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Emma leans in a little closer to Regina and gently presses her lips to the shorter woman's olive cheek. The brunette closes her eyes and ad enjoys the feel of Emma against her. She doesn't want to remove her lips from Regina but she does so she can whisper in her ear, "I would love to kiss you properly but my boss is around somewhere and it appears we have a bit of an audience." Regina looks up at Emma and turns slightly, following the blondes eyes, to see her friend smiling gleefully as she accepts a note from Zelena.

"I'm twenty dollars down because of you two," she huffs as she makes her way to the boot of the car.

"You bet on us?" Regina asks as she takes a step from Emma but still allowing the blonde to hold her hand.

"Yeah, I thought you two would be like dogs in heat as soon as you laid eyes on each other."

Kathryn sniggers and the other blonde blushes profusely.

"Remember what I told you about the pillow, dear sister," the brunette warns with fake sweetness in her voice.

Zelena sees the confusion across Emma's face so jumps in with, "oh yes, Regina here, is a bit of a pillow princess, blondie. You can handle that, right?"

Emma doesn't know what to say or where to look so she decided to grab Regina's case from the car as the other two have already taken theirs out.

"The orienteering meeting has just started so if you'll follow me, please." She completely ignores what Zelena said.

Regina gives her a weak smile then dutifully follows behind.

"You're taking her suitcase for her? What about ours? That's favouritism," the redhead says with mock annoyance.

Emma turns her head to her, "Yeah, I guess it is," before winking at Regina and continuing into the building.

Zelena smiles at Kathryn, receiving one in return. It seems blondie can handle herself just fine.

They quietly make their way into the main room, where Graham is going over a few safety procedures. The three women take their seats and Emma heads to the front of the room to join her colleagues. She removes her high visibility jacket and places it over the back of her seat before sitting down. Regina forgets to breathe for a second, she knew the blonde kept herself in good shape but she had no idea just how much. She could see the blondes traps quite clearly and her biceps were being constricted by her tight fitting top. The dress shirt that Emma had worn on the first night they met was nowhere near this tight, and had obviously done a good job of concealing her body beneath it. The hoody she had worn during their Skype chat had given nothing away either. Regina felt herself flush, even more so when she felt her sisters eyes burning holes into the side of her head. She was trying but failing miserably to not give anything away, but it was hard because she knew the redhead would have a demented smile plastered all over her face. After greedily taking in the blondes body her eyes roamed up to meet Emma's, who had obviously caught the brunette staring. She was used to women throwing themselves at her on these courses and it always made her uncomfortable but she was enjoying the attention of the brunette. She gave a coy smile and then turned to look at Graham as he finished up going through the safety procedures.

Graham then began introducing all the staff that would be looking after them that weekend. He started with Ruby, Merida, then Philip, and finally Emma. As soon as he said her name a big whoop, and clapping started from the back row. Everyone in the room turned to see Zelena causing the ruckus with a huge smile on her face. Regina quickly put her head down, hoping that no one would associate the two of them.

Unphased by everyone staring, the redhead shouted, "huge fan of her work," before telling Graham to continue. He cleared his throat then gave a brief description of what Emma would be doing that weekend, as he had done with all his other colleagues.

Once everyone had been assigned to their cabins and given an information pack, he told them to go freshen up and to return in an hour for some food and drink.

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When Kathryn opens the door to their cabin they are all very pleased to see it decorated in a rustic style but with modern facilities. Emma had already put Regina's mind to ease about their lodgings when she had begun to worry about bunkbeds and communal showers during their Skype chat. Emma had laughed it off and told her it wasn't a summer camp for kids.

The Mayor is the first one into the bathroom with a change of clothes, something more 'forest' appropriate she had told the girls. A few minutes later she comes out in jeans, a snug black t-shirt, and a plaid shirt over it. It wasn't something she usually wore outside of her home but Emma had assured her that 'casual' was the way to go for the weekend.

"I see you will be going full on lezza this weekend," Zelena teases.

"Emma told me what to pack, this is entirely appropriate, which is more than what I can say for your footwear." They all look down at the redheads three inch heels.

"Some of us just can't switch off our style," she replies as she dramatically throws her hair over her shoulder.

Regina can't help but smile, as big of a pain in the arse as her sister is, she knows she wouldn't be here without her meddling. Once they have all unpacked and claimed their beds they make their way over to the main building.

