"Emma…" she wasn't sure how much of the teasing she could take from the blonde.

Emma heard her but was enjoying her time while she had it, pinching the taut little nipples, as the Queen in the back of her mind said, 'she does like it a little rough.' That mantra told her Regina was going to be a worthy bedmate for her, Emma didn't always like to be in control but someone to go back and forth with was what was important. She knew Regina wasn't some pillow princess. Regina is anything but a damn princess. Emma fell quickly, her mouth ascending on the straining pink buds of the heaving breasts below her.

"Oh my—Emma," Regina's body reacted to the stimulation quite quickly, bucking against the blonde embarrassingly quick. Emma's tongue darted out and flicked at the straining tip of one breast before laving it with her tongue and repeating the same motion on the other breast. The brunette was all but panting below her, wanting more from the blonde woman, needing more.

Emma's mouth wandered farther south, over ribs, kissing and nipping gently at the soft skin of her belly, smooth olive skin so flushed and sensitive to touch. The blonde reached the apex of soft thighs and inhaled deeply, slowly grabbing one leg and draping it over her shoulder as she positioned herself on her stomach between the brunettes legs. She got a good look at the dripping folds of the brunette from this angle, her pussy flushed and ready for more. Emma left soft kisses on the inner thigh, and closer to the apex…avoiding where she knew Regina so badly wanted touched.

"Jesus Emma please…oh please just touch me, I can't stand it." Regina was writhing and getting frustrated.

"Wow demanding much?" Emma joked with the brunette as she dove, tongue first, into the clenching wet channel.

"Oh my, yes…" Regina sigh of relief was enough to make Emma chuckle as she tongue fucked the brunette, grazing over the soft, wet folds before diving in again, lapping up everything the brunette had. Emma felt a strong hand in her hair, fisting tightly, bringing her tongue and lips north. Emma wasn't an idiot she got the hint as she stroked her strong tongue along each side of swollen clit before wrapping her mouth around it fully and sucking gently. "Oh EMMA!" The grip in her hair tightened again and hips thrust against her face, Emma fully engrossed herself in that moment, she knew the brunette was close to her orgasm and she had to let her use her to get her there. Moving her fingers towards the dripping channel, Emma knew she could finish the brunette with fingers involved as well and swiftly spread the wet lips and pushed three fingers in, curling them against the front wall, stroking gently as she sucked on the little swollen nub again. She felt the brunette tense, as her hips acted on their own and the grip loosened on her hair, "Em—" the blonde stayed against her as long as she could, riding out Regina's pleasure with her, slowly stroking and lapping at the sensitive area.

Emma lay her head on the woman's thigh glancing up at her, knowing full well she could spend many mornings in the throws of passion with this woman. She watched Regina attentively as her breathing normalized and they caught each other's gaze again.

"Do you want me to use it on you?" Regina sat up slightly resting on her elbows a question on her face.

"What?" Emma was confused, that wasn't the first thing she thought Regina would speak up with.

"The magic cock?" She rose her brows again, she knew Emma was more than curious about it.

"Oh, umm—" Emma flushed in embarrassment, sure she wanted it but was it weird to want that this very second?

"We don't have too, it's up to you my dear." Regina smiled again, lust still in her eyes, her chest flushed, body thrumming for a little more with her Emma. My Emma, what the hell Regina. She shrugged it off.

"Yes but—can—" Emma stammered, she mainly just didn't know how to get out in words what she wanted from the brunette.

"You want to take it slow with it? Check it out a little more?" Regina offered.

"YES!" Emma was glad of Regina's mind reading abilities when it came to her own awkwardness about certain things.

