A/N: My God, please excuse the bad editing! I truly have had no time to touch these old files since last year. Still, I hope you enjoy the story. Thank you thank you for your support of my book! I am eternally grateful.
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DNA (Jonnie Edward)
The air inside Emma's home encompassed something akin to ease and safety, it felt like happiness and safety.
Regina had insisted Mary Margaret would allow her to take care of Emma's injury. The teacher did so gladly.
The girls were in Emma's bedroom. Regina sat on the bed and studied her girlfriend from a short distance while she peeled the bloody top off her body. Warm eyes grew darker as she took in Emma's beautiful form. Her simple black bra, her striking, soft abdomen. Breathing in and out...
Regina stood from the bed and entwined their fingers; Emma complied silently. "Here, you should sit," Regina offered and turned to find what she needed from the small first aid kit on the bed.
Emma sat, and green eyes looked up while a concentrated Regina stood between her legs. Nothing compared to having Regina's entire focus. She gently cleansed Emma's lip with a wet piece of gauze.
Emma grinned while glistening eyes focused on everything in front of her. The sterile cotton felt cold on her cut lip; the contrast in color with the crimson smeared on it was definite, but what felt best was Regina's hand on her jaw while the other tended to her with so much care; it was captivating.
Brown eyes caught appreciative green ones shamelessly traveling along her features. Regina blushed and gazed into them. Her curious and disarming eyes roamed Emma. The air between them so thick. "Does it hurt still?" Regina asked and Emma shook her head; eyes never leaving her.
"No." she murmured.
Regina felt her pulse quicken, Emma always made her heart pound and reminded her that it was still beating strong; that she was so very alive. She was overcome by her body's commands but held back. Insecurity flashed her dark, irresistible eyes.
A nervous Regina hesitated, but Emma observed her, suddenly remembering Regina's guilt, feeling like she had pushed her to stay the night before.
She felt endeared wishing she could show Regina just how badly she burned for her. Emma smiled softly and brushed a few strands of dark hair away from her cheek.
Emma placed her hands on Regina's hips and looked up faithfully. "I want you, too," Emma murmured.
Regina closed her eyes while feeling Emma's touch run up her sides, gently pulling her down. Palms collided with the mattress and over each side of Emma's head. Their shimmering eyes on each other's lips; only inches away.
Emma brushed her slightly opened lips on Regina's warm neck; pale hands ran up enticing olive thighs, under her dress... pushing it north.
Lips hovering above the other, Regina shuddered, and her sweet tongue moved into Emma's mouth. One delicious stroke was enough to make Emma moan, their breathing so impatient. Pale hands found two smooth ass cheeks and squeezed them tightly. "Mmm... fuck, Regina," Emma felt the numbing threat in her veins.
Regina opened her beautiful mouth and claimed Emma's with coaxing grace. Her lip stung, but the pain was quickly soothed by Regina's sweet and luscious soft muscle.
Feeling a wicked pang assault her axis, Regina moaned. Keeping their hands off of each other was too difficult, or perhaps it was far too easy to get lost into this.
Tanned hips rocked against Emma's.
She was apocalyptically soft and delicately strong; her smell was divine... I would have chosen Emma Swan as my death over the alternate. Regina thought.
Emma's scent was unique to Regina, and Regina felt irresistibly drawn to it, to her, to her sweet breath and each curve her hands touched.
She ventured and touched Emma's denim covered sex; a moan fed softly to their careful kiss. Regina couldn't stop thinking of how good Emma had felt the night before between her legs; she was curious, and she wanted more. She had been dying to touch Emma's weakness, and her every strength. Regina wanted to see what her touch could do to Emma. She continued to rub her hand, and Emma breathed desperately, puffs of warm air rushed against Regina's cheek, lips. Regina broke the kiss feeling the ache between her hips tighten, molten.
She looked at Emma and her flushed state; Emma was overthrown by the ecstasy Regina was igniting inside her. —Regina bit her lower lip with want; dark eyes tried to keep connected to hooded green ones. The soft sounds coming out of Emma were the most beautiful and arousing thing she'd ever heard; Regina gasped, feeling hardness against her hand. Her desire melted like water. She shivered and whispered, "Emma..."
She saw her usually strong blonde turned into a puddle of vulnerable, heaving want. Emma's eyes pleaded for closeness and Regina kissed her ardently.
"Do you want me to stop?" Regina barely managed warmly onto bruised lips, now tasting the subtle iron in her lover's blood.
Emma bucked her hips into Regina's steady strokes on her hard, denim-covered arousal. With a whimper, her sweaty forehead sought refuge in Regina's neck. Emma bit back the sounds she knew would be too loud, God, she tried.
"Emma do you want me to stop?" Regina asked again while stroking still.
"N... no... please don't stop," Emma managed between hushed shudders.
Regina kissed Emma passionately; her agile hand still between hot, clothed, rocking hips. Rubbing, stroking. Fever flushing through her own face.