The brunette immediately zones in on Emma, still in her uniform, talking to an older couple. They make their way over to the bar, or at least what passes as a bar. Zelena was disappointed that they didn't serve cocktails, but continued to ask the barman if he was sure he couldn't provide her with a 'screaming orgasm'. Regina quickly ordered three glasses of wine before her sister could say anything else. There was a buffet set up against the far wall and people were milling about, chatting and getting to know each other. Once they had their drinks in hand they decided to go find a table and get something to eat.

As Regina was about to pull out her chosen seat she was beaten to it by a smiling Emma just behind her.

"Hi," the blonde beamed.

"Hello, dear. Is this a service you provide to all the guests?" She quips before taking the offered seat.

"Nah, this is the premium package, exclusively for Goddess' only."

Zelena declares that she and Kathryn are going to grab some food before they catch diabetes.

The two women laugh a little and Emma pulls out a seat for herself. "So are the cabins up to your standards?"

"Not a bunkbed in sight so it shall suffice."

"I'm glad to hear it, it wouldn't do to have you fleeing already."

"Not a chance." She bites her bottom lip and Emma's not sure she's going to be as professional as she should be this weekend. She wants nothing more than to close the distance between them and pull that bottom lip from between Regina's teeth, with her own lips. They are both pulled from their less than pure thoughts by the brunettes stomach very rudely imitating a dying whale.

"Sorry," she blushes.

"It's my fault, I should leave you to get some food. Besides, I have to mingle with everyone," she frowns at the thought of leaving Regina. "Oh, and try the lasagne, it's delicious," she says before getting up to leave.

The evening passes with stolen glances and shared smiles between the women and after a couple of hours, most people have made their way to their cabins for the night. Emma volunteers to tidy up, her sole purpose being to hang back with Regina. Ruby gives her a knowing smile but neither she nor the other instructors argue, all of them happy to be able to call it a night. When they've all left she takes her phone out of her pocket, sends Regina a text, then starts cleaning up the place.

Across the room, the woman of her affections feels her phone vibrate in her jeans.

"I'm just about to ask everyone to leave, would you like to hang back with me for a bit?"

"Is this all part of the premium package?" She looks over at Emma once she has sent it.

Emma simply winks at her, the implication obvious, and continues cleaning up.

Regina gets her sister and Kathryn to leave, after they have drunkenly teased her for a bit. In the meantime, Emma has managed to get the last few people to drink up and head towards the exit.

When it is just the two of them left she walks over to Regina, smiling all the while. "Have you had a good night?"

"Apart from you lying to me, it's been ok," she keeps a serious face before continuing, "that lasagne was not at all delicious."

She can't help but chuckle, "damn, I had a mini heart attack then! And I will have you know, that is the best lasagne I have ever eaten," she moves a little closer.

"I think it must be the only lasagne you've ever eaten if you think it's good," Regina teases as she closes the last bit of distance between them, running her hands up those biceps she's been dying to touch all night before wrapping her arms loosely around the blondes neck. She can feel the blonde stiffen up in her arms. "Relax, it's just us." She looks around to make her point, "you did say earlier that you wanted to kiss me properly, if we didn't have an audience. Well, I don't see anyone around, do you?"

She feels Emma finally put her strong hands on her, holding Regina close to her own body, by her hips. Their foreheads meet, eyes boring into each other. "It's been hard to notice anyone else but you in this room all night," she whispers against those lips that she's fantasised about in the privacy of her bedroom. She nuzzles her nose into the brunettes, gently trying to convey the intimacy she feels for this beautiful woman in her arms. Regina's breath hitches and her eyes close, lips slightly apart. That's the last thing Emma sees before closing her own eyes and brushing her lips slowly against the plumper ones. It's slow and tentative, just feeling each other, happy to finally be back together. Regina is the first to show her lack of patience and firmly but slowly swipes her tongue against the blondes bottom lip, silently pleading for me.

This is all the permission she needs to deepen the kiss. Her hands move to tenderly cup the brunettes face, causing a happy sigh to escape those crimson painted lips. Their tongues in a rhythmic dance of affection and longing, relaying more than any words ever could.

They both begin to slow the kiss down as their need for oxygen increases. Emma slowly pulls away with a gentle suck on the brunettes bottom lip. They don't break the distance between them, they are still clinging onto one another. She hums against an olive cheek as her arms wrap around the petite torso, holding her against her own.

"I must say, I'm beginning to see the benefits of this premium package."

Emma laughs out loud, pulling back to look into brown eyes and asks, "that's the first thing you say after we kiss?"

"You're lucky I managed to string a full sentence together, Miss Swan. You are quite the kisser."