"Lie down," Emma did as she was told and laid down next to the brunette, however Regina made a quick move to straddle the blonde woman, catching her slightly off guard. Her gaze was brought to her heaving breasts, still trying to recover from the strong orgasm, the blonde was in awe of this beautiful woman who sat atop her. Regina brought her lips to the saviors and kissed her again, tasting the slight tang she recognized as herself on the blondes lips, not that she minded. Her tongue probed the thin lips, searching for more, their breasts grazing each other causing hearty moans to erupt from them both. Regina's kisses started wandering down Emma's cheek, grazing her ear gently before dipping a little further to nibble at the beautiful swan like neck, careful to not leave a mark as her kisses moved south before resting on overly sensitive nipples. Her tongue darted out quickly, judging Emma's reactions to certain things, learning what she liked on this side of the pleasure spectrum. Quick flicks here and there topped off with a soothing tongue until the little peaks were straining and red from so much attention. Her mouth wandered farther, she knew Emma was more than ready for the magic cock but more than anything she wanted a taste of this savior, wanting to savor every little flavor that she offered while it was on the table. This should have come to a stop last night, this shouldn't be happening this morning, but here they both were, coming undone together with no influence of the Queen to urge them forward. Regina found soft, sparse curls at the apex of the blondes thighs, she nibbled gently on the tops of her thighs and into the soft crevice, leaving Emma moaning, wanting nothing more than to be pleased by this gorgeous woman.

"'Gina, please," Emma's voice cracked, she was so ready for something.

"What do you need Em-ma? Hm? You want me to dip my fingers into you?" She proceeded to do just that, slipping two fingers into the heavily breathing blonde, "Maybe run my tongue over your drenched cunt?" Again, she followed through, flicking harshly at the straining little bud that wanted more and more attention. "Maybe this…." She didn't specify but she quickly put in another finger and curled upwards and latched onto Emma's clit, sucking like it was her life force as her fingers stroked at her g-spot savagely.

"OH GOD!" Emma pant out, unable to control herself much longer, "Please…oh please…I'm—"

"No, you aren't, I'm not going to let you yet." The brunette chuckled and looked up at her.

Emma moaned in protest as Regina pulled herself away from the blonde sitting back on her haunches before willing her magic for her little—or not so little—toy. She smirked as she felt the tug in her abdomen, the pull of arousal. Emma shot up on her elbows to watch, she was more than curious about this magic in the bedroom thing, fucking amazing. She watched Regina's face as she, assumed, was getting control of her level of arousal, the cock now jutting proudly trying to not explode before she wanted it too.

"Go ahead." Regina ceded, knowing Emma just wanted to touch and feel, this will be the only time I can let her do this, FUCK! The feeling was strong as she felt the delicate hand wrap around her new addition, softly stroking, sizing her up, Regina kept her breathing steady as exploratory fingers rubbed the head of her cock gently before stroking down the shaft again. "Em—" it was a warning, she knew Emma wanted to explore but she wasn't sure she could hold out long.

"It won't go soft?" Emma was curious as she sat up more, sitting cross-legged as Regina was up on her knees. Regina shook her head, breathing steadily trying to control the feelings that were raring up again in her groin. The blonde grabbed hold of the cock firmly before her mouth descended onto it, lapping at the tip over and over before taking the whole thing in her mouth, almost to the base. Again and again repeating the action, each time Regina's breathing increasing and her head lolling back and forth. "I want you to come like this once," Emma demanded softly, jerking the brunette not so gently. Regina nodded, wanting to please the blonde woman, she would let her play and suck all she wanted. Her breathing was increasing rapidly, knowing it would be a short time before she'd come for the blonde. Emma took one of the brunette hands in her own and brought it to her own head, nodding gently as her mouth bobbed back and forth on the swollen appendage. Regina took initiative and grabbed a fist full of blonde curls, pumping gently into Emma's mouth, carefully watching for knee jerk reactions that might send the blonde running but there were none. Emma was into it, she wanted it a little rougher, Regina gave her that as her grip tightened in the blondes hair, eliciting a groan of pleasure from her.

"Emma, fuck you are beautiful…" she looked down and caught Emma looking up at her and that was all she needed, Emma moaned and breathed deeply as she felt the cock swell and spurt into the wet cavern of her mouth. Regina's hips twitched with her orgasm, her fist going lax in the blonde locks, prolonging the pleasure as long as she could until having to pull away from Emma's talented mouth.

"You ok?" Emma looked at her curiously.

"Sensitive is all." Regina breathed out heavily, before pushing Emma back and landing between her legs, kissing her passionately. Wanting every little bit of Emma Swan. "Are you ready for me?"

"Yes," Emma nodded vigorously as she reached between their bodies, lining up Regina's cock with her entrance, rubbing the head of the cock around her sensitive clit and through wet folds before Regina took the final plunge.

