** This Chapter has sexual content.
CHAPTER 9: TAKE TWO
The full-moon light filtered through Regina's bedroom window casting a luminescent glow and the brunette woke from the most glorious dream of blonde locks fisted in her hands, a gently probing tongue coaxing her to peaks of utter delight and whispers of her name falling from soft lips. Opening her eyes, she happily realized that it wasn't a dream but a memory; a wonderfully lucid memory. She noticed how thoroughly sated her body was and how safe she felt wrapped up in the arms of her lover. They were in the same position now as they were that morning after their drunken night together; Emma half draped over her, the blonde's face buried in her neck, her breath, again, enticing Regina's skin.
Oh, but this time it was very different. This time, she could remember every single detail and it was marvelous. As if on cue, Emma stirred and wrapped her leg more firmly around Regina, rubbing her heat against Regina's thigh, and this time, the older woman was in no rush to put a stop to it. On the contrary, she wanted to enjoy Emma Swan all over again. Her hand began to stroke Emma's thigh purposefully as she placed kisses along her forehead. "Emma," she whispered, hoping to wake the young woman up. She nuzzled their noses together and kissed the tip. "Emma…"
"Mmm… R'gina…" Emma mumbled sleepily.
Regina smiled and rolled Emma onto her back, so that she was cradled in between the younger woman's thighs, and she brushed the corners of the blonde's mouth with her own. Then she placed tiny kisses on her eyelids and proceeded to move across her cheek and took Emma's earlobe into her mouth. The blonde was waking little by little and began affectionately stroking Regina's back, holding her and feeling their breasts pressed together. Emma placed her hands on Regina's bottom and, with a loving squeeze and Regina's sigh in her ear, pulled the older woman harder against her, setting them into a rocking motion. She drove her hands into the older woman's hair, tempting her lips from her earlobe to her mouth.
When the brunette's face hovered over hers, Emma gazed up at it in wonder, tenderly stroked some brown hair off Regina's forehead and then brought the older woman's mouth down to hers for a tantalizing kiss. It started slowly, with just lips, teasing, persuading one another's apart, seeking permission for entry and then their tongues came out to greet one another. The burgeoning heat in Regina's middle continued as their kisses became more insistent.
As Regina was slowly sliding against Emma's body in an age old rhythm, she could feel the young woman's nipples deliciously harden against hers and the sensation sent a wave of excitement straight through her. She broke the kiss with a long parting suck of Emma's bottom lip.
"You are so amazingly responsive, Miss Swan." Regina thrust her naked sex against Emma's, who delightfully gasped and clung to her tighter.
"So we're back to 'Miss Swan' now? I'm only 'Emma' when I am making you come hard and loud?" Emma raised her eyebrow.
Regina grinned coquettishly and made a reference to earlier, "Consider it a challenge."
Emma's eyes mischievously glittered and her slow smoldering smile sent a shiver of excitement coursing through the older woman's body with a level of fervency unlike anything she had ever felt with anyone before. "Challenge accepted," and with that Emma grabbed the brunette's shapely rear again and pressed their soft centers firmly together creating the necessary friction that had them both twitching and gasping for air.
"Oh… Emma…" Regina's eventual lusty sigh into the blonde's neck had Emma grinning victoriously, pulling the older woman's face up so she could smugly look at her.
She kissed Regina sweetly in between her gloating, "See?..." kiss, "…Say…" kiss, "…it…" nip, "…again…" lick. Emma's hands moved to Regina's front and she slowly rolled a nipple in each hand while flicking her tongue against Regina's bottom lip.
"Emma…" Regina groaned and the blonde speared her tongue past the brunette's voluptuous lips as a reward. The invasion was answered in kind, with the older woman slanting her head to deepen the kiss. Regina took full advantage of this distraction by stealthily bringing her hand down and brushing her eager fingers through Emma's slick folds making the younger woman enthusiastically cry out. Regina teased the blonde's opening and brought drenched fingers to circle her hooded sex. She watched Emma's eyes heat when Regina brought those same fingers to her lips, licking and sucking them clean.
"Regina, please…" the younger woman begged. Regina did the whole thing again, touching, teasing and then tasting and a loud expletive from Emma sounded through the room. It was a good thing that she taught Emma that silencing spell. It was a lot more fun teaching Emma magic while naked in bed than out on a decrepit bridge in the middle of nowhere that was for sure.
