I'm the one that you need and fear
Now that you're hooked, it's all becoming clear
That all your judgments that you placed on me
Was a reflection of discovery
So maybe next time when you cast your stones
From the shadows of the dark unknown
You will crawl up from your hiding place
Take a look in the mirror
See the truth in your face
-Whore (In this Moment)
Emma listened to the cacophony of sound that swirled around her in a verbal windstorm. It completely irritated her when people went round and round the same conversation with no one giving an inch in either direction. One thing she had discovered from "talks" was that no one ever compromised on their true agenda. Everyone had something they walked into a meeting with, something they would fiercely guard and never yield. She didn't have the patience for these kinds of meetings and a quick look at the mayor revealed the same feeling reflected on her face. Emma's parents however tried to listen to everyone, pretending as though each person's opinion matter. Well, they didn't.
Emma wondered at what point Regina would lose her patience and take control of the meeting. Since the curse broke she had allowed Snow and David to rule the people; alone in her thoughts Emma was free to admit that she often preferred Regina's way of doing things. As though feeling Emma's thoughts on her, Regina looked up as she crossed her legs, her eyes finding Emma's. Emma didn't turn away and neither did Regina, their eyes staying locked as Regina crossed her arms. The action pushed her cleavage upwards and Emma nearly groaned as her eyes dropped to take in the line of silk. As her eyes slowly made their way back to Regina's she found the other woman looking at her with one eyebrow raised. Emma slowly licked her lips and noticed that Regina had a hard time not watching her tongue trace the line of her mouth. Emma smiled and Regina rolled her eyes before looking back towards Leroy who was adamantly arguing for... something...
"You're a tease," Emma quickly texted the mayor, wanting to continue the communication their eyes had begun. She saw Regina look at her phone as it vibrated in her hand, her eyes widening as she read Emma's text.
"Sheriff Swan, we are in the middle of a critical discussion which happens to center around you. I'd suggest you stop being a nuisance and participate- or at least listen." Emma had forgotten to silence her phone and she winced as a robotic voice made a series of unintelligible sounds. Snow looked at her disapprovingly and Emma smiled weakly. "Nice, Ms. Swan."
"It's hard to concentrate when you take such deep breaths."
"You know this is sexual harassment, right? If your parents weren't so infuriating I wouldn't be taking such deep, calming breaths."
"That wasn't harassment." Emma looked up from beneath her lowered lashes and smiled to herself as Regina tried not to look at her, tried not to show Emma that she was curious what Emma would say next. "Telling you that I can't stop thinking about how you feel and wondering what you taste like, that could be harassment." Regina was taking a sip of water as she received Emma's text and Emma smiled as the mayor sputtered, nearly spitting her water across the tabletop.
"You are ridiculous. That will never happen or has it escaped your attention that I detest you?"
"What hasn't escaped me is that when we are close to one another it's like the entire world could fucking tear itself apart and all I'd see is you."
Regina's eyes widened at the text and she looked up. As brown eyes met green, Emma felt a rush of energy between them and she nearly groaned as Regina's breathing grew shallow. Emma realized in that moment that she wanted Regina more than she had ever dared admit to herself before this moment. Emma already knew her decision regarding Dewitt's ultimatum and she knew with sudden clarity that she wanted to feel something before she didn't have the chance.
Regina tore her eyes off of Emma's, and Emma watched her swallow deeply. She stood with a sigh before whistling to get everyone's attention. Snow looked at her in surprise, David in relief.
"Your opinions are pretty pointless so I don't know why you're arguing. I'm not giving those creatures something that I believe is precious and valuable for reasons they could never understand." Emma held up her hands as several people began to speak at once. "I didn't ask for a discussion or for you to try and change my mind. I will fight to the death for this, but I don't expect any of you to fight beside me. Not only did I have to wear the hideous things, but I went through a personal hell to keep these shoes safe, and, even though now I realize I was auditioning to become their new guardian, it cost me in ways none of you will ever understand. So, no," Emma finished lamely, "none of you get an opinion."
"Emma-" Snow began, her voice shocked, but Emma held up her hand to silence her before striding down the aisle. The town hall erupted angrily behind her, but Emma didn't care. In all honesty, she never truly had.
