Emma groaned at the sound of the shrill alarm and blindly waved her arm around, trying to hit the snooze button. All she achieved was knocking the alarm clock off the nightstand and a multitude of curses of the "fucking fuck" variety filled the air. Sighing, the sheriff buried her face in the pillow. Shit, she was definitely gonna need caffeine, preferably from Granny's. Sullenly, Emma threw off the covers and headed for the shower.
Regina pulled open the entry door at Granny's and her eyes immediately settled on the blonde woman sitting at the counter, her back to her. Regina felt her heartbeat speed up and chastised herself for acting like a schoolgirl with a crush, but the smile that had popped up on her face remained as she made her way over to the sheriff.
Emma was nursing her coffee and staring off in space and didn't see Regina sliding onto the stool next to her. She's slightly puzzled when Ruby stops in front of her and smiles, "Morning. What can I get for you?" Looking to her right, she blinked in surprise upon seeing Regina and gets a trademark Mayor Mills smirk in return. Emma can't help it, a warm smile spreads over her face as she takes in the presence of the brunette. All the smiling at each other is weird yet awkwardly wonderful.
Ruby stood there, amazed at the interaction going on between the Sheriff and Mayor. Holy shit! is pretty much the only thought running through her mind until "Ruby! Get your butt over here!" is yelled from the kitchen, and she takes her sweet time leaving as she can't get enough of the eyeful she's getting.
The women talk about Henry and school, topics as safe as can be. Regina giggled slightly at the story Emma told about seeing Henry trip on the sidewalk after Paige waved at him from the bus stop as he was walking home. Emma had just happened to be cruising the area in the police cruiser and snickered all the way home. She hadn't had the heart to tease Henry about it though. Yet.
The conversation is interrupted by Ruby delivering Regina's order of a steamed soymilk latte. "Here you go, Regina," smiled Ruby. Regina smiled back and slid off the stool, latte in hand, saying slightly regretfully, "I suppose I'd better go. It's nearly 8 am and I have a 8:15 scheduled." Ruby retreated to the order counter where a new customer was waiting, and Emma looked up at the mayor, tongue unconsciously darting out to lick her bottom lip, "So…"
Regina bent down to whisper in the blonde's ear, "Dinner, 6 pm. And, for your information, Miss Swan, that underwear is not welcome at my house tonight." Emma flushed lightly and stared, slightly gobsmacked, after Regina as she sashayed to the exit, smirking all the way.
The sharp-eyed wolf, not missing a beat, scooted over to where Emma was and exclaimed, "Holy shit, Emma! What's going on between you both?" Emma, still staring at the windows facing the street where Regina had just slipped out of sight, mumbled, "Huh? Nothing." Ruby rolled her eyes. "Bullshit! You're so fucking gone on her, aren't you?" A shit-eating grin slowly spread over Emma's face and she wiggled her eyebrows before sliding a fiver on the counter for her coffee and making her own exit. Ruby let out a huff, vowing to wring the information out of Emma soon.
Casting a critical eye at her reflection, Emma decided that the jeans she had chosen for tonight would have to do. It wasn't her trademark skinny jeans, but one of the looser varieties that she kept around. It was loose enough in the front as not to make her bulge obvious but it wasn't exactly easily overlooked either. Emma supposed she shouldn't really worry since she was only going to see Regina and Henry, and Henry like a typical teen, had his head up his ass most of the time and likely wouldn't notice anything different. Regina, on the other hand… Emma smiled in anticipation as she thought about the upcoming evening and at Regina's whispered command not to wear her special underwear. As she looked down at the underwear laying on her bed, Emma snorted. If she never had to wear it again, it would be too soon.
"Night, David, Snow," Emma declared as she jogged down the stairs. Her parents looked up from the sofa and waved goodbye as Emma headed towards the front door.
Hands in her pockets, Emma smiled as Henry flung the door open and uttered an enthusiastic welcome. As Henry stood there, chattering, Emma didn't miss Regina's head briefly poke out of the kitchen and a knowing smile spread over her face as she pointedly raked her gaze up and down Emma. Emma felt her cheeks flame and she hastily told Henry to go and get the comic book he was all excited about before he could notice her flush. Composing herself in the brief time she was left alone, Emma let out the breath she had been unconsciously holding. She didn't know why she was so jittery, really. Sure, it was anticipation, but it wasn't her first rodeo and honestly Emma knew she was usually much more smooth than she was acting. Emma supposed she should be grateful for Henry's presence, it was an easy buffer between her and Regina.