Regina gave her one last kiss then she started a journey down Emma's body. In her exploits she stopped and drew a turgid nipple into her mouth, sucking gently and then circling it with her tongue. Emma's hips jerked and continued to buck when Regina tweaked the other nipple with her fingers. Then she glanced up, saw the blonde looking down at her and with an evil grin, she switched sides. Emma's head fell back to the pillow and her hands were in Regina's hair holding the older woman to her. Next, with her tongue, the brunette trailed a wet line down the sheriff's middle, kissing the abdominal muscles as she passed and then she stuck her tongue in the savior's belly button, causing the savior to hiss and massage Regina's scalp pleadingly. The sounds Emma made, when she was fully aroused, were like sweet music to Regina's ears and she hoped to play this score over and over again by the time the morning sun came up.
After Regina gave a small nip at her hip she drew her mouth between Emma's legs. The former mayor laid soft tender kisses on Emma's mound and kissed around her outer lips and the crooks of her thighs as she pushed her knees up and back to open the sheriff up fully to her.
"You're teasing me now…" Emma playfully accused and then grunted when Regina tenderly sucked her outer labia. "Regina!"
"I consider them promises, Miss Swan. And I don't like being rushed." As if to emphasize that, she slowly licked her way over to the other side to draw it into her mouth for some attention as well and then she flicked her tongue over the blonde's sensitive flesh as well as placing closed mouth kisses over the blonde's wet folds, still not yet delving any deeper to where Emma really needed it most. Emma's fingers threaded into her hair, seeming to lightly pull her to where she wanted her and Regina just chuckled. She decided not to torture the blonde anymore, or herself since Emma's scent was entirely too enticing and her glistening softness beckoned to be taken by the brunette.
When she finally couldn't resist any longer, Regina spread Emma's folds and tongued her in one lapping stroke, earning a lusty cry from the blonde, who fisted the bed sheets in one hand and the brunette's hair in the other. Regina's eagerness brought her to the spot she craved and she buried her tongue deep into the blonde, thrusting it into her.
"Oh fuck… uhn… so good…" Emma approvingly cried, as Regina ran her tongue up and down her slit, Emma's moisture coated the brunette's lips and mouth, and the young woman's back arched when her bundle of nerves was played with in earnest. Then Regina sucked it into her mouth and alternated gentle sucking and stroking with the flat of her tongue, something she knew the savior already liked. "Oh my God… Regina… YES! You are so fucking GOOD at this." Hearing Emma's emphatic cries of pleasure went straight to Regina's core and made her arousal pool between her own legs.
She changed their position a little so that she put her weight on her forearm, Emma's thigh resting on her shoulder. Then with her fingers Regina dragged them through Emma's dripping velvety softness, lubricating her fingers for what was coming next. Emma mewled as Regina began to lick and suck again. "You are my new favorite flavor, Miss Swan. So absolutely succulent." Then she moaned with Emma between her lips and the vibration made the blonde's heels dig into the bed and her pelvis shoot up against the older woman's mouth so hotly that Regina thought she might come just from the act.
"Oh fuck, Regina…" She saw Emma's fingers move to her own nipples and start to flick and play with them, the sight arousing Regina even more. When Regina pressed her index finger and middle finger, to the second knuckle mark, into her entrance while also rubbing Emma's swollen nub with her thumb, Emma's hips automatically bucked trying to take more of her fingers in, and the older woman was excited to see the blonde pull at her nipples.
She couldn't resist. She climbed up the blonde's body, nudged the fingers away with her cheek and sucked one of Emma's tips hard in her mouth while deeply thrusting with both fingers avidly and continuing to thumb Emma's clit. She added a third finger while she tongue-flicked Emma's nipple for an even more heightened sensation.
"Oh, FUCK YES! Like that!"
Emma was close to her release and when Regina felt her face being pulled up to the same level as the blonde's, she saw the raw desire she felt reflected in those green eyes, as Emma's exquisite cries of pleasure inflamed Regina's appetite for her. Suddenly she felt Emma's hand dive between her legs and stroke her sopping heat. Regina realized that she herself was close to climax, and she cried out when she felt three fingers probe and penetrate her.
"You are so hot, Regina. So incredibly sexy and so wet for me," Emma muttered hotly against Regina's neck, her hips moving with each of the brunette's thrusts, and then she pulled back, her green eyes boring into brown ones, "I wonder how many thrusts it would take to make the Queen come for me?" The older woman was so turned on and breathing hot and heavy now, especially at the royal reference, and when, to her thrusting fingers, Emma added the heel of her palm on Regina's twitching wet sex, the older woman began moving faster and harder against it. Then the blonde pulled herself up just enough to whisper in her ear temptingly. "Shall we find out, My Queen?"
