Hey there lovelies! I`m so sorry for the late update. I had problems with my computer. I think Cora had cursed him. I was without computer for over a week.
Thank you all for the wonderful response to the last chapter. I promise there will be more chapters from 1st person, but this one is not the case. The end of this chapter was unexpected for me, but when I think of it, it makes perfect sense. The next chapter will answer why this happened.
As always, enjoy and leave a comment!
The couple lifts their heads to see Snow and Charming standing in the middle of the room. The women can see the horror in their eyes. Charming looks like a statue. His face muscles don't move. It's visible that he is trying to process the image before him. Snow, on the other hand, opens her mouth to say something numerous times, but closes it quickly.
''What are you doing here?'' Emma decides to break the silence.
''We...wanted to see what is g-going on? You...ummm...arrested Regina in f-front of half of the town.'' The short-haired woman stumbles over the words and her hands move a lot.
''Oh, shit...'' The blonde really did forget about the scene she made in Town Hall.
Regina starts laughing and lies on her back with her hand over her mouth, trying to stop herself, but her efforts are in vain. This whole situation is beyond ridiculous.
Emma wants to sit up, but instead she props herself on her elbows. Her member is still out beneath the blanket over them and her pants are all wet because of Regina's pouring orgasm. I'm the best lover. She high-five herself mentally.
''You...drag her out of Town Hall in handcuffs only to...whatever that is...'' Snow is gesturing wildly and tries not to look at the two women covered with that ugly grey blanket.
''Yes, I did,'' the blonde answers with a head nod. Look at all the fucks I give.
''And how will you explain all of this to the people? Because you told them you have a witness. So you lied to them?'' Charming yells with his face almost red and it is the first time they have seen him so angry.
''Um...'' his daughter pretends to think about it for like...two seconds. ''I did not lie to them. She used magic. She did violate the signed agreement. And I have a witness.''
''Oh, sassy. I like it,'' Regina whispers against her wife's ear. She feels so proud and turned on by the blonde's behavior. It's as though Regina has just realized how hot her wife's sassy demeanor is. Emma gazes at her and throws her one of her sexy smirks.
''You have a witness?'' Charming clearly can't believe what he is seeing and hearing.
Snow steps back and reaches her hands out grabbing what is behind her. She leans backward on the desk with eyes firmly on the floor. Her other hand covers her mouth. She knows what will come from Emma's mouth. But she is afraid of her husband's reaction.
''Yes, dad, I do,'' the blonde says proudly.
''Where is he? I don't see him.''
''He is resting now, David. I seem to have worn him out,'' Regina retorts with the same sassy tone she used before the curse broke.
Still not understanding any of this, Charming looks around searching for the witness. Snow tries her best not to laugh but Emma ruins her attempts by cracking up. Both mother and daughter laugh so hard that their cheeks flush with color and are followed by Regina.
Charming watches as the three women bend over in laughter and feels ignored. He feels dumb.
''Dad, the witness...'' after what feel like an eternity Emma speaks up. ''Regina made me a penis with her magic.'' Once she tells him, the blonde burst into laughter again. This is just too funny.
''A what?'' The blonde man takes a step towards his daughter. He is sure he didn't hear her right.
''Oh, for God's sake, David,'' Regina explodes over his stupidity. ''A penis. The thing you have in your pants.'' Which is disputable. The former Queen has always thought that Charming is way too girlish. After all, it was Snow who took his sword out when Regina appeared at their wedding ceremony uninvited.
''The same but bigger.'' Snow thinks she mumbles it quietly but everyone's shocked faces suggest otherwise.
''Mine is bigger than Dad's?''
''Emma, what are you going to tell the people?'' Snow realizes her mistake and tries to veer away from the topic.
''That...um...Regina, help me, won't ya?'' The blonde tries to mumble something, but her brain is still trying to wrap around the idea that her member is bigger that her dad's.
''No, this is your mess. You clean it up.''
Emma pouts and brings out her best puppy eyes to her wife.
''I just wanted to play with you.'' Even her voice is childish.
''If you want to play with me, take me to the bedroom, to the cabin. Even in the cars if you like. If you are so needy for me, take me to the nearest fucking bushes,'' Regina says but regrets her words as she sees her wife grinning like an idiot from ear to ear. Why did I have to put such ideas in her head?
''You have to figure something out, Emma. And it has to be very convincing,'' she says with firm voice, leaving no room for jokes. Both women hold their gaze for a while before Emma turns to her parents.
''Well...Snow will tell them that she asked Regina to use magic.''
''Hell no,'' Charming snaps before his wife has the time to open her mouth.