As Emma lounged on the sofa, trying out a new combo move against Henry, Regina's melodious voice sang out from behind them, "Dinner is served in five." As Emma's Sonya Blade was mercilessly hammered by Henry's Raiden, Emma groaned in frustration and chucked the controller away. Henry stood up, grinned victoriously and extended his hand in mock sportsmanship. Emma rolled her eyes and Henry giggled, "You should get in some practice sessions with Mom, maybe you'll improve." Emma glanced at the doorway and met Regina's amused expression as she said, "Yes, some more practice sessions would probably do you good, Miss Swan."
Henry barked with laughter and bounded out of the den in search of dinner, leaving both women staring at each other. Emma made to follow Henry, but had to worm her way around Regina, who was lounging against the doorway and making no effort to move out of Emma's way. Emma swallowed as her body brushed against Regina's and her heart sped up at the predatory smile that had made its home on the brunette's face.
As Regina followed the sheriff to the dining room, she was still reeling from the throbbing that had made itself known down there. Ever since she had confirmed that Emma had indeed followed her whispered directive issued at Granny's, Regina's body had been humming in anticipation and the brushing of their bodies had only heightened that anticipation. Dinner couldn't finish soon enough for Regina, and for once, she was looking forward to her son's departure from the house.
Henry ran his napkin over his mouth and excitedly stood up. "Thanks, mom, for dinner. Thanks, ma, for coming over. I'm sorry to ditch you both on family dinner night, but the midnight screening of Jurassic World is just gonna be amazing! I better get going, don't want Nick and, um, the others to wait too long for me. Thanks again for letting me stay up so late!" Regina smiled indulgently and inquired, "Are you all packed for your sleepover at Nick's?" Emma interjected, "Wait a minute. Is Paige going?" At Henry's steadily reddening face, she chuckled, "I guess so."
Regina scowled, "No funny business, young man." Henry stammered as he moved towards the doorway, "N-no, mom, of course not." As he heard Emma's chuckling, Henry regained his composure and, eyes narrowed, he flung on his backpack and just as he was about to exit through the front door, yelled, "The same applies to you, moms! No funny business!"
He would have laughed long and hard if he had been able to see the startled expressions on both of his mothers' faces, but his imagination was enough and Henry grinned smugly as he ran down the steps. Judging by the looks exchanged between his mothers this evening, Operation Guilt Trip was well on its way.
Emma was the first to laugh, her warm laughter rolling over Regina and pulling her out of her momentary shock at Henry's parting words. The corners of Regina's mouth quirked up in a smile as she took in the blonde's mirth and shortly she joined in with her own chuckling.
All too soon, the sound of their laughter faded as both women gazed at each other steadily. Regina was the first to break the silence as she rose, smoothed down her skirt, and murmured, "Cider, Miss Swan?" Emma nodded silently and followed the mayor out of the dining room, mouth dry as she eyed the fine, fine swaying ass in front of her.
Emma looked around as Regina poured their drinks at the bar in her study, and sat down on one of the fancy chairs, leaning forward with her elbows on her thighs. As Regina poured, she reflected upon the fact that it was almost funny that although she had been ready to rip off Emma's clothes the minute she entered the house, now that Henry was gone, she was feeling a bit shy and unsure how to begin.
As Regina picked up the glasses and turned around, she saw the blonde sitting on a chair and, biting her lip, Regina decided to hell with it. She sauntered over to the other woman and, handing Emma her glass, remarked, "You're sitting in my favorite chair." Emma looked down and made as if to stand up, but Regina laid a heavy hand on her shoulder, preventing her from getting up. Emma looked up, confused, as Regina murmured, "Far from it for me to be a less than gracious host, Miss Swan. We will simply share." Emma's eyes widened as Regina straddled her, letting her skirt ride up her thighs.
Regina hid her amusement at how thrown the blonde looked, and held up her glass. "I believe it is customary to say a toast." Her challenging look got a rise out of Emma, helping her break out of her dazed thoughts. Emma's cocky grin made an appearance as she raised her glass and said, "To new beginnings." After the glasses clinked, Emma drained her glass, earning her a look of mild annoyance from Regina and a huff. Emma put down the glass on the floor and shrugged, "Sorry. I need my hands free."