"Emma, you cannot speak like that to this town's leaders and definitely not its citizens who are doing nothing more than trying to figure out the best way to support you." Emma was surprised to hear her mother's voice. She honestly thought Snow would stay to soothe the people.
"Snow, when someone storms out after making a statement like that it kinda makes them look like a petulant child when their mother rushes after them."
"At least you realize that you're acting like a child," Snow snapped, her eyes flashing. Emma recalled several stories she had heard of her mother's infamous temper and realized that she might actually be on the receiving end of it for the first time.
"What I'm acting like is the saviour that everyone expects me to be. Don't think for a minute that they didn't appreciate me taking the decision to throw my life away out of their hands." Snow looked at her in shock.
"Is that what you truly believe was happening in there?" At Emma's nod, Snow stepped up to Emma, her hands fisted at her side as she gazed up angrily into her daughter's eyes. Emma took a step back and Snow stalked forward. "Did it never occur to you that those people are so used to being terrorized and frightened that they immediately fall back into their old behaviour patterns? There was no winning against Regina, Emma, all you could do was find a way to try and survive her wrath." Emma swallowed, her eyes growing wider as her mother closed the remaining space, her finger in her daughter's face. "These are people who could never fight back because they didn't stand a chance and yet every single one of them in there supported me and stood by me."
"I didn't..." Emma cleared her throat. "I didn't think of it like that, Snow."
She shook her head and looked back at Emma, the anger in her eyes replaced by love. "Can I walk with you to get Henry?" Emma shrugged and nodded, uncomfortable with the intimacy of sharing a talk and a walk with Snow. She had left Henry with Neil and Gold and she realized that she would actually like Snow to be there as opposed to face the two men alone.
They walked in silence and just as Emma relaxed, Snow cleared her throat. Emma almost groaned as delicate throat clearing was always a sure sign that a serious conversation was soon to take place. Emma had always dreaded silences followed by the sound of a throat being cleared. It was as though the person was swallowing and choking on the things they wanted to say, and it was never good news.
"Just say it," Emma said as Snow cleared her throat again.
"Why Regina?" Snow asked almost instantly and Emma wished her mother was someone who danced more around issues instead of cutting to the chase. It was always easy to forget how fierce Snow White could be. Emma ran her hand through her hair and looked around. There was no one on the street, no escape possible.
"I don't-" Emma began and Snow cut her hand in front of her as though physically cutting Emma off mid-denial.
"Don't tell me you don't know," Snow said quietly. "You are as impulsive as I am but I know that you know the why of the things you do. I want to know you, Emma- I want to understand you."
"It surprises me that that is the answer I gave that you would need clarification for," Emma said.
"That's the only answer you gave that I couldn't understand," Snow said fiercely, turning her head but not before Emma saw the shine of tears in her eyes. She felt ridiculously proud of her mother for not allowing a single tear to fall. "So, please, tell me why the one person who took everything from us, who ruined your life more than anyone else's, who has murdered, terrorized, enslaved, and used to achieve her own goals... why her? What does it mean that Regina is your heart?"
"Regina is like looking in a mirror for me," at Snow's sound of protest, Emma silenced her by raising her hands and continuing. "No, I haven't murdered but I've used people, ruined people, hated, terrorized, and loathed my way through much of my life- because that's what I had to do to protect what little of me I had left on the inside. When I hear Regina's story, I know there's so much more behind the things she did because there is so much to my story that no one will ever know. It's hard for me to equate the Regina I know here and now to the person you talk about. When I see Storybrooke and look at how well it was laid out, how everyone was given a job and something to do that suited them, how she has not once abused her power, it doesn't reek of evil to me. I see someone who wanted happiness, who wanted people to forget what they knew of her, but I also see someone who could never let go and trust in happiness. Not because she knew I was out there destined to break her curse, but because she knew deep down that you all despised her."
"How can you defend her?" Snow asked, her face growing ashen as she listened to Emma.
"Because I am her," Emma said quietly. "This war with Regina," she paused trying to gather her thoughts, "it's made me truly look at her and it's like looking in a mirror. As much as I want this," Emma pointed between her and Snow, "I will never actually have it because I will never trust it. I will always wait for the shoe to drop because that's the way it always has been."
"Which is Regina's fault!"