Suddenly, three knocks on the door broke the makeout session.
The smacking sound of their breaking kiss was muffled to Mary Margaret's voice. "Girls... dinner's ready,"
Brown eyes were wide as they scrambled up and sat on the bed. Their reddened lips glistening. Emma tried to steady her breathing despite the zealous erection hiding inside jeans. She immediately felt Regina shaking. "Hey... It's ok," She stroked her girlfriend's back gently.
Regina felt her heart pounding in her ears and Emma saw fear in her eyes.
Green eyes found brown ones soothingly. "Hey, hey... It's ok, baby, she's gone..." Emma reassured softly while Regina clung to the safety she saw in them and began to settle slowly. Emma placed her hand between her legs and continued to soothe Regina with the other. "It's ok... All right?" she cooed.
Regina glanced at her girlfriend's hard arousal threatening to bust out of her jeans and her brows crashed. She felt terrible. "Oh, Emma, I am so sorry," Regina tried to touch it but drew back before making things worse; hands reached for her milky, flushed face.
Emma shifted and pushed her legs together. Breaking this heated little makeout session was painful, as painful as her erection.
"Are you ok?" Regina asked worriedly. "You look like you're in pain."
The girl bit back a moan. "I am,"
"Oh, Em. Did I hurt you?" Regina was ready to turn the world upside down for her girl. Anything to make it better.
Emma pushed a soft smile. "No... you didn't... I've just been holding back too many of these since I met you," She blushed at the admission. "Without... you know... coming," she finished sheepishly.
"Epididymal hypertension," Regina found the term in her brain, she'd read about it before.
"What?"
"That is the scientific term for what you're experiencing." she clarified.
"Oh, —you mean blue balls?" Emma quipped.
Regina drew back with a confused look on her face. "Excuse me?"
A charming chuckle. "That's slang for what I'm experiencing."
"I am so sorry, Em... I didn't mean to," She frowned. "Why have you been holding back?" Regina questioned.
"What do you mean?" Emma continued to grab her hard parts. Knees finding each other.
"I mean why haven't you given yourself release? It isn't healthy to hold those." she explained.
Emma blushed again. "Because... they..." She shrugged. "I felt bad. —I just didn't wanna do it without you knowing. I guess it didn't seem right to get off thinking of you while being just friends."
Regina chuckled. "Oh, Emma..." She continued to try and bite back amusement.
Emma blushed harder. "What? Are you making fun of me?" She laughed with darting eyes.
"No." Regina tried her best to keep a straight face. "Of course not... I just."
"What?"
"I wasn't as respectful and thoughtful as you were to me," Regina confessed.
Green eyes widened. "Are you serious?" Jaw dropped slightly; Emma couldn't believe her pretty know it all was not as innocent as she seemed to be.
Regina blushed deeply and bit her lip, feeling Emma's mischievous eyes on her. "But only once!" she tried embarrassedly.
Emma smirked and leaned in to place a kiss on Regina's cheek. "It's ok, I'm flattered, actually."
"Really?" Guilt-ridden brown eyes found green ones.
"Yeah," Emma winked playfully. "It's hot." She blushed.
They laughed together.
Another knock on the door. "If you guys don't come down, I swear I'm gonna clean your plates."
They hear Neal's voice this time and chuckled.
At the dinner table sat the Swan family, including their visiting son and their guest Regina Mills.
Regina got to meet Emma's father, David, whom she thought had caring blue eyes. He was tall with sandy blonde hair and a charming aura. Regina realized that's where Emma got it from. The handsome man was certainly sweet.
The brother looked like the typical, unapologetic, and magnetic bad boy, but turned out to be much like Emma, charmingly quiet. Neal had been particularly thoughtful with Mary Margaret, and in Regina's eyes, any man who showed kindness and respect to his mother was most definitely honorable.
Dinner had been exceptionally delicious, as was the warm apple pie and vanilla ice cream in front of each of them.
Regina and Emma sat next to each other, while Emma munched on a perfect scoop of cinnamon-drenched, baked apple slice and pie crust.
Mary Margaret swallowed. "So, Regina, I heard you say in class that you would like to become a doctor one day. Have you always know this is the path you'd like to take?" she asked, glancing at her succulent desert and then the sweet girl.
Regina smiled as all eyes fell on her, including her girlfriend's. She cleared her throat. "Yes, I have always loved the idea. However, I believe my parent's influence has played a small part in that decision," She chuckled and shrugged. "I have been around doctors all my life, so it feels very organic."
Emma grinned and continued eating her delicious pie. Mary Margaret and David smiled as they listened to the girl. "That's beautiful Regina, a very honorable profession indeed; I'm sure such a sweet girl like you has a lot of healing to offer to this world."
"Thank you." Regina blushed but smiled proudly.
"Emma wants to be a cop," Neal voiced with mischievous and kind eyes, Regina turned to him in surprise. Emma kicked him under the table.