''Why not? Do you have a better suggestion?'' Emma asks.
''No, but we are not lying for her." Her father is stubborn as she is.
Snow's brown eyes are looking at Regina's soft and relaxed features. The younger woman fumbles through her memory for the last moment when she saw Regina in this state. The stables. A smile forms on her pale face as the words ''True Love is magic'' swirl in her mind.
''I'm going to say that I asked Regina to make a magical surprise for Henry's birthday,'' Snow finally says.
Everyone looks at her surprised.
''Regina did this because she is missing the one thing in life that can make her feel like a real woman – a child.'' The short-haired woman's words are addressed to her husband.
''Snow, you haven't forgotten what she has done to all of us, Emma included, right?'' The blond man tries to reason with his wife, although he knows once Snow has made her mind there is no going back.
''No, I haven't,'' she says. ''But I also haven't forgot that she was twenty years old when she was forced to marry a man who was old enough to be her father. I haven't forgotten...'' Snow looks at Regina whose eyes are starting to water, ''that she was forced to be in bed with him every single night.''
The former Queen closes her eyes to prevent tears from falling and turns her head to the wall. She can't face her wife now. Emma sits up and makes soothing circles at her small back.
''I haven't forgotten how people called her barren and all kinds of terrible words because she couldn't produce a male heir to the throne. But it was my father's fault in a first place. He said to his trusted people that he already had an heir.''
Snow pauses for a while seeing the influence her words have on Regina. She turns to Charming and looks him in the eyes.
''So, yes. I am going to cover for my daughter who wanted to give her wife what she has always dreamed of.'' She blinks, causing the tears to fall on her cheeks and turns her head to the couple on the bed. ''Regina, I'm so, so sorry.''
Snow storms out of the station. Her eyes are red and the tears fall freely. She has awaken memories that are too painful for everyone. At some point, this could have been good for all of them. But right now, those memories hurt like a bitch.
Regina tosses the blanket to her wife, stepping over her. Emma helps her out of the bed and watches as the brunette runs after her mother.
Once the Mayor exits the building, she yells Snow's name again and again until the woman stops. Snow turns slowly looking at her feet.
''Snow, I...'' Regina's voice fades. She looks at the woman before her who was once her step-daughter.
''No, Regina, I'm the one that should say sorry.'' Snow shakes her head and looks into the brown eyes before her. ''I shouldn't have spoken so freely in front of Emma. I don't know how much you told her.''
''I told her everything,'' the former Queen replies quickly. ''There are no secrets between us.'' She sighs. ''Except...my desire to have a child. It was secret until I made Emma's...'' Regina waves her hand and tilts her head.
''Why did you hide it?''
And for a second, Regina feels like this is the young Snow curious to know all about life from her step-mother. The older woman can't stop the smile forming on her face.
''Because I didn't know if I could have children.''
''I just told you that my father didn't want to have any more.''
''Yes, I know that.'' Regina remembers how her husband told her that almost every night when he was with her. But that would always remain a secret. ''Snow, I slept with Daniel long before I met you.''
''But then how...''
''Good acting and meat drippings from the kitchen,'' Regina smirks with pride.
Snow burst into laugh that almost brings the tears back in her eyes and the older brunette joins her.
''And my...father b-bought that?'' the younger woman asks between pants.
''Oh, he was delighted,'' the words come out as bitter-sweet. "Having a young, virgin woman made his ego bigger. Every time he...uh...'' she clears her throat chasing away the painful memory, ''which was only once a week thankfully...he said that he was protecting me because I was young.''
''Yeah...'' Snow doesn't know what to say. This is unexpected for her. She has always had this image in her head that her father was the first man Regina had been with but...
In this very moment, thankfully or not, Emma's voice reaches the two brunettes' ears.
''You two ok?''
''Yes, we are, Emma,'' Regina turns to her wife and throws her a warm smile. ''We were just coming.''
She takes Snow hand in her and the pair walks towards the blonde. The latter stays at the station's entrance stunned to see her mother and her wife holding hands and just happy after some alone time.
''Snow, you do know that you telling the town's people won't convince them, don't you?'' Regina asks softly.
''I do know,'' the younger brunette answers.
''It should be Charming, but he will be hard to convince,'' the Mayor says.
''I know just the way,'' Snow says winking at her step-...Regina.
''What the hell just happened?'' Emma asks as she saw the wink.
''Nothing bad. No one is dead. Get inside. We have a birthday to plan,'' the former Queen orders, grabbing her wife by the arm.
The three women enter the station hand in hand with Regina in the middle.
''What the hell happened?'' Charming questions upon seen the impossible. Regina and Snow hand in hand, smiling, no visible scaring...after they were alone for a while.
