A/N: Last installment so I can get back to my longer stories in progress, Savior and A Second Chance. And, you know, schoolwork.
For the week since she'd been back in Storybrooke, Regina had absolutely hated waking in the morning. With no Henry, no friends, no job, there didn't seem to be much of a reason to go through the motions. But before she was even lucid, Regina knew today was different. She was naked, for starters, and there was someone pressed up against her.
What woke her hadn't been her alarm, but fingers tracing down the side of her face, stroking over her hair, trailing over her arm. She opened her eyes to see Emma propped up beside her, a smile on her face unlike any Regina had received before.
"Good morning," Emma said softly, stilling her hand against Regina's cheek.
Regina's smile was just as blissful as Emma's. "Since when are you such an early riser?"
"Since I started having to get a kid off to school in the morning." The words, while light, sent a pang through both women: sadness for Regina, guilt for Emma. But then the blonde leaned down for a kiss and they put thoughts of Henry aside for now. "Besides, I believe I owe you."
Memories of the night before flooded back, and Regina's breath hitched at the thought of the look on Emma's face when she came again and again. "And you want to settle your debts as soon as possible?"
"Oh no," Emma said with a wicked smile and a shake of her head. "I need to get started early because this could take hours."
At that, Regina forgot to breathe altogether. Emma kissed a painfully slow trail down Regina's neck, and the brunette felt her body waking. She tangled her fingers in Emma's hair and brought her back up to her lips in a kiss that quickly felt just as desperate as those they had shared the day before. Emma shifted over Regina yet again, brushing her fingertips down her sides before back up to move feather-light over Regina's breasts.
Regina arched up to meet Emma's hands in a way that would have embarrassed her if she'd been with anyone else. But Emma just smiled against her lips and gave her what she wanted, teasing Regina's nipples between her fingers to the point of pain. And then Emma was down, replacing her fingers with her mouth, and Regina let out a cry that, Emma or not, was fairly embarrassing. She'd never needed someone this much, this fast. But Emma released her and looked up at her fondly.
"You are terribly sexy," she told Regina, eyes glittering. "And I might love you, just a little."
"Come here," Regina ordered, crashing her lips against Emma's as soon as the blonde was close enough. There was no question in her mind, not after the way she'd felt when she let Emma go a year earlier. Not after the quiet moment in her office the day before when Emma had explained just how much she believed in her.
She knew she should have said the words back, but Emma's lips and tongue were relentless. She felt the blonde squeeze lightly at her hip, and before she knew it that hand was moving inward until it reached the arousal left over from the night before and ignited once again this morning. Regina tilted her head away from the kiss, desperate for breath, desperate for more touch. And Emma, bless her, didn't tease. She just bent one of Regina's knees up to give herself better access and entered her swiftly.
"Em…" Regina whispered breathily as the blonde began to move her fingers steadily in and out. Emma was still looking at her with so much love, and just a hint of mischief.
"Regina," she countered as she circled her thumb around Regina's clit, getting a jerk of her hips in return. "Consider this payback." She sped up her thrusts, pressing her thumb down firmly and bringing her lips to the brunette's breast once more. Regina's cries went surprisingly high pitched, and Emma smiled to herself but didn't stop. She wanted to see that beautiful body bending up towards her, that beautiful face as it contorted in pleasure. She bit down hard, and Regina shook as she crashed over the edge.
Payback was right, Regina realized as Emma slipped down the length of her body. The blonde had certainly always been a challenge. Regina watched, eyes glazed, as Emma bent down to taste her.
Regina had never had someone's mouth on her like this. It was overwhelming, the wet strokes of Emma's tongue. It was almost too much, and Regina twisted on the bed, both trying and not trying to get away from the nearly painful stimulation. The combination of Emma's skilled mouth and the fingers still filling her had Regina desperate and gasping. She could see the smile in Emma's green eyes when she shattered.
This time, Emma gave Regina a moment to recover, curling up beside the brunette and holding her as she eased back down. "Emma," Regina whispered emphatically as soon as she could find her voice again.
"Don't worry." Emma pecked Regina's cheek. "There will be plenty more where that came from. Today and all the days after."
Regina wrapped her arms tight around Emma. "I missed you." She had, so much. All of the little infuriating things that made her Emma. "Don't leave me again."
"You kind of insisted." Emma gave her a lopsided smile, remembering how terrible that day had been. How devastating. "But Henry and I are here to stay, I promise."
Regina closed her eyes, reveling in the closeness. In the future that, maybe, they could have together.
"Don't get too comfortable," Emma added, wriggling out of the embrace and straddling Regina. "We're far from finished."