Regina let out a slight gasp as Emma boldly put her hands on Regina's hips and let them start wandering, caressing her ass. Regina's eyes darkened and she lifted her own glass to her lips, tilting her chin back as she followed suit. When the last drop had been drained, Regina's gaze met the blonde's and she smirked at the grudging note of admiration in the other's eyes. Leaning over to place her glass on the carpet, Regina deliberately pressed against Emma's torso as she did so. As she drew herself up, their faces were oh so close. Regina took into Emma's half lidded eyes and lips slightly open in anticipation and ran her tongue over her bottom lip, moistening her own mouth. Emma, not having an ounce of patience in her body, lunged forward to claim Regina's lips into a bruising kiss.
Lips parted, tongues met and tangled furiously. As Regina artfully sucked and slid her tongue against Emma's, the blonde felt every slide and swipe send a bolt of arousal down to her crotch, and she groaned as she felt blood rush to her cock. Emma's hands ran up Regina's back but always made their way back down to her ass as Emma loved the feel of those firm globes and longed to feel it, skin to skin. As she squeezed, Regina rocked slightly, causing a groan to fall from Emma's lips as her cock felt the motion directly. Regina pulled back slightly, breaking the kiss as she smirked and slowly set her hips to rocking softly. Emma shut her eyes as the sensations bombarded her down there, and opened them again to take in Regina's confident smirk.
As Emma gasped and groaned at the scene unfolding in front of her, an unbidden thought struck her—what if this was pity sex? As she processed the thought, her eyes cleared and Regina, sensing the shift in emotion, paused what she was doing and looked at Emma questioningly. Uncertain emerald eyes looked at her as Emma whispered, "Are we… do you want this?"
Regina internally sighed as she searched for an answer the blonde would accept. Staring directly into Emma's eyes, Regina lifted herself up slightly and hiked up the skirt she was wearing all the way up to her torso, revealing black lacy underwear. She then grabbed Emma's hand and slid it down inside the front of her panties, letting the blonde feel exactly just how wet she was. "Is this evidence of my desire not enough, Miss Swan?" snapped Regina before Emma shut her up with a fierce kiss.
Regina moaned slightly when Emma's hand left her panties but moaned even louder when Emma's hands clamped down on her hips, increasing the pressure Regina felt from Emma's erect cock that was straining through her jeans. Regina bore down, grinding harder. Her hands flew up to her blouse and started unbuttoning, revealing more of her cleavage. Emma stared down lustfully and her tongue darted out in anticipation. Regina did not fail to please as the blouse fell open, displaying two perfect breasts cupped in the sheer fabric of her bra. Emma's mouth latched on one erect nipple through the fabric and Regina cried out as the sensation of being sucked and licked intensified.
Emma let go of the nipple and brought up her hands to slide the open blouse off Regina's shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. Regina sat there, breathing heavily, still rocking back and forth slightly. Emma's eyes were all for the breasts in front of her, and her hands slid to the back to unclasp the bra. A sigh escaped Emma as the bra fell, allowing her to see Regina in her glory. Gentle hands cupped the breasts, squeezing and kneading softly, rolling the nipples in between fingers. "God, your breasts are magnificent" breathed Emma as she pushed the two mounds together in order to run her tongue over both nipples simultaneously.
Watching Emma pay homage to her breasts was a serious turn-on for Regina, who then redoubled her grinding. She shifted to better fit Emma's erect cock, still restrained by the fabric of her jeans, and rubbed over the bulge. Deciding that she had had enough of the jeans, Regina started unbuttoning Emma's jeans and unzipped the fly. "I want those jeans off you now, Emma."
Emma grudgingly left the perfectness of the brunette's breasts and reached down to slide down her jeans. Regina made good use of time by yanking up Emma's shirt and bra, leaving her in only her boxers. Regina made an appreciative noise as she once again lowered herself on Emma's lap and took in the sight of Emma's heaving chest. Emma's lips quirked up as she brought up her hands and rolled her own nipples, Regina markedly staring at the view. "You like breasts, don't you," smirked Emma. Regina affected a disinterested demeanor as she responded, "I suppose I like them well enough."
Emma grinned, "Well, I seem to remember someone getting off by just looking at my boobs." Regina's eyes flew up to hers and she let out a slightly offended gasp. "I thought I said no peeking!" Emma laughed, "Please. Everybody knows you can see out of the very bottom of blindfolds, and you forget that you came all over my boobs. If that's not a dead giveaway, I don't know what is."