"Detective," she corrected, a little annoyed.
Mary Margaret and David smiled and went back to their treats. Regina turned to Emma, the wonder in her eyes bright and proud. "Really?" Regina asked.
Emma shrugged. "Yeah... I mean I know I have to be a cop first, but yeah that's the goal... I want to be a detective like my dad." she admitted.
The parents couldn't get enough of the way they looked at each other. Mary Margaret squeezed David's leg under the table and pouted lightly. She leaned in. "They are so adorable," she murmured.
Both girls realized there was so much they still didn't know. They wanted to know it all.
Regina caressed a pale hand gently. "I am sure you will be a fine detective someday, Em," She smiled and Emma nodded.
"Thanks."
Neal smirked to himself and felt a silent joy. He was happy for his sister; she deserves this.
"Everything was delicious, Miss Blanchard, thank you so much for inviting me," Regina said politely.
Mary Margaret smiled happily. "Aw, thank you, Regina... It was our pleasure having you; you are welcome here anytime."
"Thank you," Regina said.
Neal cleared his throat and pushed back his chair. "Yeah, mom, it was great, but if you guys excuse me, I need to make a call."
Mary Margaret watched him stand. "Oh, ok."
David chimed in, "And I need to go check on that security light in the back of the house," He kissed his wife on the cheek. "It was delicious honey, thank you." He stood to leave.
Mary Margaret's green eyes followed him up. "Oh... All right," The teacher suddenly looked at the girls. "Is it me or are they avoiding this mess?"
Emma smiled sheepishly, scratching the back of her head. "I um... I forgot I left my cell phone outside,"
Regina frowned at her girlfriend. "Emma!"
"What? I'll be right back," She stood and walked away with a smirk on her lips. Regina shook her head and bit back a laugh.
Mary Margaret scanned the empty, dirty plates and laughed. Regina was still gaping slightly and after a few seconds joined the teacher in laughter.
While Mary Margaret finished clearing the last dishes and put all leftovers in individual containers, lovely Regina and her soapy hands washed the last small pile of plates. The warm water felt good, and she sincerely enjoyed being able to engage in the domesticity of it all; she was mostly delighted by Mary Margaret's company. This chemistry felt good. The teacher, on her part, couldn't be happier; she thought Regina was a sight; she was thoughtful, sweet, smart and she seemed to care deeply for her darling daughter.
Emma, on the other hand, had swiftly escaped, leaving her willing and cooperative girlfriend behind. She went outside to find her cell phone and found brother sitting on the front steps. He seemed pensive and off. Emma sat next to him.
"Hey, everything ok?" she asked.
Neal grinned trying to seem tough as usual, but thoughts plagued his mind. "Yeah, Em, I'm all right. —Not as good as you, though." he finished with a teasing smirk.
Emma glowed. "She's amazing, isn't she?"
"Definitely a keeper," He looked at Emma with his squinting, soulful eyes. Emma knew something was going on; she could feel it.
Neal plucked a shiny, green leave from the bush next to him and began to fiddle with it. The night was fresh, and the crickets chimed in.
"Come on, Neal," Emma nudged his leg with hers gently. "Why are you really here?" she pried.
He turned to her. "Dad wasn't taking it so well, you know... when they pulled him off the case." he lied.
Emma frowned, knowing all too well the case was about people harassing her family because of her. She felt guilty, and a sad look crossed her gleaming eyes. She bowed her head. "I know... I heard them fighting about it the other day."
Neal felt bad for his little sister; she had dealt with enough all through her life... unfairly, and so had their parents while trying to protect her; enabling her to grow as a happy individual, just like everyone else. Humans sometimes had the potential to darken the beautiful. "I just wanted to make sure you were ok," he confessed, and she gave him a small, but honest smile.
"I am."
He smiled too. "I can see that. I'm happy for you, Em."
"Thanks," Emma said, and plucked a small red flower from the bush next to her. They both sat under the stars, feeling that fresh Boston evening.
Neal fixed his eyes on the leaf in his hand, taking in the green citrus scent oozing from it as he tore it in half. "Tamara showed up at my door with a one-year-old kid last week;" He looked at his sister.
Green eyes went round. "What?!" Emma gawked.
Neal threw the leaves to the ground and nodded. "Yeah..."
"What?!" Emma shook her head. "Wait— you have a kid? ...With Tamara?" She was shocked but not surprised; after all, they were high school sweethearts. "But I thought she had broken up with you and moved to L.A" Emma was confused.
"Yeah... so did I," he muttered and gently kicked an imaginary rock on the ground
"So, um..." Emma didn't want to offend. "Is he... or she yours?" she tried.
Neal raised a brow and smiled; Emma could swear she saw a gleam of pride flicker through. "He's a boy..." Neal grinned wider.
Emma smiled and nodded; she was trying to make the best out of the situation and support her brother.
