Emma woke up, completely drenched in sweat. Her eyes closed as she willed the images from her mind. She hated the fact that she still had dreams every night and she still woke up completely drenched. Even worse was the fact that she was in Regina's guest room after they had drank way too much last night.
She tried to take deep breaths to calm herself down as she kicked off the sheets. Regina's guest bed was comfortable but the soaked sheets definitely weren't. She got up from the bed and gathered the sheets together and she tried to figure out her next move. Taking the sheets to the laundry machine wasn't that big of a deal, sleeping on an a bare mattress definitely was.
Emma sighed as she threw the covers on the ground, she hated this. This constant indecisiveness and just standing frozen to the ground while weighing her options was absolutely exhausting. Regina had told her to wake her up if she needed anything, but she wasn't quite sure if this is what Regina had meant and waking up the former Evil Queen in the middle of the night seemed like a bad idea.
She still found herself tiptoeing to Regina's room and softly knocked on the door before opening it and stepping inside. "Regina," she whispered.
Regina groaned in her sleep and rolled over before rubbing her eyes, "Emma? Are you okay?"
"Mhm, where do you keep the sheets? I kinda had a nightmare, sheets are soaked in sweat. I need to change them."
Regina's lips curled up in a small smile, before she pulled the covers back, "Come here, you can sleep here. No need to change the sheets in the middle of the night."
Emma swallowed thickly as she moved over to the other side of the bed and slipped under the sheets next to Regina. "Your bed is even more comfortable than the one I slept in. Didn't think that was possible. I may need to steal your bed and move it to my house." Emma groaned silently as she rambled on.
"What was your nightmare about," Regina asked as she rolled over to her side and laid her head on her hand.
"Same thing," Emma quietly said. "I don't know how to stop them, I have no control over them."
"You still have them every night?"
"Yeah. They aren't always as bad, but it's like as soon as I lower my defenses the nightmares just pour in and it's killing me. I just need them to stop." Emma's voice was filled with desperation, she was exhausted and the nightmares that kept her awake every night were draining her.
"I think you may need to rethink this whole grief counseling thing. I know you're opposed to it, but I think it may really help you. I can help you with a lot, talk to you and comfort you but I cannot take away your nightmares," Regina quietly said as she looked at Emma.
"I never would expect you to, I've thought about the grief counseling, but I also kinda feel like I'm working on getting myself back together. Would it really be worth to start it all up again?"
Regina reached out and took Emma's hand in hers, "I know you're trying hard, but it's never going to go away completely, Emma. The nightmares aren't going to stop if part of you still refuses to completely go there. The counseling may help with it, but you have time. You don't have to decide today."
"I know," Emma said as she mindlessly intertwined her fingers with Regina. "Do we need to talk about what happened earlier?"
"If you want," Regina offered quietly. "If it's too much, I understand."
"Was it just because we drank too much?"
"Never, Emma. You won't be tomorrow's regret. I-I think I've wanted to do that for quite some time now and I sincerely apologize if it made you feel uncomfortable."
Emma rolled over on her side, "It didn't. I think it was the first time something actually felt right. I wouldn't be opposed to it happening again."
Regina smiled, "What about when you're sober tomorrow? Will I be tomorrow's regret?"
Emma shook her head, "You could never be tomorrow's regret. You may be yesterday's and the days before that. Sometimes I feel like we wasted a lot of time fighting all these years, but then again, there was always something more than the just the fighting, wasn't there?"
Regina nodded and grinned, "Sexual tension?"
Emma blushed, "Something like that. I mean, I don't know if it was always like that, but fighting with you was definitely always more than just about the fighting." Emma shrugged, "I don't even know. I think I'm sleep deprived, I may not make sense."
"You make all the sense in the world, Emma." Regina inched a little closer to Emma and cupped her cheek, "Do you want me to kiss you again?"
Emma nodded as she felt the flutter in her stomach. When Regina had kissed her earlier it felt as if heaven itself had come crashing down on her. She licked her dry lips when Regina leaned in and when those soft lips brushed over hers once more, she leaned in to return the kiss. Regina's tongue moved slowly over Emma's lower lip before seeking access into her mouth. A small moan escaped from Emma's throat when Regina deepened the kiss and pulled Emma closer to her as her hand wrapped around Emma's waist.
After several minutes of a heated make-out session, Regina pulled back, "I think we need to stop. I am not sure I can hold myself back from wanting more."
Emma moved to straddle Regina, "Do you want to stop?"
"No," Regina breathed out as her hand moved to the back of Emma's neck and pulled her close as she crashed their lips together. She moaned softly when Emma pressed into her.