Regina narrowed her gaze, "You're going to be punished for that, Miss Swan," she crooned. Emma continued grinning cockily as she responded, "Bring it on, Regina." Regina reached down, through the fly of Emma's boxers, and Emma groaned as she wrapped her hand around the cock. Regina gently adjusted the cock until it jutted up out of the fly, and after a few lingering strokes, Regina slid up until the length of it was pressed up against her cunt, the slight fabric of the crotch of her panties the only thing that separated them. Regina began rocking and sliding up and down the cock, occasionally throwing in a fucking motion. When Emma's hands slid around Regina, she held up a finger. "Uh-uh, Miss Swan. You don't touch until I say you may do so." Emma groaned as she moved down her hands to Regina's ass and watched, tortured, as Regina masturbated on her cock without taking it in.
"Fuck, Regina, that's so hot," breathed Emma. Regina's only response was to reach down and pull her panties to the side, bringing into view neatly trimmed hair glistening with her arousal. Regina increased the pace of her thrusting hips and allowed the cock to slide through her slick folds. She rubbed the head of the cock against her clit and twin moans escaped from the women.
Emma tore her eyes away and settled her gaze on Regina, whose gaze was still focused on where their sexes were meeting. Regina's mouth was parted and her cheeks were flushed, and Emma found the sight of the brunette's arousal so much more captivating. Reaching up to gently cup Regina's face, Emma murmured, "I need to kiss you." Their kiss was wet, open, and hungry. Regina pulled away and said, "Bed. Now." Emma nodded and they were covered in purple smoke.
Falling back on the bed, Emma blinked as she hadn't been expecting Regina to use magic to poof them upstairs. As Regina hovered over her, she pushed down her boxers while Regina made an identical move with her panties. Finally totally naked, Regina climbed on top of Emma and started grinding once again. She captured Emma's hands and brought them up to her breasts, finally giving Emma permission to touch her. Emma groaned at the visual of Regina rocking against her and moaning while Emma rolled and pulled at her nipples. Regina paused and lifted up slightly, grasping the head of the cock and positioning it at the head of her entrance. Emma shut her eyes at the pleasure of having her cock sheathed slowly and gasped as Regina stared riding it up and down. Emma panted, "Oh fuck, that feels so good."
Hands falling to Regina's hips to hold her steady, Emma stared thrusting up and had the pleasure of watching Regina's eyes dilate and her breathing turn into panting. "God, Emma, that..."
Jesus, Regina was fucking sexy, Emma thought as she watched Regina's boobs bounce with each thrust, and as Regina moaned, "Fuck me harder, Emma," Emma knew she was close. She sat up and flipped them, Regina now on her back and Emma between her legs. Emma stared fucking her, hips tensing as she pumped harder and faster. Regina's breathing started coming in quick, short gasps and Emma felt her pussy pulse and tighten which drove Emma over the edge, her back arching and butt muscles tensing as she came, spurting into Regina. Emma laid on top of the brunette, still softly thrusting as Regina shook through the aftershocks of her orgasm. When Emma realized she couldn't feel the insides of Regina's cunt anymore, she rolled over and her gape of amazement quickly turned into a grin. "Hey! Bob's gone!"
Regina let out a soft laugh and propped herself up on her elbows to get a better look. She tentatively reached out and ran her fingers through Emma's blonde curls and Emma sucked in a breath. Regina looked up, concern crossing her features, "Too sensitive?" "Nah… just seeing you touch me like that, wow."
A lascivious smile slid over Regina's face as she laid back down on her side and she purred, "I'm very certain I'll be touching you like that very often in the near future." Emma grinned, "I'm sure Gin will like that very much." Regina's brows creased in a look of puzzlement, "Gin?" "Yeah, you know, uh, short for vagina."
Regina snorted and rolled her eyes as Emma laughed. A thought occurred to her and she narrowed her gaze at Emma. The blonde defensively said, "What?" Regina lightly jabbed her finger in Emma's side and said, "You better not have any ridiculous names for my body parts!" At Emma's 'uh-oh' expression, Regina sighed, "Out with it, Emma."
"Well…" Emma's gaze fell on Regina's breasts, "I may have a couple. Uh… that one's Liv and the other one's Ava." Regina glared at the other woman, "Why?" Emma smiled sheepishly as she shrugged, "You know, uh, evil cleavage… Liv and Ava?" Regina rolled onto her back and covered her eyes, sighing. "Why am I unlucky enough to be attracted to such an idiot?" came out in a groan. She heard laughter in Emma's tone as she replied, "Because I'm your idiot?" Regina's reply was cut short as she felt Emma's mouth close on one nipple and her hand start kneading the other breast.
A/N: Well... about time our two ladies got together, eh? Next chapter will be the last one, wrapping up this story.