"We're waiting on paternity test results," He shrugged knowingly. "But I have no doubts, Em, I mean she decided to do the test herself to prove it, I told her it wasn't necessary." He stared at the street lamps in the distance.
Emma sighed and leaned her head on his shoulder. Knowing how sometimes silent comfort was best for the heart.
A month passed, and it had proven to be the most amazing month in both Emma's and Regina's life. The excitement of their romance wore the color of their young and eager blood. It had been like floating on cloud nine —a soft, dreamy cloud that refused allow either one of them to fall through. Between Emma's soccer practice and their classes, the girls found the time to see each other of course, though it seemed they had spent more time on the phone and drama class than alone. It had been nearly impossible to find the space or right time to be alone with each other. Things remained on the other side of what had happened in Emma's room over that busted lip. Things didn't go beyond kissing. A lot of kissing.
But today was different. Having had enough of their demanding activities, Regina requested some alone time. They were at Regina's home, sitting in the living room, holding hands and laughing as they moved between cuddles and rosy confessions to each other's ears.
Emma had come to find that there was absolutely nothing in the world she adored more than Regina's smile, the tiny mole on her cheek, her tiny scar and her lips. Emma had found the keys to paradise in those sweet, sinful lips.
Their haven was disrupted like shattering glass. Regina frowned and rolled her eyes as Zelena's voice found her ears. Here we go. Again.
They turned and found an upset Zelena trailing after her collected mother into the living room.
"We are only going to the movie theater, Mother, not Sacramento! Besides, I am 19! I can do whatever I want!" she ranted.
Cora moved with her usually calm attitude and found the files she'd come looking for laying on the coffee table. She picked them up. "I told you, Zelena, I didn't want you hanging around that young man, and please, don't throw the age card in my face unless you want me to throw the trust fund one in yours." she finished, looking at her blue-eyed daughter who was a livid mess of fits.
"Arghhh!" She stomped her foot on the floor, frustrated. She couldn't fight that statement. Two more years and she'd have full access to her money; free to do as she pleased. Zelena rolled her eyes.
Emma had to admit that Zelena's ultrasonic voice when having a meltdown was something that took some getting used to, which she was slowly doing. It was uncomfortable, though. Regina shifted next to Emma and squeezed her thigh gently. Apologetically.
Emma pacified her with a nod and a wink. It was alright.
"Mother! He is outside waiting for me!" Blue eyes begged. "Please!"
Regina almost felt sorry for her sister.
Cora flipped through the papers shrugging with elegance and nonchalance, never looking up at the girl. "Then tell him to go."
"Please, Mom!" Zelena was at her seams. "It is just an innocent movie, what is he going to do there? Rob the theater?!" she blurted.
Regina rolled her eyes, thinking that if she were in her sister's shoes, trying to defend a case, that would have been the last thing to come out of her mouth.
Cora raised a brow looked at Zelena.
Zelena frowned and cursed her mouth a little. "I'm sorry," she muttered.
Cora had to admit that Zelena's interest in this boy seemed sincere, and even though she had prohibited the contact, a change in the girl was noticeable. Cora looked towards the couch where Regina and Emma sat looking up at them in awkward silence.
She pondered briefly. "All right, you may go;" Cora gave in, and Zelena's eyes almost jumped out of her smiling face.
"Are you serious?" she shrieked.
"Yes."
Zelena beamed.
"But only if Regina and Emma go with you two." Cora proposed.
A frown. "What?!" Zelena sputtered.
"What?" Regina added, and Emma ran her sweaty palms on her jeans. This was getting more and more uncomfortable by the second.
"You heard me," Cora grinned. "If your sister goes, you may go." She smiled and kissed both her daughters on the cheek. "Enjoy, my darlings," She left.
Zelena rolled her eyes and looked down at Regina. She really wanted to see Robin. This was better than nothing.
"So?" Blue eyes stared at brown ones.
Regina was in a tight spot, but she knew that if she said no, her sister would be bummed and impossible to deal with. Perhaps a movie wouldn't be so bad. A movie in Emma's arms would definitely be more than not bad.
She sighed and turned to Emma. "Would you like to go?"
Emma glanced between the Mills girls. "Yeah... sure, whatever you want is ok with me." she told Regina.
Zelena smiled; "All right, It is settled then, let's go."
Regina raised a brow. "Now?"
"Yes, Regina, didn't you hear me earlier? He's waiting outside. Now, let's go!" she finished, annoyed.
"Okay, but I am taking my car, Emma and I are not riding with him," Regina added.
Zelena shrugged. "Suit yourself." She couldn't care less.
"Ok, let me get my bag, and I'll meet you two outside," Regina said mostly to her girlfriend, Emma nodded and gave her a small smile.
Once outside, the retreating rays of the sun setting hit the Mills' brick mansion. The fresh smell of rain threatened to fall later that night. Emma walked out the door and saw Zelena rush to greet the smug guy leaning on a sports car.