"And not yours? Do you even know how much of a fucking apology you owe me? I get that in light of everything that has happened with Regina you have forgotten that you were the cause of it, but don't stand there and tell me that you couldn't have made a different choice when it came to me. I was there in the echo caves, Snow, I heard you dismiss me from your life because I grew up without you. I know that you want to replace everything I should have been to you with another child who will grow up to be far more special to you that I could ever hope to be. So yeah, I get Regina on a level that you will never understand. She's the only person to me who is real, who doesn't pretend she didn't make the choice to royally fuck up my life. Sometimes when she looks at me it's like I can't breathe because I see so much truth in her eyes."
"Oh my god," Snow said, turning on Emma angrily. "Are you even listening to yourself?"
"I've listened to you. The entire time in Neverland when I was searching for my son, your grandson, your only concern was David and the fucked up lie he told and decision he made. You can't even accept Henry as truly something that belongs to you and you know it, but you never admit it."
"I'll never admit something which isn't true," Snow said fiercely and Emma sighed. She knew she would never be able to get Snow to understand that this was the draw Emma had to Regina- Regina was honest with herself, about herself, and about others. She could admit to the darkness inside of her, the small voice that could shout louder than any lie the mouth could tell.
"Emma!" Henry said, running towards the two woman who stood angrily facing one another in the middle of the street. Emma allowed herself the small smile she reserved for Henry, and as she knelt to hug him, her eyes fell on a black Mercedes driving silently away. Emma wondered how much of the conversation Regina had overheard. "Are you guys OK?"
"We're fine," Emma said and heard Snow snort behind her. Henry looked between the two of them with confusion. "Snow and I disagree on what I will tell the Munchkins tomorrow, and we were discussing it."
"Actually, I agree with you one hundred percent," Snow said causing Emma's mouth to fall open.
"Then what was all that just now?" She said pointing down the street towards the town hall.
"I was disagreeing with how you talked to the people."
"Emma definitely has a way with words," Neil said as he walked up on the conversation, causing Emma to roll her eyes. Snow chuckled lightly.
"That's an understatement," she said, squeezing her daughter's arm affectionately.
"Henry, if you need anything or think of anything, don't hesitate to call me or the old man and run your ideas by us," Neil said, kneeling and looking his son in the eyes.
"I will," Henry said, his button nose scrunched up into his serious face.
"Now, hey, can you give me and your mom a second?"
"Sure," Henry turned to take Snow's hand. Snow threw a worried look at Emma as Henry led her off, his voice going nonstop as he talked about everything he, Gold, and Neil had discussed that night.
"So, dad and Henry are scarecrows? Your parents are courage. Um, who was your heart?"
"None of your business," Emma said turning to go.
"Was it... was it me?" Neil asked and Emma rolled her eyes.
"No."
"Am I anything?" he asked, his eyes searching Emma's in the darkness.
"Yes. You're one of the biggest mistakes I've ever made." She heard him gasp as her insult hit home. She turned to watch Henry and Snow as they walked down the street. "I don't know how the two of us created something so wonderful."
"Because you're wonderful," Neil said quietly.
"Yeah, that's why everyone was so willing to give me up to save their own asses. Including you." She turned to Neil, her anger rising as he grabbed her arm.
"I didn't do that, Emma! You had a destiny-"
"Get your damn hands off me," Emma said shrugging him loose. "A person you didn't even know comes out of the woodwork- haha, no pun intended- to tell you that you need to leave me because I have a destiny and you drop me like a hot pocket." At his strange look, Emma impatiently explained. "Who the fuck picks up hot potatoes anymore? It's time we bring our cliches into the new age."
"You're one of the strangest people I've ever met," Neil said wonderingly. Emma turned and walked off, anger rushing through her still from her conversation with Snow and with Neil. "Good night, Emma," Neil called after her, his voice laced with laughter. Emma hated that she had been able to make him smile when all she wanted to do was hurt him as much as he had hurt her years ago.
"Need some time to think. Will you see to Henry?" She texted Snow who immediately responded.
"Of course. Tell Neil I said hi."
Emma growled. Of course Snow would assume that she would be with Neil. However, having a son together did not give Neil the right to drop back into their lives and assume that he was in any way a part of it. If Henry chose to see his father, Emma wasn't going to stop him but she had had enough of Neil and his bullshit. She was still ashamed of how she had tried to be with Neil only to have him reject her for some psychotic bitch. And why had she tried to be with Neil? Because she'd do anything for Henry, but once she realized that Henry didn't have a fairy tale idea that his parents would get back together, she felt better about just being herself and realizing that she didn't have the feelings that she thought she had once had.