"Neither do I," Emma whispered. She leaned forward once more and left a trail of kisses from Regina's jaw to her neck, she sucked the delicate skin into her mouth and smiled against her skin when Regina's nails dug into her ribs.
For some reason she knew it would be this way between them, no hour long conversations to talk about wants and desires, instead they would engage and indulge each other. They could talk later, they always seemed to talk later and it worked for them.
Within minutes the room was filled with nothing but the sounds of moans that Emma elicited from Regina as she sucked and licked over her pulse point, before sitting back and pulling Regina up to a sitting positon to remove her shirt. "You're so beautiful," Emma whispered as trembling finger tips moved from Regina's shoulder down to her collarbones, to the bra that held the firm breasts. A thumb boldly moved over a rigid peak and she made eye contact with Regina before moving her hands to the backside to remove the bra altogether.
Emma gently pushed Regina down into the pillow again before taking off her own shirt and bra and reached out with a hand and gently stroked up Emma's side. Regina's touches brought back memories of how she had once been slapped in the face, yet now those same slender fingers softly explored every inch of uncovered skin. Her head fell back as Regina pulled her down and kissed her hungrily as her nails dug into Emma's back, leaving red welts that she immediately soothed with soft finger tips.
With strength that Emma didn't know Regina possessed she was suddenly being pushed down into the mattress and a small moan escaped her throat when Regina gave her a small wink and whispered, "I want you naked, right now." The words were immediately followed by a wave of the hand and both women lay naked together, neither moving as they took in the feeling of skin against skin.
"God, teach me how to do that," Emma breathed out as Regina kissed down her jawline and let her tongue slide over the outer shell of her ear.
"I will teach you that and so much more," Regina murmured. "But, right now… I just want to make you feel good, Emma. Will you let me do that? Will you let me take care of you?"
Emma nodded and was completely lost in sensations as Regina hands and mouth explored every inch of skin. Each caress was immediately followed by an eager tongue that left wet trails down her body and as Regina slid lower down her body, she pressed her knee tight against Regina's core. The wetness she felt there was nothing compared to the wetness that had gathered between her own legs and as Regina came closer to where she wanted her most, her moans grew louder. "Please, Regina…"
"I've got you, Emma," Regina murmured as her lips nipped at Emma's inner thighs before soft finger tips trailed further up and when a tentative finger finally slid over Emma's slit, she gasped and grabbed the bedsheets in clenched fists. She had never felt like this before, Regina's tongue slid through her wet folds and when it flicked against her clit, Emma cried out for more.
Regina's index finger slowly moved inside of Emma and she groaned when it moved in and out of her as Regina's lips wrapped themselves around Emma's clit before sucking it into her mouth. Her hands moved to Regina's hair and burrowed themselves in the dark curls as she pressed Regina's face tighter to her core.
"Another one," Emma pleaded as her hips jerked and her clit throbbed with every lap of Regina's tongue. When Regina indulged the request her back arched off the mattress at the 'come-hither' movement of those two fingers and she could feel herself getting wetter every second and she knew she wouldn't last long.
"I can't-"
"Let go, Emma," Regina encouragingly said as she flicked her tongue faster against the clit and when Emma came undone she quickly moved up her body as her hand cupped Emma's core and she kissed Emma fervently until she noticed the wetness on Emma's cheeks. She lay down next to Emma and held her close as her hand rubbed soothing circles on Emma's back. "Ssh, you're okay. I'm here," she whispered gently in her ear.
"I'm sorry, I don't know why I'm crying," Emma murmured with her head tucked under Regina's chin. "I'm such a mess."
"I'm sure there's a scientific reason, but I don't care about that. If you need to cry you can do that and I will hold you. You are beautiful, Emma, stronger than anyone I have ever met before, but right now, you don't have to be strong. Let me take care of you." She kept whispering soft words into Emma's ear and covered them up with a blanket as Emma's breathing became heavier. "I'm so proud of you," Regina murmured before kissing Emma's forehead as she drifted off into a deep sleep herself.
It wasn't until several hours later that Emma woke up incredibly confused as she lay naked in the arms of Storybrooke's own Mayor. It took several seconds to recall what had happened and a small smile crept up her face when she noticed how protectively she was being held. In the past couple of months no one had made her feel safer than Regina had. She had been there for Emma unconditionally and it had made all the difference in the world for Emma. Regina had refused to give up on Emma, and no matter how hard Emma pushed, Regina had never walked away from her.