Emma recognized him; they had played against his school in the past. He wore a smirk and chewed on gum. Zelena looped her arms around his neck, and his hands found her small waist.
They kissed briefly.
Emma felt a soft hand on her lower back. Regina was next to her smiling softly. "Are you ready?"
Emma nodded. "Yeah."
"Could you please drive?" Regina requested, handing her the car keys.
"Yeah, sure. Are you feeling ok?" Emma was careful with Regina; always making sure she wouldn't exhaust herself into fatigue. Cora had thoroughly drilled her on how serious Regina's condition was. Emma always watched over her without coddling. Regina hated being treated like a cripple.
"I am," Regina reassured her with a smile. "I just really don't feel like driving," she said honestly.
"Ok, move it lovebirds, we don't have all night," Zelena mocked while entwined in her boyfriend's arms.
Emma cocked her head to the side as she noticed the way Robin looked at Regina. Fire raced under her skin sending her composure into override. She clenched her jaw, placing a protective arm around her waist. Both Regina and Zelena were oblivious to Robin's lewd gaze.
Regina smiled intimately at Emma and entwined their fingers; she squeezed Emma's hand. "let's go."
Night had indeed fallen spectacularly. Emma held Regina's hand all through the ride as she followed Robin's car. When they finally arrived, Regina noticed the surroundings, realizing they were in the depths of Beacon Hill. This was a neighborhood, no movie theaters in sight. She exhaled and flared her nostrils.
As she hastily unfastened her seatbelt, Emma did the same. "Regina..."
"I should have known," Regina huffed and opened her door determined.
After closing it shut, she rushed to her sister who was now exiting Robin's car.
Emma killed the engine and exited Regina's car as well.
"Where are we, Zelena?" Regina demanded, upset.
"We, little sister," She grinned. "Are at a party, and if you say anything, you'll regret it." Zelena threatened with a smirk.
Regina crossed her arms and glared at her fearlessly. "You are such a child, Zelena, no wonder Mother doesn't trust you. You bring it upon yourself!"
Zelena rolled her eyes. "Save it, Regina. Are you coming or going?"
"I can't go back home without you! Have you lost your mind?!"
Emma was now standing next to her girlfriend; she placed a calming hand on her arm.
"Well it's your choice, Regina, you can go and tell on me or come, or stay out here, whatever you want."
Regina exhaled, visibly annoyed.
"Ok, so what's it gonna be?" Zelena demanded.
Regina huffed. "Just call me when your party is over." She took her lover's hand. "Let's go, Emma."
"Whatever," Zelena said, and turned to enter her party alongside Robin. Emma and Regina left.
After calming Regina down, Emma suggested taking her somewhere if she, of course, wanted to go and allowed.
A few minutes passed but between charming green eyes and a few intimate, sweet brushes of Emma's thumb on her hand, Regina was smiling again. She counted herself lucky, so lucky and falling deeper and deeper in love with Emma Swan as each day passed. She hadn't dared say the words, even though she'd been dying to let them fall from her mouth.
The green, secluded spot was exactly what Regina needed. It was far from everything and everyone. They could see the beautiful waters of the bay under the night, subtly touched by echoes of lights from the distant city and undertones of the silver moon rippling on them.
Emma's arms around her waist felt warm and perfect —Emma's breasts pressed on her back, simply divine. Regina smiled as the wind blew their locks along gently. Brown eyes wanted to close and relish the feeling but couldn't. Emma nuzzled softly on Regina's olive-toned neck and took in her scent, her womanhood, and the thumping flow, echoes of her beating heart. This was happiness.
"I love this, Em..." Regina said, still smiling and turned slightly, their lips inches from each other. "Thank you for bringing me here."
Emma melted inside as always, like soothing honey running down her soul. Regina's smile was the verge of a sin and her perfume another excuse. Her warmth and her life were her destinations. She leaned in and kissed those sweet lips. "I knew you'd love this place,"Emma looked forward into the dark waters, breathing in the vivid smell of rain narrowing down the window of its arrival. "It's just so beautiful and peaceful."
Regina bit her lip, gleaming brown looking into green eyes. "My beautiful Emma..."
Looking down at her, Emma felt the words. So hard to ignore. So good and sweet on the tip of her tongue. The taste wasn't mild. It was strong, oh, so very strong. They meant so much.
Both looked into each other longingly so. Wanting to speak their truth so badly. Eyes moved to lips and then back up. Hands brushed soft cheeks, noses lingered, and lips got lost. They kissed.
The sound soon began to match the smell, droplets of water started to fall, and their kiss broke. Both girls looked up at the sky laughing. Green eyes found Regina, and Emma's heart caught in her throat. Regina had closed her eyes, allowing the cold, scattered drops to fall on her skin.
It was everything. She was relishing the taste of love and life.
However, it seemed like seconds later; the faint drizzle turned into something more. Heavier blobs of water.