She looked up in surprise as she realized she had walked to Regina's house. She looked down the walk at the silent house wondering what Regina was doing, what she was thinking.
"Thinking about me?" Emma texted, her eyes focusing on the upstairs window where a low lamp burned. "Because I'm thinking about you."
"What are you thinking?" Regina replied after long moments and Emma sighed low in her throat, her imagination beginning to run rampant. Regina knew in what context Emma meant and she still wanted to know.
"Let me come inside and I will tell you," she typed as she climbed the walk, hitting send as her boots hit Regina's porch. She almost gave up waiting for a response to her text, and, just as she turned to leave, the door opened. Regina hadn't turned on any lights downstairs leaving her lit only by the silver light of the moon falling in beams through the trees.
"You're impossible, Ms. Swan," Regina said quietly as she leaned her back against the doorjamb, one leg tucked behind the other. She was dressed in a black silk nightie, a thin black dressing robe thrown over the ensemble and pulled loosely together. Her feet were bare and Emma couldn't tear her eyes away from Regina's bare feet and legs. All that deliciously smooth skin on display in the moonlight was almost more than she could handle. Regina sighed and held the door open wide allowing Emma to enter. Emma quickly slid out of her boots, knowing the rules of Regina's house well at this point. Regina followed her inside, turning to latch the door softly behind them. Regina continued to face the door and Emma watched as the other woman steeled herself to turn and face her.
"How much did you hear?" Emma asked quietly, her question filling the space between them. Regina stiffened slightly but didn't turn around. Emma's eyes memorized the shape of Regina's calves, the backs of her knees- Emma swallowed hard- the curve of her hips.
"Enough." Emma stood still, a few feet from Regina as the mayor turned. Regina's hair fell over one eye and Emma felt desire begin to run hot in her veins as Regina slowly pushed it out of her face, looking at Emma from beneath long, dark lashes. Regina bit her bottom lip nervously and Emma felt as though she were beginning to hum with the electricity flowing through her. "Is that what you were thinking?" Regina asked huskily, chocolate eyes glancing away before rising to meet Emma's.
"No," Emma said, standing still, her heart beating loudly. She was afraid to move, afraid she'd ruin the moment. Her eyes swept down Regina's body and oh god was that nightie ever short. The hem barely reached the top of Regina's smooth, tanned thighs. Emma wanted to fall to her knees and worship Regina.
"You aren't the person I thought you were when I first met you," Regina murmured. "You're so much more, so deep and vast. You're an ocean that I find myself drowning in- drowning because I don't know how I ended up there." Emma let her jacket slide from her arms as Regina spoke. It hit the floor in a red puddle behind her, but she only saw the dark of Regina's eyes, the curve of Regina's lips as she spoke. "You're right about me, but you're also so very wrong. If I were truthful with myself- and with you- then I would have admitted long ago what it is that I want from you."
"It's hard to share thoughts like that when you're always in conflict, never knowing if the other person will reject you," Emma said quietly. She watched as Regina shrugged out of her robe revealing smooth arms that Emma ached to feel around her.
"I'm not rejecting you," Regina said, and Emma saw the pulse in the other woman's throat increase as Emma began to lift her sweater over her head. Emma thought she had never seen anything sexier than Regina Mills as she licked her lips, her eyes undressing Emma of the tank top she still wore.
The moonlight through the windows brightened as Emma pulled her tank top over head. She heard Regina inhale deeply as Emma unclasped her bra and let it fall to the floor. She undid the top button of her jeans and paused, her thumb hooked in the band of her pants. She watched Regina's face as the other woman's eyes caressed her body.
"Then what are you doing?" Emma asked, her voice husky and low, dangerous even to her own ears. Regina took a step forward and Emma mimicked the action.
"Waiting for you to kiss me," Regina answered as Emma fisted her hands in Regina's hair. It was so soft, Emma thought, as soft as she knew it would be. She gazed down into Regina's eyes, giving the other woman time to change her mind, time to decide that Emma wasn't what she wanted. But that moment never came. She watched as Regina's eyes fluttered closed as her lips partly slightly in a silent plea to be kissed. Emma indulged herself for a moment and kissed Regina's full bottom lip. She couldn't count the number of times she had thought how kissable Regina's bottom lip looked when the other woman was fighting with her.
