The latest installment in a collection of sexy intimate moments between Regina and Emma Swan-Mills. Each chapter is a racy standalone ficlet created to celebrate the love between Swan Queen. Even though it is left as an open-ended work, it is COMPLETE.

Happy Swan Queen Sunday (forget Easter)! Here's some Swan Queen SEX!

A Life Made Truly Extraordinary

"I had no idea that fate's real reason for me casting the Dark Curse

was so that we could find our way to each other, with different

hearts and different minds. I wasn't in a position to love before. But

when I first met you, it scared me how much I wanted to believe it

could be possible. And I hated you, and I loved you."

-Regina Mills to Emma Swan in her

speech at their Engagement Dinner

Regina thrashes about in her bed, wearing a thin cameo-pink colored camisole with spaghetti straps and delicate lace edges. Her nipples bead against the soft pearlescent silk and the hem is pushed up around her middle. The plain of her stomach rises and falls as her lips part on a keening cry. Her hands grasp at the thickness of the headboard, palms pushing against its impressible upholstery as her neck arches.

A seeking hand travels up from beneath the sheets and snakes its way into the sleek lingerie fabric to claim a quivering breast, massaging it demandingly, soothing Regina's back down onto the mattress again. A hum of encouragement is heard from its owner along with wet suckling, to accompany Regina's ragged breaths.

With her left hand abandoning the headboard, Regina covers the kneading one beneath her top, and she tries to pull Emma away by the wrist, desperately wanting, no, needing a part of her lover against her lips. When she finds this not so easy a feat, she bunches the silken material up, exposing her straining, burgeoning torso and steals Emma's hand away, immediately bending her head up to draw two of Emma's fingers passed her already kiss-swollen lips.

Releasing her for a moment, Regina pants, "Emma," and then, "Darling," on a gasp at the swipe and tickle of Emma's tongue.

A determined hand sweeps the bed covers off a bobbing blonde head and caresses it before gently nudging at Emma's forehead. "Emma. That's twice."

"Yeah..." A glistening, cocky grin greets her before lowering to adorn Regina's pelvic mound with tender intermittent kisses. "I think you've got one more in you, babe."

"Oh, you do, do you?"

Emma's answer is to trace the entrance of her wife's body, curling and flicking her tongue. She enjoys Regina's squirm and quick intake of breath. Her woman, her wife, her true love.

A few years ago, Emma had almost gotten it so wrong; nearly made the biggest mistake of her life and chosen another. To think she would have missed out on all of this is heartbreaking, still, when she lets herself think about it. Thank goodness that she had come to her senses in the nick of time.

Regina lifts her head and frowns slightly at Emma, who appears to be sentimentally hugging her bottom half. The blonde's cheek is pressed against her, cherishing her, and the younger woman grips around her hips and thighs.

"Emma?"

"I love you."

The reply is so sweet and soft that it weaves through Regina, from her abdomen up through her middle and settles itself comfortably around her heart.

"I love you too, Darling." Regina lifts herself up on crooked elbows. An enchanting smile curves giving way to the most adorable dimples and Regina finds herself brimming with affection. Emma props her cute, slight-cleft chin where her cheek had been and their hands meet and join. Regina looks upon the young woman, who is the daughter of her once foe—now her wife—and the irony is not lost on her that Emma Swan-Mills is positively (a) Charming. And in this moment, like so many before, Regina wants this woman with an all-consuming passion and she will have her now. "I think you should come up here so that I can properly show you just how much I love you."

A blond eyebrow quirks and Emma slowly climbs and covers Regina's body. When their lips can, they press, nip and sample.

In minutes, their positions are reversed and it's Regina above Emma, straddling Emma's slim waist and discarding her pink camisole with her dark curls bouncing at the action. Her taut, dusky nipples distend and Emma's hands traverse up a toned middle to cover their swelled curves, relishing the feel of the tips pebbled in her palms.

"Hot. My wife is the hottest person on the planet."

Regina's smirk is just the tiniest bit wicked but in a sassy and sexy kind of way, and she hovers close, their lips nearly touching. "My wife needs to come… very, very soon."

"Hot and intuitive."

"And thorough." Regina places a lush kiss against the corner of Emma's mouth and then eagerly licks the bottom lip enticingly slow. "Very, very thorough."

Guiding Emma's hand down between their bodies, Regina urges her wife to touch herself, coaxing a rhythm with her own hand.