She reached out with her hand and brushed the strands of hair from Regina's face. Regina really did take her pain away and whereas that would usually make her want to run from anyone, this time it made her want to show her gratitude to the brunette. Her fingers brushed lower down to Regina's lips that were still slightly swollen from their heated make-out session. When Regina whimpered, she leaned in closer and gave her a gentle kiss on the lips. Firm, but gentle hands dug into her back and Emma rolled Regina onto her back and moved to straddle her.
"What are you doing," Regina murmured as her hands gently stroked up and down Emma's thighs, lazily taking in the warmth of Emma's skin.
"I want to make love to you," Emma whispered as tentative fingers slowly moved down to the swell of Regina's breasts. Her thumbs rubbed over the hardened peaks and when Regina moaned a low, deep, and guttural moan she leaned down to take each nipple into her mouth. Her tongue flicked against one as her thumb and index finger rolled the other and she kept moving back and forth until Regina gently brushed her hand off and pulled Emma closer to her, capturing her mouth in a languid kiss.
"You don't have to-"
Whatever Regina started saying was cut off as Emma shushed her with a finger. "I know I don't have to. But, I want to." She smiled gently before her hand traveled further down south and the moan elicited from Regina as she slid a finger through Regina's wet folds, was music to her ears. The sound was her new addiction and she silently promised herself to elicit those noises from Regina for as long as she would let her.
"Gods, Emma…" Regina breathed out as Emma entered two fingers inside of her as her thumb rubbed over Regina's clit softly. She applied more pressure when she felt Regina tense up and rubbed faster over the bundle of nerves.
"You're the most gorgeous thing I've ever seen," Emma murmured in between kisses. "Can I taste you?" When Regina nodded, she smiled and removed her fingers from Regina and brought them to her mouth. A flush crept over her cheeks as she sucked the fingers into her mouth and moaned loudly at the tangy sweetness that was Regina's essence. "God, you taste marvelous. I want more of that," Emma huskily whispered before moving down Regina's body, leaving a trail of kisses.
She settled herself in between Regina's leg and wrapped her arms around her legs and blew hot breath against Regina's clit.
"Emma, please don't tease me," Regina moaned as one hand clutched the bedsheet and the other moved to spread herself further open for Emma.
It was the most delicious thing anyone had ever done for Emma and she eagerly inched in closer as she let her tongue slide through the wet folds. "You taste better than bear claws," Emma grinned when Regina snorted and lightly slapped her on the head.
"That's the most ridiculous thing anyone has ever said to-" Her words were replaced by a lingering moan as Emma thrust into her again with two fingers, her tongue lapped at the wetness and the clit that so eagerly peaked out from under its hood. There was nothing in this world that could compare to the way Regina moaned and trembled beneath her. When her eyes cast upwards to look at Regina and she noticed the lip that was firmly grasped between teeth – Emma knew that it was always meant to be this way. The Savior and the Mayor – Storybrooke's most famous citizens, pulled apart by fate, brought together by their son.
"Emma," Regina breathed out as her nails dug into Emma's skull. She knew exactly what Regina wanted and put all her focus on thrusting in and out of her in a fast pace as her tongue played with her clit. It wasn't long before Regina nearly screamed out and Emma chuckled at the hand that covered the Mayor's mouth as she climaxed. Emma was absolutely relentless as her tongue kept flicking against the clit until Regina finally pushed her head away from her core and beckoned her closer.
"That was amazing…" Emma breathed out as she laid down on top of Regina and gave her a soft kiss. "You are amazing." She left small kisses all over Regina's face until Regina chuckled and moved so that they were both on their sides. A leg was wrapped over Emma's waist and the knee that moved against her crotch made her throb all over again.
It was a throb that set in motion the rest of that night as passionate kisses were exchanged and hands, fingers, and mouths explored every nook and cranny of each other's body over and over again. Many hours later when Emma finally collapsed against the mattress and Regina rubbed lazy circles on her stomach, Emma look at Regina with questioning eyes.
"Ask me," she said simply and gave her a small kiss. Vulnerable eyes met with her own and she gave Emma a reassuring smile. "It's okay. Ask me."
"What does this mean?"
"What do you want it to mean?"
"I think I want to take you on a date," Emma said lovingly. "I think we skipped a step, it's not proper etiquette."
"Then on a date we shall go, on one condition."
"What's that?"
"We tell Henry. I don't want there to be any secrets between us and him."
Emma nodded, "Agreed. We can tell him when he comes back from his fishing trip. Until then, I want you all to myself. I'm nowhere near done with you yet, although for now… I think we could both do with some sleep."
Regina yawned as she drew Emma closer to her, "I couldn't agree more. Sweet sleep, Miss Swan."
Emma snorted, "Really?"
Regina winked, "One last time, for good measure."