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Chapter 02 – She Only Calls Her Emma During Sex

"Gina?" Emma tilted her head a frowned as Regina tugged her hands free of Emma's sharply. "You ok?" Regina was looking at Emma, but not looking at Emma. It was as though she was in a trance, not seeing or hearing anything but her own thoughts.

This was in fact true, in the moments between their kiss ending, and waiting for her answer, Regina had wished with all of her heart and soul that she would hear that familiar thundering, that this world would shatter like glass and they would wake up in Fairy Tale Land once again. But nothing happened, she'd seen how fast true loves kiss broke spells and curses, she knew it happened in an instant.

"She doesn't love you," was all Regina could hear; over and over again in her head, her voice getting crueller and angrier and a little more broken each time. "She doesn't love you. She doesn't love you. She doesn't love you. She doesn't…"

"Regina!" Emma's slight yell and her hands on the mayor's shoulders pulled Regina back into the present. "What's going on?" Regina finally looked at Emma, for the first time since the kiss, and she smiled, all the charm and insincerity that was there when she gave Emma that apple way back when, or when she had to deal with ignorant townspeople complaining about whatever it was they were complaining about.

"Nothing dear," And she sounded so much like the Evil Queen that she wanted to cry. Truth be told she wanted to cry anyway, after one last blow to her heart, after many, she finally just wanted to let herself fall. But she'd be damned if she let anyone, especially the one person who could've caught her, see that. So she kept on smiling, and Emma started to wearily smile along with her, taking Regina's face into her hands and pulling her forward for another, sweeter, gentler kiss than before. This kiss stabbed right through Regina's gut, the hope and euphoria from the first kiss was no longer there, leaving Regina feeling nothing but bitter. "She doesn't love you."

"Regina," Emma whispers as they pull away, and Regina holds her breath, still hoping, nothing happens. "I…"

Regina kisses her again, she can't let Emma say it; she can't hear Emma say it. Because Regina is not sure what would happen if she did, but she knows it won't be good. So she keeps on kissing her, walks backwards with her lips still attached to Emma's until Regina is backed up against the sofa with Emma pinning her there. "She doesn't love you."

Emma gets the message and starts the slowly unbutton the mayors shirt, and Regina pulls Emma's white tank top out of her jeans and over her head as fast as she can manage. The force of the pull means Regina is leaning too far back, she falls backwards onto the sofa and she pulls Emma down with her.

For a second they lay there, a little shocked, but then Emma starts giggling, Regina joins in half-heartedly and Emma's giggle becomes full-blown laughter, and then they're on the floor and Emma is on top of Regina, still laughing. Regina's hands are above her head and Emma is straddling her thighs, the blonde is still giggling as she continues unbuttoning Regina's shirt.

Regina sits up to shrug off her shirt when Emma's done and the blonde attaches her lips to Regina's neck. Regina lets Emma push her back down, and watches as Emma shimmies out of her jeans and tosses them across the floor and, surprise, surprise – Emma isn't wearing underwear. Falling back onto Regina, Emma kisses her passionately again. "She doesn't love you." It doesn't take long for Emma to completely disrobe the mayor, and after that it doesn't take long for Emma to kiss her way down the mayors torso, past her belly button, which Emma was surprised to find pierced with a silver bar with a ruby apple at the end all those months ago, down to where she needs to be.

"God! Emma!" Regina moans as she feels Emma's tongue inside her, Emma retracts and places both hands against Regina's thigh. Sex is the only time Regina ever calls Emma by her name and it never fails to make Emma smile. Then she's back where Regina wants her, gently massaging her clit with her tongue whilst softly scratching her nails down the supple flesh of the mayor's thigh; Regina's back arches and she closes her eyes tight as she feels Emma place a gentle kiss on her heated mound. "She doesn't love you." Emma moves her tongue into Regina and instantly licks that spot. Regina gasps and tightens her grip on the rug beneath them as Emma hums a little and the soft scratching becomes harder, just how Regina likes it.