Immediately, Regina's mouth came down hard on Emma's and they were both thrusting, riding, kissing, licking, and loudly chanting each other's first names as they rushed to their powerful simultaneous earth shattering orgasms, coming hard and then collapsing together in a gratified heap.
Regina sat in a booth at Granny's reading the morning paper. It hadbeen three days since she and Emma had slept together, well - sober, and they had spent every night since tangled in her bed sheets pleasuring, satisfying, and laughing with one another. Regina couldn't remember the last time she was this happy. Emma was a skillful, passionate, extraordinary lover, who gave just as good as she got. There was honesty to their love making too. Without any conscious effort, she had allowed herself to be who she really was. Just Regina. There was no pretense. No pretending to be someone else. No hiding who she really was. Regina had been with her share of lovers, but none of them had this level of emotional fervor to offer with the great sex. Regina realized that with this amount of emotion accompanying it, sex could be wildly explosive and practically unforgettable.
A blush crept across her face at the memory of Emma pulling her fourth orgasm out of her last night, as Regina was sitting astride her head, atop that incredible mouth, and all that while addressing her as "My Queen" again and again. She wasn't sure why Emma had started to call her that in bed, and it wasn't every time but it was wildly arousing and usually set her off quite quickly. Regina guessed it just went to prove that the savior was so in tune with her; who she really was and how to fully please her. It made Regina feel… giddy, which is a word no one would have ever associated with the Evil Queen or the former mayor. She couldn't quite believe it and forced herself not to show that extreme happiness on her face in public now.
She took out her phone, allotting herself a tiny smile for show, and was just about to txt Emma with an invitation for lunch when at the top of her vision she saw two figures slide into the opposite side of the booth. Glancing up she found an apprehensive David and a wide grinning Mary Margaret.
"Oh no…"
"Hello, Regina."
"Don't you have a rugrat to breast feed somewhere?"
"He is spending time with his big sister." David cleared his throat. "We felt that maybe we should talk." Regina frowned and her eyes darted from his look of unease to Mary Margaret's smiling face.
"Does Emma know you're here?"
"Are you kidding," Mary Margaret said, "she'd probably kill us."
"Been there, tried that…" Regina rolled her eyes.
"You, see? This is what we thought we should talk about." David pinned Regina with a meaningful gaze.
"You want to know if I am going to try and kill you?"
"No." Mary Margaret cleared up. "But maybe we should have some sort of dialogue about this. I mean, we are her parents and well, we love her."
"Well I…" Regina was just about to say she loved her too until she stopped herself. Love her? David squinted his eyes at her and Mary Margaret's eyes bulged.
"You…." prompted Mary Margaret.
"I… have been waiting forever for my lunch!" And then to the counter she spat out, "How long does it take to make a grilled chicken salad?"
"Regina," began Mary Margaret taking her hand, "All we wanted to say is…" she knew she had to choose her words carefully. "That we know about you two, we love our daughter and we will always want to protect her, obviously, but we're ok with this. David?"
"Yeeeeeah…" He exhaled uncertainly, "But I'd still like to know what your intentions are."
Regina was at a loss for words at this whole new experience because it was so wildly outlandish and foreign to her. First of all, she'd never had to "meet the parents" before and she quietly admitted to herself that she found it highly unsettling. Thusly, she hoped to never have to do it again. Secondly, it being this set of parents would be entirely laughable, again, if it wasn't so unsettling.
Her disconcerted expression shifted from David to Mary Margaret, back to David, back to Mary Margaret then she just stared at the table top blinking. She shook her head. "I don't want Emma to get hurt either." They waited and she set upon them a directly genuine gaze. "Hurting your daughter is not my intention." Mary Margaret who was sitting closest to the window studied Regina at first but then smiled and nodded, as if that answer was good enough for her.
David though looked at Regina with inquiry. Always the sheriff. "What are your intentions?" At that point, Regina was absolutely positive that "Meet the Parents" time was OVER! She had had enough. She narrowed her eyes and thought long and hard before she lowered her head closer to them, which caused them to lower their heads in confidence.
"My intensions are…" she confided with an evil grin, "…to give your beloved daughter all the ear-splitting orgasms that she quiveringly begs me for."
Their reactions were priceless. Mary Margaret's eyebrows shot up, and was that a smile starting on her face? David just blinked with his mouth open like a fish.
"Ok. Good talk." David threw out uncomfortably and it seemed as if he couldn't get out of the booth fast enough and was practically out the door, leaving Mary Margaret to slide out of the booth on her own, patting Regina's hand as she exited.
After she watched them leave the diner, Mary Margaret trailing after an agitated husband, Regina shook her head in bewilderment. "Well that's 15 minutes of my life, I'll never get back."