''We had a talk,'' the older brunette says with a soft chuckle, detaching herself from the blonde.
''We should do this more often.'' Snow turns and takes both of Regina's hands in hers.
Emma walks over to her father. Both of them lean on the desk in the middle of the station, crossing hand over chests watching the two women in front of them.
''Regina is high on magic but I have no explanation for mother's behavior.''
''Can magic be contagious?'' the father asks.
Emma shrugs and turns to the brunettes.
''Regina, can magic be contagious?''
''No. But we have far more important issues to address.''
''I know,'' Emma responds sensing where this is headed, ''On my way to the Town Hall I dropped the menu list at Granny's. She took it. Personally. She said, and I quote, 'Super'.''
''What about the decorations?'' the brunette wonders.
''You are going to make them with magic because I'm too tired,'' Emma states matter-of-factly.
''Oh, am I?'' the Queen raises one eyebrow, stunned by her wife's tone.
''Can I make a suggestion?'' Snow cuts in. ''Charming and I just bought a house,'' she pauses waiting for the congratulations from the two women. After they were, done she continues. ''We will be delighted to host the party for Henry.''
''Deal. But you are taking Henry afterwards,'' Emma offers rapidly for Regina and Snow's liking.
''Deal. But you are taking him tonight,'' Charming says in the exact same manner.
Father and daughter high-five each other before the stunned faces of the two brunettes.
''Emma, you do know that you have plans for going out, right?'' Regina asks, not liking where this is heading.
''I am and you are going to watch the kid,'' the cocky blonde answers and steps closer to her wife.
''I am and you are going to sleep on the couch, Ms. Swan,'' the former Queen says in business-like tone.
''Someone is in trouble,'' Snow, now sitting next to her husband, whispers to him as they watch the interaction with their jaw drops.
''Shh,'' the man silences her with a finger to her mouth.
''Yes, I'm going to August's and there is couch, but I'll sleep on his bed,'' the blonde teases.
''I'm calling Maleficent for a naked sleepover,'' the Queen's voice, almost a growl, suggests she isn't going to back down anytime soon.
The blonde's mind freezes for a second to picture the sleepover. The image makes the magic in her wander through her body freely which wakes up the dragon downstairs.
''You-you...'' the young woman swallows hard, ''wouldn't dare.''
''Challenge accepted, Ms. Swan.''
''Woooow!'' comes from the Charmings.
''I'm staying at August with him and Leroy,'' the blonde tries desperately to be the winner.
''August isn't gay and Leroy would be too drunk to even do anything.''
''Fuck you,'' Emma is about to lose total control any second now. The magic inside of her is buzzing dangerously high right now.
''You already did that,'' Regina senses her wife's magic and decides to stop this thing before it gets out of hand. It's fun to tease each other like that, but not when Emma still can't control herself and not just one day before Henry's birthday. When she speaks again, her voice is calm, almost soothing. ''But I won't be able to call Mal, because I can't use magic to contact her. So, it would be just me and Henry.'' She flashes her wife a smile.
''Good. That's good.'' Emma agrees.
Snow and David's faces. The show had just started to get interesting and they stopped.
''Well, David and I are going to talk to the people and explain everything to them,'' Snow knows that it's time for them to go. ''Regina, when you finish work today, call me. I'll show you the new house and we'll decide on Henry's surprise.''
''Sounds good, Snow. Goodbye.''
''Bye mom, dad.''
''Bye,'' Snow calls back as her and her husband leave the station.
Regina looks at her wife whose face shows that a thousand and one questions are circling in her mind right now.
''Ask away, Emma.''
''Snow's little speech...'' The Sheriff isn't too confident about bringing this up. But since there is a great chance she won't see her wife until the blonde comes back from August's, she decides to do it anyway. "Didn't it summon some unpleasant memories?''
''It already has,'' Regina admits looking away from the green eyes.
"Will you be ok tonight...without me?'' Emma knows that these memories disturb her wife. It's not a pleasant sight and it makes her sick to her stomach. She even wishes she could just erase them.
The brunette takes a deep breath before answering to this one.
''I'll manage.''
''You sure, coz I can cancel on...'' is all the Sheriff can say before her wife's lips capture her bottom one and begin sucking on it. A moan escapes from the blonde and her hands grab her wife's dress-clad waist. She pulls her body closer to her as her wife's tongue plunges inside her mouth and chases hers around.