"Emma," Regina breathes, pushing the blondes hair down just a fraction, Emma takes the hint and moves her tongue faster, every so often stopping and blowing cool air onto Regina's throbbing clit. Every time Emma does this, Regina bites her lip a little harder, and it isn't long before the mayor can taste blood. Emma quickens the pace when she feels Regina grab one of her hands and squeeze. Regina doesn't usually hold hands either, that's another sex-thing that Emma's found she enjoys.

Emma squeezes her lovers hand gently as she feels Regina's walls contract and she can hear her name repeated breathily, like a mantra somewhere above her head. As Regina rides out her orgasm, Emma slowly kissed her way back up to the lips that she waited so long to taste.

"Hi," Emma smiles down at Regina, before pressing a heart breaking kiss onto Regina's lips. A single tear finds its way down Regina's cheek, and the mayor can do nothing when Emma silently licks it away.

"Hi," Regina whispers back at Emma, smiling as best she can. Then she pulls Emma's head down to meet hers and their lips clash together urgently. Regina can taste herself on Emma and the familiar burning on her thighs will remind her of this for a good few days, but still, "She doesn't love you." And Regina just wants it to stop so she kisses her lover more forcefully and flipping them over so that Regina is straddling Emma's stomach.

Regina stops for a second to take in Emma, eye lids heavy, pupils dilated, her chest is heaving and it's hard for Regina to believe that she did this.

Then Emma breathes her name, so silently that Regina isn't even sure it happened. But that sound is like the starting gun at a horse race, and suddenly Regina is everywhere. Her mouth is burning a hot trail from Emma's neck down through the valley between her breasts and back again, stopping to ring her tongue torturously slowly around her hardened nipples. Her hands are gently caressing the inside of her thighs and getting so almost there but never actually there.

"Gina!" It's somewhere between a whine and a moan and it makes Regina stop for a split second, Emma looks into brown orbs and her lover smirks and tuts.

"Patience, my dear," And then Regina is inside her, just the tips of her fingers but enough to make Emma squirm, slowly Regina pushes further, deeper inside of Emma and it's all Emma can do not to just grab her hand and get all of Regina right now. But she doesn't, because she knows she likes this, Regina knows she likes this, and in the end the fact that they know each other like this is all that matters "Is a virtue."

"Regina!" Emma breathes heavily as she feels the fingers inside of her curl and uncurl torturously slow. "God, Gina I…"

Regina's lips are on hers again, heavy and insistent, Emma succumbs to Regina as her lovers fingers hit right there and Emma gasps, leaving her mouth free for Regina's tongue to explore. Emma begins to raise her hips to meet Regina's thrusts as the mayor moves quicker, matching her hands pace with her tongue. When Emma clenches around Regina's fingers, she doesn't stop, she thrusts deeper with every twitch of Emma's orgasm, helping Emma ride the high for as long as possible.

Emma cries out when Regina releases her mouth, a mixture of curse words and Regina's name, and other mumbled words that Regina can't quite make out and when she's done, Emma looks into Regina's eyes and smirks. Lunging up to where Regina is sitting watching Emma, the blonder wrestles her lover back to the floor.

"My turn," Emma smirks, pecking Regina on the lips.

It's a long time before either one of them tire enough to stop. But when they are, Regina crawls tiredly that little distance to Emma and slumps down with her ear against Emma's heart. The frantic thudding makes Regina smirk and the brunette shivers slightly as Emma's arms come round to hug her. Emma takes the hand lying on her stomach and entwines her fingers with Regina's, gently kissing each knuckle before dropping both hands onto her stomach. Emma nestles her cheek firmly against Regina's hair. The pair snuggle further into each other and Regina closes her eyes, willing herself to fall asleep.

"Gina," Emma mumbles, Regina stays stock still and silent, begging whoever it is she should beg not to do this to her. "I love you too."

Finally, Regina cries.

"She doesn't love you."