Emma flinched and laughed loudly. "Shit!"
Regina laughed, too, and it was music to Emma's ears. Regina let out a small high pitched scream, and Emma took her hand. They ran to find shelter in Regina's car.
The sound of the doors closing and free laughter mixing inside the car was like a gift. They were in the dry space, safe from the now roaring rain. The wind was pushing the falling liquid onto the glass with force. Like stinging whips.
Regina was wet, and she looked so beautiful. She laughed, smitten by the sudden rain-pour. "Oh, my God, where did that come from?" she asked in disbelief.
Emma was also lightly soaked. She took off her sweater, this action leaving her only wearing a black tank top and her jeans. She was sure her long, leather boots were drenched, too.
Regina swallowed as her eyes observed her girlfriend's lithe body. Oblivious, Emma tried to dry her face with the sweater.
Biting her lower lip, Regina smiled with shimmering eyes. "You are so beautiful."
Emma looked up into brown eyes and saw so much. She blushed. "Thank you," Emma murmured honestly, "but you are the beautiful one."
Regina closed her eyes, she took a deep breath and opened them again. "You have no idea... Do you?" She inched closer to Emma, despite the armrest between them. "How stunning you are, Emma. You have no idea of what you do to me,"
Emma blushed and dared. "Yeah?" She placed a kiss on Regina's lips. "Tell me... What do I do to you?"
Regina smiled in the soft kiss and purred. "You... make me feel crazy," She kissed Emma again, hungrier this time. "like I lose control of my body's reactions..." Regina pulled her closer.
Emma welcomed her in, touching her waist. Hooded eyes searching for one another. Their lips lingering.
"You make me want to be with you every second of every day... so much it hurts," Regina claimed Emma's lips and softly pushed her tongue into her mouth.
Green eyes fluttered shut. Regina felt so good; she tasted so good. Emma's grip on her hips tightened.
Regina bucked her hips forward on the seat, aimlessly searching for her girlfriend. She pushed her tongue deeper into Emma's welcoming mouth while Emma relished the kiss and sought it until it reached another level.
Regina felt Emma's hands on her thigh and faltered. They broke the fervent kiss with swollen lips and looked into each other's eyes. What they saw made their pulses quicken, it made their breathing unravel. Raging water continued to slam against the windows of Regina's car.
Emma allowed her forehead to fall onto Regina's gently, never breaking eye contact. Her hand ran up her thigh, passed her skirt and slowly making it under her blouse. Regina's breathing pierced her chest, and Emma ached inside. The burning began to spread through her neck and face. "Regina..." she murmured.
Regina closed her eyes relishing the feel of Emma's touch under her shirt. On her skin. Soft hands were moving up. —It was heaven.
Emma's hand found a soft satin cup, black straps brushing Regina's olive shoulders, and Emma wanted more.
Regina's shaky breaths on Emma's ear were consuming while a pale hand dipped in and found a tightening nipple. Regina's moan so vulnerable; goosebumps rushing through her skin like fire. Emma whimpered at the feeling on her digits. So raw and beautiful, so real... just like Regina's hushed, intimate sounds.
She continued to gently caress this new and enticing part of Regina's body, and Regina weakened at the tight feeling between her thighs. Emma's wet kisses on her neck were driving her mad. Her breathing grew desperate; the need to satiate her craving for Emma was as determined as the armrest between them. Poison lips sought for more skin to kiss. Her milky neck. "Let's go to the back..." Regina coaxed breathlessly to Emma's ear.
Emma shivered and swallowed hard; she nodded. "Okay."
They clumsily maneuvered their way to the back of the elegant vehicle. The smell of brand new leather mixed with sweet breaths and perfume would become a print they'd never forget.
Dark, shimmering eyes and wanting flushed lips found each other again, Emma laid on top of her lover, hands once again finding the warmth of her sides. Regina rocked her hips forward into Emma's, and Emma ground down into them. They met deliciously; no air in between, only heat.
The kiss escalated with the thrashing passion of the rain falling outside.
Breathing out of control; Emma's desire was so primal and raw. Regina was a heaving and aching mess under her. Under their moving hips. "Fuck, Regina..." Emma felt the hyper-aware pressure of her arousal against the tight denim of her jeans.
Regina arched and felt it push onto her clothed center. "Oh, Em..." she shivered with bruised lips that had to break away and express it all. Regina was heaving so deliciously; it drove Emma mad. Hazy green eyes found gleaming and darker ones looking up at her. Completely vulnerable and open.
Emma leaned into her neck and nibbled on the warm flesh there, making Regina writhe with desire. She'd never seen Regina's torso curve this way before, not even that night. Emma pushed a hand under her blouse again and moaned by her ear breathlessly. "I want you so much, Regina,"
Regina squeezed her eyes shut, and brows drew together. "I want you, too," She clenched her jaw and swallowed hard.