Regina growls as her ass is being squeezed by strong hands. She pushes herself further into her wife's body, delighted by the way their bodies fit so perfectly and how quickly they are ready for one another. Emma's hard member is pressed against brunette's belly and wetness is starting to pour out of the Queen. Their heavy, labored breathing quickly becomes synced with one another's. Their breasts brush against each other. Even with the fabrics in their way, the two women can feel how hard their nipples are. The brunette's hands, which until now had been tangled in the blonde's hair, go to Emma's belt. Regina fumbles with it. Her brain isn't sending the right signals to her hands due to her wife's very distracting, talented muscle. She tries and tries until the blonde stops her actions and separates herself from full, red lips. She gazes at her wife and finds her problem very amusing and flashes a smile.
''Don't laugh,'' Regina is not amused. She is, once again, a hot mess and it's all Emma's fault. The brunette takes a deep breath and goes for the stubborn belt again.
All the blonde can do is stand there with her eyes watching the Queen's hands closely. It's one of the most erotic experiences; to be able to see Regina Mills undoing her leather belt, then unzipping dress pants and unbuttoning the two buttons of dark blue male boxers. Her hand sneaks in and has no trouble finding the hardness. Regina takes the member out, and for a brief moment, wonders how strange their situation is. How could Emma feel the same way as before, yet completely different?
She doesn't have time to answer. The brunette feels herself being pushed backwards to some unknown destination. Emma frees her hardness from the former Queen and steers her towards the nearest desk. The action is so ordinary, yet so hot. The blonde rests her hands on the older woman's round ass, feeling the heated, firm flesh underneath the dress. Her hands descend a little lower, just where the butt ends and the legs begin. Emma pats the place and her wife gets the hint. The brunette jumps slightly allowing the younger woman to grab her and she wraps her legs around the jean-clad waist. The grey dress hitches up from the move.
''Somebody is dripping,'' Emma teases when she feels her wife's core against the hardness.
''Sheriff, make it quick,'' Regina commands while she is being placed gently on the desk.
''And eager too,'' the blonde woman smirks and kneels in front of her Queen. Without breaking eye contact, Emma moves her head between toned thighs until her nose is almost touching the brunette.
Regina's breathe hitches at the sight and another shot of arousal pours out of her. Emma inhales the sweet aroma deeply.
''And smells excited,'' the blonde says before licking her wife on the entire length of the swollen and moistened lips. The brunette jerks, causing the woman between her legs to giggle. The blonde dips her tongue in wet folds and hear a loud moan from above.
''I-I need y-you now,'' Regina manages to murmurs. She knows Emma loves to please her and play with her until the former Queen can't take it anymore. But now is not the time. Regina needs to feel safe and away from the past. And the only place she can feel that is in Emma's embrace.
The blonde senses the desperation and the need in the plea and obliges without a second thought. She knows that her wife needs to feel her warmth.
Emma stands up, and without further delay, enters Regina slowly, drinking in the sensation of being this woman's need. She thrusts leisurely, but all the way. She has always been able to tell what Regina wants, how she wants it. But now, with the magic inside her, it's like they can communicate on a deeper level. Like they can read each other's minds. It's amazing and scary at the same time.
Regina locks her hands in the golden mane of her wife and buries her face in the blonde's neck. She tries to focus on the pleasure the trusts are giving her. She tries to distribute the feeling all over her body. It's magic, Regina, let it flow, she thinks to herself. She needs it to chase away the pain from the past that has just emerged on the surface. Sex could never do that. Sex just can't go deep enough. But making love to Emma does. It does it every time. It's the one thing that can heal everything without using magic. But it is magic after all. True Love's magic.
Emma's palms are flat on the marble desk giving her more freedom with her hips. The blonde continues to thrust slowly, absorbing the pleasure from every inch in and out. She feels how part of the magic is released from her member and circles around them. That very moment, she hears a soft sob from her wife.
Emma opens her eyes and all she sees is purple. More like pink-purple. She pulls back enough to meet Regina's watered gaze. The blonde stops all movements.
''What the hell is that?'' she asks as they look around to see the pink-purple cloud around them.
''I don't know,'' Regina answers truly fascinated by the phenomena.
The two women spend a few more moments trying to figure this out, but in vain.
''Start moving again because it's fading away,'' Regina says. Somehow she feels the cloud is connected to their activity.
''Okay,'' Emma agrees and carries on with the thrusts as the break never occurred.
The couple dives into their previous activity with their eyes on the cloud. They see how the magic is bright again in a matter of seconds. Regina smiles and kisses her wife. She pours all her love into that kiss which brings them over the edge as they whisper ''I love you''. The climax washes over them as Emma wraps her hands around Regina. The couple stays in each other's embrace, exchanging breaths, smiles and love.
Once their heartbeats come back to normal, the cloud disappears.