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As I mentioned before... this chapter is shorter (and well, absurdly short really) but I felt like it was the right place to cut it.
So, that's what I did. ^^
Chapter 5 will be longer and also... the last one.
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CHAPTER 4
"Emma..." The dark haired woman lets out a shaky breath.
Her eyes are shut tightly again as she's trying to take in as much as possibly with all of her other senses.
Desperate to drown in this woman of cheap leather and cinnamon.
"Oh fuck." Said woman gasps... Uncertain of how exactly to handle the situation anymore...
This absolutely amazing and gorgeous person begging her the way she is... is… well, it's setting Emma Swan on fire to be honest.
That enthralling and immensely addictive scent the brunette always seems to give off… is now stronger and closer than ever.
The woman's slight tremble and the radiating of her wanton whimpers throughout her entire body feel so fragile and delicate beneath pale fingertips.
And then there's… that indescribable energy she carries with her everywhere and anywhere she goes.
That vibe that has been intimidating and intriguing Emma for what seems like forever… now in close up and ever so strong.
All of that… all of it…
Is what makes Emma realize that this is real… and it is happening… as Regina had so decidedly put it.
It's what sets apart the blonde's dreams from this reality…
Because as many times as she'd imagined being close, this close to Regina… so fucking close they can taste each other so deliciously…
there was no way of knowing how those gorgeous plump lips would taste in real life.
How it would actually be to feel them move against her own.
Current knowledge proves that Emma's imagination (although with very very high expectations…) has nothing on the real deal.
In the mean time… her goddess… the one she's been wanting to be with for so long... seems to be loosing herself in what's happening…
Ever since realization had hit her she'd felt like… like karma was hitting her hard…
As if she was being punished by life for all of the horrible crimes she'd committed back in the Enchanted Forest. Because, Emma… was for someone else.
How painful it had been to realize that that -once black and now beating and more capable of love than ever- heart of hers belonged to the Savior herself.
And now… this…
Emma was on her way to win over that woman of hers and then she… she'd turned around and planted her lips on none other's than her own… Regina Mills'.
It all seems so intense, doesn't it?... Is intense... And very very emotional.
"Baby" Regina then suddenly whines and Emma really can't believe her ears this time... The older woman begging for her attention... is one thing
but being called baby... by her... In that voice...
"Ffffuuck"
When Emma's eyes take in the woman's body, logically… all she wants to do is tear her clothes off there and in that moment but...
when her greens trace that beautiful face of Regina... She can't help but hesitate.
For some reason she finds herself rendered completely speechless.
To compensate for the lack of words she's producing to comfort her friend with she cups those soft yet damp cheeks of the woman.
"Emma?" Regina's eyes open and with that… the blonde's concern only grows. Sky rockets really.
Thick tears escape red-rimmed pitch-black eyes. The blonde swallows and wills her voice to work.
"What?" She whispers softly... and gently shows her concern for Regina's heart and feelings rather than react completely alarmed by the brunette's tear streaked cheeks.
"What's wrong?" Dark brown eye brows furrow in slight frustration now... Is she not about to be loved? Worshiped? Just moments ago it sure seemed like it? Finally...
"Nothing is wrong." Emma shakes her head and offers the other woman a sweet and genuine smile...
desperately hoping that Regina will find some or preferably a lot of comfort in it.
"Why aren't you... I don't know... undressing me...?"
The older woman's voice has taken on a rather accusing tone.
So, she sounds needy... Doesn't she have the right to be...?
Especially after... After being kissed like she never has been before? Being made to feel things she never has...
"Undressing you?" Emma's eye brows shoot up. Well, yeah that's… God she could definitely do that.
Is that really what Regina wants, though? Is that why she seems upset? Because this is taking too long?
Because she should already be ... doing things to her...
"Well... or something..." Regina nearly snaps. Her hands wave around at the mention of something... As if that will make it any clearer for the blonde.
As if something needs clarification. Which apparently for Emma –Regina inwardly groans- it does.
"Or something." Emma slowly says... Still trying to get a better understanding of why Regina looks so very overwhelmed and sad.
"Stop doing that." Okay, now Regina definitely snaps.
"Stop doing what?" Emma takes a step back in confusion... She should stop touching Regina? Did she cross a line? Regina was begging her, right?
Begging her to... Fuck... her, right? Not to stop...
"Repeating me" Regina deadpans... Now officially annoyed and most definitely frustrated.
"I'm sorry I wasn't" Emma shakes her head and looks down with narrowed eyes... growing frustrated herself and in addition to that... hurt... very much so.
"What's going on here?" Regina raises one eye brow threateningly high.
"Hey, do you wanna talk about it?" Emma looks up and offers the older woman a small smile.
Hoping to turn the mood around... and for Regina to open up to her... to tell her how she feels... why she is crying and why she's getting upset.
"If I want to talk about it?" The brunette says flatly...
"Okay I thought you weren't a fan of the whole repeating thing." Emma jokes and chuckles cutely...
"I am not. I'm just..." Regina swallows thickly and looks down... furrows her brows and looks back at Emma...
searching the younger woman's eyes for an explanation of what's happening. Could it be?
Surely Emma wouldn't...
She hadn't read into the younger woman's actions, had she?
"Are you alright, Regina?" The blonde takes a tentative step towards Regina again to reassure her physically... hug her perhaps? Definitely hug her.
"I..." But in that moment… dark brown eyes show rejection...
And Emma reads it instantly...
"I'm sorry... Maybe I shouldn't have..." She breathes... Feeling herself fall apart.
Regina gulps and draws her own painful conclusion… This can only mean one thing.
Her heart shatters and she snaps
"Get out." The Mayor's voice is cold and echo's through the living room as if the room is a fucking dungeon.
"What?" Emma's voice is nearly gone now. Strangled by emotion...
Regina's less okay with this than she seemed to be minutes ago… A lot less. The complete opposite really. What changed?
Had she just been messing with Emma?
Simply given into a foolish moment of weakness where she'd felt lonely and welcomed any form of comfort…
even if it came in the form of someone she could never actually want, let alone need… like that.
Someone like Emma…
And now… she'd come to her senses… realizes how once they cross this line…
Emma's going to always want and need more than she's able and willing to give her.
"Get out of my house. Now." Regina sneers.
Her eyes are practically burning holes into Emma's in a very very bad way...
scaring and scarring the younger woman's heart tremendously.
And it hurts so fucking much. So fucking much that Emma looses it…
She can feel how everything starts to slip away like quicksand… and is desperate to hold onto…
"Regina ... I'm so sorry... I... Please let's talk about this... I can't loose you... I can be your friend. I can do that. I'll just"
"Shut up and leave now" Regina's nose curls up in anger and disgust, Emma notices and lets out a loud, uncontrolled sob…
"Please." She cries.
"I don't want to see you anymore, Emma." But the former Queen's voice is cold and knows no mercy…
"What?" Emma's officially ready to puke herself inside out…
"I mean it." Regina breathes out quickly before she shuts the door forcefully and non-surprisingly breaks down and shatters.
Hate me yet? :/