"Fuck," Emma groaned as Regina's hands slid around her waist and up her back, her nails lightly scratching. Emma threw her head back as Regina trailed kisses over Emma's neck, her tongue swirling over Emma's pulse point causing it to leap. Emma leaned down and captured Regina's mouth with her own, backing the other woman against the door as her tongue licked lightly over Regina's lips, begging entrance. Their kiss deepened and Emma let go of Regina's hair to run her hands over Regina's thighs. The brunette moaned into her mouth and Emma felt so intensely that she didn't think she could breathe anymore.
Regina gently pushed Emma away and looked into her eyes for long moments, biting her lip sexily. She was breathing hard, her chest heaving with her breaths and Emma was fascinated as she watched.
"Looking at you is like looking into a mirror," Regina said breathlessly as her hands wound through Emma's blonde curls. "But where you see a reflection of darkness I see a reflection of light. I understand you because you are the light that flickers within me, the person I could have been. Every time I'm with you I believe in true love, fate, and happily ever afters. I feel like you look at me and truly see me and I... I like the way I look in your eyes."
Emma twined her fingers with Regina's and lifted the other woman's hand to her mouth where she kissed Regina's palm. Regina turned and led her to the stairs. As they reached the bottom step, Emma realized that she desperately needed to feel Regina's kiss. Regina's arms went around Emma's neck as they kissed passionately, their sighs melting into one another. Emma's hands trailed lightly down Regina's arms, down her sides, down to her thighs where they slid up her the nightie. The heat she could feel coming from Regina- she needed that. She growled as Regina pushed her away.
Regina once more took Emma's hand and led her up the stairs. Emma watched as Regina's ass swayed as she took the steps in front of her, nearly swooning as the smell of Regina's desire tickled against her senses with the motion. She didn't think she would survive the climb to the second floor, and as they reached the landing, Regina seemed to have the same thought. She turned and pulled Emma to her, her tongue tracing Emma's lips and thrusting slowly between them, foreshadowing what she wanted to do. Emma moaned, the sound quickly caught and swallowed by Regina as she walked backwards, her lips never leaving Emma's as she led them towards her room.
"I want you," Emma groaned as Regina sucked Emma's nipple into her mouth. It had been so long since anyone had touched her physically and she didn't know if she could stand the onslaught of Regina's mouth as she took Emma's nipple lightly between her teeth and lathed her tongue against it. Emma felt her knees begin to buckle. Regina quickly led Emma inside her room and towards the bed.
A book was open face down on the night table and Emma felt her heart beating in her throat at the pure intimacy of the moment. She was being accepted not just into Regina's bed, but into her home, into her life. Emma gently traced the curve of Regina's jaw, her eyes filled with unspoken emotion.
"You never did tell me what you were thinking, Ms. Swan," Regina said, her voice throaty with arousal, " so why don't you show me instead?" Regina's hand was caressing the sides of her own breasts and Emma felt almost feral as she pressed Regina back onto her bed. She loved the way the mayor looked against the black comforter in the golden light of the small bedside lamp.
"You're so fucking beautiful," Emma stated passionately as knelt with one knee between Regina's. Emma slid to the floor, her mouth kissing and licking Regina's ankles and legs as she gently spread her them apart. Regina's hands were in Emma's hair as she nibbled the backs of her thighs then licked and suckled her way up. As her mouth approached the hem of the nightie, Emma proceeded higher to capture Regina's cloth covered nipple between her teeth, nipping at the hard nipple captured in her mouth.
"More," Regina murmured, her voice breathy and pleading as she pushed Emma's head down. Emma slid her hands up Regina's thighs, pushing the nightie up as she went revealing black lacy panties. Emma almost didn't recognize the moan that came from her own throat as she planted kisses against the gusset, her tongue swirling to taste the scent that had captivated her on the stairs. Regina cried out as Emma's tongue pressed hard against the cloth. Emma grabbed the waistband of Regina's panties and began to slide them down. She watched intently as Regina's sex came into view and groaned when she discovered it was smooth and slick with arousal.