Emma's arousal grew harder, the sore, aching reality between her thighs made her mind so cloudy. All she could do was feel, touch... kiss, and love. Love her so much.
Regina looked into green eyes as her hands began to push Emma's shirt upwards. Emma squeezed her eyes shut and scraped the leather beneath her lover. "Wait." she urged.
Regina froze and gazed into her girlfriend's eyes intently. "What is it?"
Emma bit her lip and hesitated. "I..."
"We don't have to do anything, Em..." Regina softened and searched her eyes lovingly.
Emma shook her head. "No... It's not that; I want to... I just," she tried.
Regina searched noble green eyes ever deeper and caressed Emma's cheek. "Talk to me," she begged.
"I just... I don't want to hurt you."
Regina smiled softly. God, I love her. "Emma, you're not going to hurt me... I trust you," she reassured.
Emma shook her head again. That wasn't it. "I mean, your heart..." she finally confessed.
Regina took Emma's hand in hers and guided it to her very chest. She penetrated hesitant, green eyes with conviction. "Do you feel that?"
Emma nodded softly; feeling the wild and strong beat of Regina's heart against her palm.
"You're not going to break me, Emma... I am not weak," Regina gave her a watery chuckle with melancholic, welling eyes. To Emma, it felt more like Regina's plea to be heard and trusted, for her voice to be acknowledged.
"I want you and I trust you with my body," Regina offered openly.
Emma nodded and leaned into her beautiful lips. Regina opened her mouth allowing her in —Emma had rendered her wet. The tight sensation between her thighs was like a hunger that ran through and down her legs, leaving behind a perfect, gleaming mess. She pushed forward into Emma's hardness and moaned.
Emma gently took off Regina's blouse and discarded it somewhere between the front seats. She looked down at her tanned skin gasping almost inaudibly. Regina was like heat breaking through the chill, the rise and fall from the valley of her chest down shivering abdomen, her longing eyes.
Emma bit her lip as Regina reached under herself unhooking her bra. It rolled off her honey skin like a fatal tear, exposing herself to another human for the first time.
Emma swallowed hard while a craving rooted from the base of her body up into her heart. This was not a game; this was the ultimate gift.
"Oh, my God, Regina..." She weakened as her eyes discovered Regina with ache and awe. She ran a hand up her shivering abdomen until she found soft and hard flesh, so round and keen, just like the ultimate thrill. Regina closed her eyes, and Emma began to rock herself forward again, gently squeezing a supple breast.
Feeling the push of Emma's savage arousal, Regina whimpered and breathed harder. With rushing fever, she urged Emma's shirt off; her bra so easily discarded. Emma sat up nervously, and the sight of that milky torso made Regina weaken. Brown eyes welled up as she swallowed back the magnificent taste. The harmony of softness and strength was exquisite; curious eyes caressed the rosy hues on her blinding breasts. "Oh, Emma..." Regina gasped breathlessly as her open hand felt every inch of her abdomen. Darkly manicured nails contrasting so perfectly against white. Just like good and evil, just like life and death.
Regina pulled her lover into a carnal kiss. Emma whimpered, breathing heavily, and with flaring nostrils, she pushed Regina's skirt up her tanned thighs. Her shivering legs were like sacrificing everything for love. Emma pushed a hand between their heated bodies and brushed her fingers against Regina's warmest flesh.
As Emma moaned with eager eyes, Regina threw her head back biting her lip. Their naked torsos brushed together for the first time as Emma lowered her weight on Regina. She lost her mind, knowing she would forever be a pawn to Regina. A bishop, a rook. —A knight. Whatever she wanted or needed, she'd be it. Emma poured herself into a shameless kiss and continued to touch her; she pushed passed damp lace and felt something she had never felt before, Regina's drenched heat. Emma blushed and hissed. "Oh, God... baby, you're so wet," she whispered into her trembling lips.
Regina was close, so close to finding bliss; this wouldn't take long for her, she knew that much. She reached down and unzipped Emma's jeans.
Emma's breathing hitched as Regina's hand unbuttoned them, pushing down the waist along with soft underwear; releasing Emma's hard erection free. Regina felt the flesh exerting pressure on her lace covered sex and whimpered. She looked down between their bodies and saw it for the first time. Brown eyes then looked up and met green ones.
"Are you ok?" Emma asked softly. "We can stop..."
Regina shook her head and bit her lip. "Do you have a condom?"
Emma shook her head. "I don't..." she dreaded.
"You can withdraw, right?" Regina tried.
"You mean pull out?" Emma countered, endeared.
Regina nodded with dark, gleaming eyes.
"Yeah... of course," She reasoned. "But I can't get you pregnant if that's what you're worried about," she confessed.
Regina's forehead creased. "You can't— can't you conceive?"
"Not while on my blockers and meds, but it's reversible; for now. I mean, if I stopped them, I could... I'm not infertile yet, but I could be in the future," she answered honestly.