She blushes and moves to bury her face into a tanned neck, laying small kisses on the available skin. "You're not too bad yourself," she murmurs between kisses.

Regina musters up all the strength she can to pull away from the blonde, offering her a smile. "We really should stop before I end up with a hickey."

"Would that really be so bad?" She says with a pout.

"You've met my sister, how do you think the rest of the weekend would transpire if I returned the cabin with a love bite?" She said with a raised eyebrow.

"Good point. I'm pretty sure we would be tormented to within an inch of our lives."

"At the very least! Now, how about I help you clean up this place and you can walk me back to my cabin?"

"Sounds like a plan," she agrees, before leaning in for a more reserved kiss.

Once they have tidied up they walk out into the chilly spring air. Regina immediately shivers and before she can even rub her hands over her arms she feels Emma draping her thin but windproof, work jacket over her shoulders.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

They walk next to each other in giddy silence until they are outside Regina's cabin. She takes off the jacket and hands it back to Emma.

"If you need anything, I'm just in that cabin over there," she points to the first in a line of eight cabins.

"Anything, hmm?" She says with a glint in her eye as she runs her hand over Emma's firm stomach. She can feel definition between each muscle hidden beneath the blondes top, and she's not too proud to admit that it does something to her.

"I'm sharing with Ruby, so maybe not anything," she shyly smiles.

A noise from the cabin pulls them out of their little world. They look over to see Zelena's nose pressed firmly against the window, giving her 'piggy' features. They both laugh at the woman being pulled away by Kathryn. They decided that it really was time to say goodnight. Emma watches the brunette make her way inside before turning to leave for her own cabin, unable to wipe the smile off her face.

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Regina made her way to the bedroom to find the other two women sitting on her bed with huge, devious, smiles on their faces.

She sighs and sits down onto one of the free beds, "what do you want to know?" The brunette is aware that she won't be given any peace to sleep until their curiosity is sated.

"Everything!" They demand in unison.

"We kissed," she admits with a blush and a smile.

"Judging by the look on your face, it was good?" Kathryn asks.

"It was incredible," she says with a dreamy sigh before letting her body fall back against the bed.

Kathryn and Zelena look at each other, completely shocked that the hard ass Mayor is sighing like a teenager who has just had her first kiss ever.

"She has this gentle power about her. She could have easily taken what she wanted from the kiss but it felt more like she was trying to give herself to me through it. Does that sound stupid?"

"Yes."

"No."

Zelena and Kathryn say at the same time.

"It's about time you had this in your life Regina," Kathryn says sweetly.

Zelena goes to lay next to her sister and they both turn their heads to look at each other. "I'm really happy for you, Sis, but get the hell off my bed. These sheets aren't wipe clean, and I don't want you leaving a snail trail everywhere."

Regina snorts in amusement and moves to go to the bathroom to start her nightly routine.

"I think operation 'wet crotch' is going to go down in history as a stroke of genius," the redhead states confidently.

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"So, how was it? What happened? How far did you go?"

"Holy shit, Ruby. Let me get in the door before we play a hundred questions, will ya?"

"I have been waiting patiently for aaaaages, now spill!"

"It was only about half an hour."

"A lot can happen in half an hour, trust me. There was this one time I went into town on my lunch break, and met this gorgeous woman in a café, anyway, long story short, four orgasms later I was driving back to work without the dress I had gone into town to pick up."

"Fascinating story. Really. She should tell that at parties," the blonde deadpans.

"Ha-ha assface. Now spill."

"We may have kissed," she shares, unable to keep her smile at bay.

"Yay! Ems, this is awesome. Can I be your bridesmaid?"

"Just a little bit too early for that, don't you think, Rubes?"

"You mark my words, I'm always right about these things. I knew that Neal and Tamara were hooking up before they even told anyone."

"That's because you are a nosey cow."

"I prefer to call it intuition."

Emma laughs at her deluded friend. "She's not like any woman I have ever met before her. It's early days, and I don't want to jinx anything, but this feels special."

Ruby barrels into Emma, throwing her arms around her. "I also want to be Godmother to all the Swan-Mills babies you are going to have."

"Shut up, Rubes," she laughs and untangles herself from the brunettes long limbs.

Emma gets changed into her sleepwear and sends a text to the woman that causes her stomach to knot, and her palms to sweat every time she sees her.

"I hope Zelena didn't give you too much trouble."

"Nothing I couldn't handle. Goodnight, Miss Swan xxx."

"Goodnight, Mayor Mills."