"You are so gorgeous," Emma said reverently as she finished sliding Regina's panties to the floor, her eyes looking up to meet Regina's in the low light. Regina's cheeks were flushed with her desire and Emma found herself momentarily flummoxed. Which set of lips should she kiss? Regina made the decision for her as she pulled Emma to her, their kiss soft and sensual, a playing of tongues and lips. With unhurried motions, Emma slid her hand down Regina's stomach and to her center. She gasped as Regina spread her legs and Emma wondered if there was anything that could make one feel more powerful and more humble at the same time than a woman spreading her legs and surrendering her secrets.
"Touch me," Regina murmured against Emma's lips, her eyes half lidded with pleasure. Emma slid a finger through her lips and groaned at the copious fluid that wet it. She raised her hand and placed her finger against their lips, their kiss sucking and licking Regina's arousal from Emma's finger. Emma felt sometime primal in herself snap and she slid her left hand into Regina's hair as her right hand fell back to move against Regina's sex. With deft motions, Emma spread Regina's lips and began to run her finger up and down Regina's center, barely allowing the tip of her finger to enter the other woman before sliding it up to circle her clit. Regina's hips lifted off the bed, her breath hot against Emma's mouth as she whimpered her pleasure.
"I'm going to taste you now," Emma whispered into Regina's ear, pausing to swipe the shell with her tongue. "I'm going to slide my tongue up and down you just like this." Regina bit her lip as Emma trailed kissed down her throat and across her breasts, sliding down, her eyes never leaving the dark eyes above her. She couldn't help but close her eyes, however, as her tongue slid down Regina's slit becoming coated in the arousal she found. Emma moaned softly, her voice vibrating against Regina who arched off the bed with a gasp. Emma began by sucking each lip into her mouth, her tongue lapping up every drop she could reach of Regina's delicate taste. True to her word, Emma began by licking at the bottom of Regina's sex, thrusting her tongue inside Regina before sliding it slowly up to circle Regina's clit. Regina's hands were thrust into her hair, urging her, encouraging her, trusting her.
"Emma," Regina breathed above her as Emma slid her hands down Regina's legs to cup her feet, worshiping her as her mouth, lips, and tongue slid up and down the other woman. At the sound of her name spoken in Regina's throaty whisper, Emma lifted Regina's legs onto her shoulders, her hands cupping Regina's deliciously ample bottom, lifting the other woman into her wet kisses. "Oh, god, Emma!" Regina moaned, her hips thrusting up into the Emma's mouth. Emma regretfully released Regina's bottom so she could slide a finger inside the other woman. Emma groaned as Regina's tight walls closed around her as Regina cried out.
Emma sucked Regina's clit gently between her teeth, her tongue lathing against it in hard circles as her fingers pressed inside,slowly at first, allowing the storm to build. She began to thrust harder and faster as Regina's hips rocked harder against her. Regina arched off the bed, her head turned into the bed as she tried to bite back the screams building inside her as Emma curled her fingers against the slick, rough spot deep within. Emma could feel the thick arousal of the other woman, the slow pulse that began deep inside and swelled against her fingers before releasing in a flood as the muscles bloomed like a flower opening before clenching tight against her. Regina was coming undone beneath her and it made Emma feel awed that Regina had shared this with her.
"Emma! Emma! Yes!" Regina moaned over and over, her hands knotted in Emma's hair as she rode the crest of orgasm. Emma ran her left hand up Regina's body, her senses delighting in the feel of Regina straining against her. As Regina came down, Emma planted kisses across her thighs and across her sensitive sex before Regina pulled her up to hold her tightly in her arms. Emma leaned over Regina, their foreheads touching, staring into one another's eyes as entire worlds were born and died in the moment they held.
"Regina," Emma said softly, her voice filled with the awe and emotion she couldn't put into words. Regina reached up and stroked Emma's cheek, her eyes fluttering as Emma's fingers sought her center once more. "Regina," Emma breathed, the word a mantra as she entered the wet warmth that she knew was more addictive than anything else in this world.
"It's always been you, Emma," Regina said softly through the pleasure that began to course once more through her system. Her hands gently pushed through Emma's blonde curls as her hips arched into Emma's fingers. She tipped over the edge slowly, the orgasm breaking gently through her like the last curl of a wave against the shore.