Regina swallowed and nodded. "Okay." She pulled Emma into a kiss and then stopped. "Wait."
"Yeah?" Green eyes wondered.
"Do you want babies... I mean in the future?"
Emma smiled and nodded. "I do..."
Regina eased and kissed her again.
Their arousal resumed. Regina's hand became brave and touched Emma's sex. Her breathing rushed as she felt the realness of it all. Just as Emma had when she had felt Regina's most intimate heat. This was real. This was her beautiful Emma. She stroked, and green eyes closed.
"Fuck..." Emma muttered and clenched her jaw.
Regina looked into her eyes with want and care. She stroke again. "I love the way it feels," she confessed in whispers.
Emma's skin was flushed and burning; she leaned in claiming Regina's lips with want. Regina's hands kneaded long, blonde hair while Emma pushed forward, her tight arousal grazing Regina's inner thighs. She pushed lace down olive skin, and Regina moaned as the hardness fell on her sex.
Regina opened her mouth and arched her body; sweet brown eyes rolled back in ecstasy.
Emma kissed her. "Regina..." she tried to pull her beautiful girl out of the fog.
Brown eyes fluttered opened. So honest, wanting, daring yet timid.
One last time before they crossed... "I love you," Emma professed for the first time, caressing her jawline.
Regina's eyes welled up; stinging emotions burned her lids in liquid form. She stroked her girlfriend's cheek and pulled her down till their foreheads touched. "I love you," she gave.
Emma's heart expanded, and never felt more ready to give herself away. To love and to her. She kissed Regina's mouth gently, guiding herself to that running and sleek heat.
Their breaths faltered as Emma pushed herself into Regina slowly, making her gasp and squeeze her eyes. Emma felt her world change, brighten so quickly; there was no coming back from this feeling. It was achy and sore, a pain that only Regina's velvet inside could soothe, so deliciously quell.
"Are you ok?" She barely managed.
Regina nodded softly. "It hurts a little,"
Emma's heart tore, and she frowned. "I don't want to hurt you..." She searched Regina's eyes with knitting brows.
"It's ok... I believe this is completely normal," Regina said, feeling her insides melt and burn with delicious pain.
"Are you sure?" Emma tried again.
Regina nodded. "It's ok, just keep going," she whispered with hazy eyes.
Emma nodded and continued to push herself into Regina's oblivion. Into a warm, soft, molten, and beautiful oblivion. Regina opened her mouth again and her jaw locked at the feel of Emma's pelvis push against her most sensitive nerve. With no space between them, Regina could see the entire universe behind her eyes. "Oh— Oh... God," She trembled.
Emma was losing her mind as Regina's safest place squeezed her so tightly. Emma tensed her grip on the leather seat and began to move her hips. The dull ache returning as she pulled out and so deliciously healing on the way in.
Regina's mouth never closed, while those pretty, black nails Emma loved ranked red marks on her fair back. Emma burned and whimpered while biting her lip.
In and out never looked more beautiful. "Oh..." Regina moaned. Emma's small and intimate sounds were no match for the beauty she was enthralled with. She could die after seeing Regina like this and do so happily.
With a thin dew of sweat, Emma leaned down to kiss her lips and continued to buck forward, pushing in and out.
Ignited by nature, Regina began to rock her hips, seeking purchase for her throbbing nerve.
The more they pushed and pulled the better it felt, Emma began to lose her grip and so did Regina, one harder thrust and Emma's lower abdomen hit Regina right where she needed her. "Oh, my God... Please!" Regina cried, desperately meeting Emma; her free hand opened on the back of the expensive leather seat.
Regina asked for more and Emma wanted more, she increased the pace, eagerly moving faster. Regina jaw froze in place as Emma's forehead fell on her sweaty chest. The smell of arousal and perfume. The rain, that would forever remain.
Emma moaned with each quick push; she squeezed her eyes. "I can't hold it anymore... I have to pull—"
Regina's nails moved to a beautiful ass-cheek and kept Emma in place as she arched her body and entered nirvana... Regina was entering some form of eternity pushed by the vivid sensations that ran through her body, trapping Emma with her relentless hold. Emma was trapped by Regina's orgasm, which took everything from her. She couldn't stop, she couldn't hold it anymore; she had to let go.
"Oh— oh my God!" Emma pushed herself forward and branded Regina forever, while she, already riding her last wave, felt how Emma's runny warmth imprinted on her delicious memories she would never forget. She gave her all. Inside. She gave herself until there was no more.
It was Emma's turn to lose herself in space and time. No continuum to keep her in one piece. Her heart and soul were scattered into outer space. She felt so whole; she felt so different and new. So in love.
Exhausted, Emma collapsed onto Regina's clammy chest, her sweaty forehead brushing against her girlfriend's tanned shoulders with a breathless and thirsty smile.
And so they tried to catch their breaths, they searched for their lips and eventually their words. Now they were a new kind of us.
A/N: Thank you!