Regina let out a heavy sigh and buried herself in the crook of Emma's neck, panting heavily. Emma's body started to shake with need, she needed to be fucked and good, she was more than ready. Slowly the brunette's hips started to move and Emma drew her legs up further for deeper penetration. The brunettes hips picked up the pace, she could tell Emma wanted more than slow and intimate even though that's what they both thought this was about. Maybe for them it was something else, maybe no matter the dynamic they both liked the roughness that one another brought, that feistiness that they shared since day one.

"You want me to fuck you?" Regina husked in her ear, earning pleasurable dig of nails on her ass in response as well as a deep throaty moan.

"Fuck me…" it was primal and definitely wanted.

"With pleasure."

That was all Regina needed, she sat up on her knees, pushing the blondes knees to her chest and began to pound relentlessly into the wetness that seeped from the blonde beauty. Emma panted below her, breathing heavily and screaming towards the heavens as the brunettes thrusts never seemed to cease. Regina watched as her cock disappeared into the woman, glistening with their mingled arousals, easily the best sexual experience…and she had plenty. Regina reached her hand down to where they were connected, rubbing Emma's swollen folds carefully, increasing blood flow to the area before taking her thumb and stroking eagerly on the blondes little bundle of nerves.

"OH GOD! REGINA!" Emma was going to fall over her edge and it was going to be the best orgasm she had had in a long time.

"I'm right there with you Princess…" Regina pant out with her, knowing she was going to come with Emma.

"Oh fuck!" Emma's body went stiff as the brunette still focused on thrusting into her and rubbing her clit, "Oh please…" Emma gasped out in pleasure and the pure sweet torture Regina was putting her body through. Regina's thrusting became erratic as she chased her own orgasm toppling into oblivion with her princess, mmm my princess.

She collapsed on the blonde, both of them breathing heavily against the other, waiting for some sign of life. Regina quickly gained enough energy to roll off the blonde and lay beside her, the temporary cock disappearing in purple smoke accompanied by a thankful sigh that she didn't have the throbbing ache that came with the spell.

"I guess it's a nice toy but when you are done you are done huh?" Emma laughed, knowing the feeling all too well from the previous night.

"Something like that." Regina sighed again and stared at the ceiling.

"You ok?" Emma rolled onto her side, gently stroking Regina's arm with soft touches.

"I'm sorry." Regina sighed again and closed her eyes, willing herself to not shed a tear for the mess the Queen created for everyone involved.

"Yeah, I guess this might get messy huh?" There was a long pause between the two of them, "look, I like you Regina, I really do. Hell, I could even say 'I love you' without batting an eye. Obviously, there is some things I need to hash out with Killian, and not to mention the lengthy talk we are going to need to have with Henry."

"Yeah." She swallowed the lump in her throat, not sure the blondes response.

"Do you want this Regina? Us?" Emma was quiet in her question and terrified of the answer and the room was silent for way longer than the blonde wanted it to be, until she finally heard Regina's broken voice.

"I want to try, we don't know unless we try. I've never had an actual relationship with a woman, Emma. For some reason, I feel we just work, it's very natural for me to think about waking up with you, having a family with you…" she broke off as a tear slipped down her cheek, admitting all this to the blonde, she bit her lip as the tears continued to fall.

"Hey, it's ok. I'll figure it out. I want this too." She smiled and curled in next to the brunette, kissing the tears on her cheeks away, "I love you Regina, we'll make this work, or die trying." She tried to joke with the brunette, getting a small chuckle in return.

"I adore you more than I can express Ms. Swan."

"Oh we can roleplay 'Ms. Swan' sometime, that's so hot!" Emma joked again, getting a playful magic jolt to her naked form. "Ouch, joking, magic for play fighting isn't fair…" Emma whined.

"We should get cleaned up, you need to get back home to see our son and—" she didn't want to say his name, she wanted to feel guilty about what happened but what was worse? Emma hiding her true feelings or being with someone she thought was her happy ending? If the feelings between them were left unspoken and life went on they'd each have the regret of 'what if we didn't at least try?'

"Yes, you don't have too—I know." Emma nodded before planting a firm, demanding kiss upon the brunettes beautiful plump lips, and making her way to the shower.