"I'm so into you," Emma whispered. Regina began to nibble softly at her neck before brushing over Emma's nipple. Emma felt so aroused she thought she might lose it right then... and then Emma's phone rang in her pocket, vibrating against their legs and causing the moment to screech to a halt. She felt Regina smile against her skin as the phone stopped ringing only for the person to call back immediately. "Someone is treading on thin ice," Emma said huskily and Regina laughed.
"It could be Henry," Regina said quietly and Emma groped in her pocket for the phone, taking advantage of the moment to suck Regina's bottom lip between hers and nipping it lightly.
"Yes," Emma said in answer.
"Emma? Are you alright? No one has seen you and you haven't come home."
"I'm fine, Snow. I'm... busy," Emma said, smiling down at Regina.
"Oh. I see," Snow said flatly. "Your father and I want to discuss tomorrow with you..."
"I don't know when I'll be home." Emma said, her eyes rolling back into her head as Regina slid underneath her and began licking the toned muscles of her stomach. She bit her lip to keep from moaning as Regina's tongue licked the patch of skin revealed by Emma's open button.
"Emma? Are you alright?" Snow asked worriedly and Emma assured her she was fine, trying not to sound as out of breath as she felt. "Will you be home tonight?" Regina shook her head no as she smiled up into Emma's eyes, her fingers hooking into Emma's belt loops and pulling down her pants as she unzipped them with her teeth.
"Fuck!" Emma gasped before she could stop it. "I mean, not you Snow, I just have something.. I mean I need to go. I'm OK, more than OK, I'm busy but I'll see you tomorrow morning, OK?"
"Oh my god," Snow groaned, the realization of what Emma was doing slapping her in the face. "Good night, Emma," she said quickly and hung up. Emma dropped the phone as her pants hit the floor looking down as Regina ran her beautiful mouth over Emma's black cotton panties.
"Don't tease," Emma gasped as Regina pulled her panties to the side and lapped teasingly at Emma's lips.
"I'm making promises," Regina said throatily, her voice vibrating against Emma's sex. She pulled Emma's panties down, her own impatience to know the taste of her lover shoving her over the edge and into the act. Emma knelt up on Regina's mouth, her hands falling behind her to hold onto Regina's as the brunette tongue fucked Emma, her tongue twisting and rolling deep inside her sex. Emma had never felt anything like what Regina was doing to her, and she shuddered as Regina's mouth dipped lower to tease Emma's forbidden fruit before tracing against Emma's clit in a rhythm she soon learned Emma loved.
Emma rocked against Regina's mouth, her chin against her chest as she looked down into Regina's dark fucking beautiful eyes before she threw her head back and came screaming Regina's name. Emma didn't just come undone, she felt as though her consciousness shattered into a thousand pieces before falling back into her, each piece fitting together more smoothly as Regina licked away the rough edges. Emma reached down between her legs and wrapped her hands in Regina's hair, urging the woman to not stop until she was bucking towards a second orgasm that left her trembling and crying out, her cum flooding across her lover's mouth and chin in appreciation.
Regina slid from under Emma, licking her lips and chin as she kept her hand on Emma's back so Emma stayed on knees. Regina knelt behind Emma, pulling the blonde's head around to kiss her as her fingers plunged into the her. Emma couldn't stop the words of encouragement and fulfillment that tumbled from her lips unintelligibly as Regina took everything Emma was offering and made it her own. Regina bit down softly on Emma's shoulder and Emma flooded her hand with a gush of her juices.
"I fucking love that," Regina said, playing in the mess Emma had made in her hand. "I. Fucking. Love. That you came all over me." Emma collapsed face first onto the bed barely noticing as Regina pulled her nightie over her head and lay nude beside her.
"You said fuck," Emma said with a giggle as she pulled Regina closer to her.
"Sometimes it's the only word that can truly emphasize a point." Regina cuddled closer, lying on her stomach, facing Emma.
"You're fucking fantastic," Emma said in agreement as she lifted her leg and draped it across Regina's. They stared into one another's eyes for what felt like hours, each not wanting to move, not wanting to be the first to break the moment. Emma closed the distance and pressed her lips to Regina, their kisses warm and tender. As they turned into one another Emma knew that whatever happened tomorrow she would never regret a minute of how she spent the previous night.