Her approving purr sets off tiny charges within Emma's system. "Emma. You sound so… aroused already, dear." Her finger glides through Emma's slick heat and the brunette makes a sinful show of slipping it into her mouth. "Mmmm, and you taste absolutely marvelous."

All Emma can manage is "Fuck, fuck…" before her mouth is claimed in a passionate caress while she fondles herself, first in wide circular motions and then firm diagonal brushes.

Emma is lost in a wild frenzy of their fun; her wife writhing above her, whispering rapturous commands in her ear, against her lips and then her collarbone. However, she nearly comes completely undone when Regina rears up, reaches behind her and Emma experiences the smooth head of a vibrator entering her already feverish body.

"Oh my fu-, Regina!"

Her stroking increases and she wets her lips before a moaning crescendo drop in time to enthusiastic ministrations.

Regina cannot resist the sensual sight before her any longer. She casts a spell, arranging the sex toy to continue its plunging and vibrating while she bends forward drawing her love's tongue into her mouth and tweaking rosy rigid nipples.

Stimulated everywhere, Emma grunts and whimpers, one hand deftly sweeping over her slippery hooded sex and the other clutching Regina to her. She can't see the toy her wife has conjured but she knows that Regina tailored it with her in mind and it feels wonderful, magnificent, amazing. After being married for as long as they have, her wife knows what she likes and how she likes it.

As the delicious tension builds higher and higher and Emma is nearing the pinnacle point of the release that Regina and she have been climbing toward, Emma opens her eyes and peers into her true love's, finding acceptance of all of her, pride in what Emma is and the great admiration felt by Regina in their depths. It only adds to their intimacy and spurs her to climb faster. She would give the world to Regina. Everything. Herself, her love and her pleasure. It is with this thought that Emma bears down and presses on her clit and Regina senses the importance of this action, sits up and pulls the vibrator up, driving the buried length of it firmly against the spot she knows it's needed most.

"Babe!"

Emma's eyelids clench closed tightly as a kaleidoscope of colors burst like fireworks. Her body trembles and it's when she starts to buck up into Regina that her wife decides to ride her forearm, and in short time, Regina comes in a violent flash too. Her emphatic shrieks match the undulating woman's beneath her.

Finally spent, Regina sags and inevitably collapses onto Emma.

A deep satisfaction ribbons around them, binding them in the languorous aftermath of their lovemaking, and as their bodies calm and their breathing evens out, they physically wrap around one another.

They luxuriate in being close. They delight in the intimate connection that they have, that they have always had. Regina slips her hands beneath Emma's pillow, committing all of this time to memory. How corny would it sound if she ever told that to anyone? That the former Evil Queen, Regina Mills, was a big hot emotional mess for Sheriff Emma Swan-Mills. She suspects they all already know that Emma is her weakness, along with Henry, and how Regina has never been this ecstatically happy before. So she vows, with a smile, that she will never tell anyone. Well, maybe Emma. She'll tell Emma how happy she makes her.

Emma's hands move down a lightly perspiration sheened back to cup and claim a full, rounded bottom. They belong to each other. This sense of love and security has healed many years of anguish and fear. Of feeling sorely lacking and not good enough. Regina has taught her something that no one else has taught her. That she can be proud of the person that she was. That she take everything she had learned. To embrace her imperfections and celebrate them. That was how they were special and unique together. They didn't have to jump through hoops to find happiness. They just needed to open their eyes and see what was right in front of them all along.

She feels Regina kiss her shoulder and Emma counts her blessings: her son, her wife, her parents and brother. Mine. She finally has the family, the home, that she has always wanted and she is never letting them go. Not ever again.

They huddle together, completely absorbed in one another. It's moments like these that make a life truly extraordinary.

Regina can feel Emma's tongue trace the vein at her throat before she nibbles, so Regina places a quick kiss at her temple. Chuckling and head-shaking ensue when her beautiful and silly idiot breaks the silence and muffles against her skin, "See? I told you you had another one left in you."

Wow! We are on Chapter 10 already! Thank you so much for reading this. I enjoy writing married Swan Queen, especially the sexy moments between them.

What'd you think about the quote at the beginning from Regina? I got a little weepy myself. Now, imagine Emma with misty eyes hearing it. Now, imagine her wiping a lone tear from her eye as she laughs at her mother, who broke out bawling sentimentally at it. Snow and Charming were so happy, and Henry couldn't stop smiling the entire night at his moms' engagement dinner. Swan Mills Charming family makes the best story!