A/N- Thanks for all the reviews. I'm glad my work has been so well received. I'm trying to pace myself in posting the new chapters because I still really have no idea where these two are gonna end up after the hex is broken…any ideas or critiques? Bring them on ;)
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Emma looked down at her a moment and hesitated. But when she saw the faintest hint of a smirk on the mayor's lips, she stripped. Regina watched in amazement as Emma leapt up and ripped her shirt over her head before turning to shuck her jeans. The brunette had to admit, an almost nude Emma with only black undies on was certainly arousing. She felt the heat and sensitivity subsiding in her body and looked down in surprise.
"It's working isn't it?" Emma joined her on the bed and straddled her. Regina wouldn't look at her; she turned her head away. But the blonde trapped her jaw in her hand and drug it back to face her. "I can see it in your eyes." She leaned down and rubbed her lips along Regina's. The brunette sighed into her and opened her mouth; willing Emma to plunder with her tongue.
Emma detected a softening in the brunette under her and chocked it up to her extreme hour of need. Regardless of the reason, Regina Mills was now spread out beneath her; begging for attention. Emma found that she would be damned if she didn't give the woman what she was asking for. She sank her mouth into Regina's painted red lips. The woman opened for her willingly, calling her down into the dark swirling magic of her moist mouth. Emma broke the kiss and looked down at the woman panting beneath her.
She had not expected the kiss to be filled with such longing. Desire she had expected, frustration and desperation she had been prepared for. Even lust would have been an acceptable emotion; but the longing and the need and the hunger she had found somewhat unsettled her. Regina looked up at her, lips red from Emma's mouth and chest heaving in passion. "Is there a problem?"
"I just…wasn't…" She began and looked down at the woman who held a small, vulnerable amount of self-doubt in her eyes.
"Do you wish to stop?" Regina asked with pursed lips. Then it hit Emma; the mayor thought that her kisses had been unsatisfactory to the blonde.
Emma laughed and the brunette looked highly affronted until she spoke. "I have just never been kissed like that." She grinned sheepishly down at the woman below her; still incapable of a great deal of movement.
"Did you expect me to be inexperienced? To have no knowledge or tutelage in lovemaking?"
"Regina, you can't teach the way you kiss." The blonde caught her lips with her own once more before she could protest and the brunette instantly melted into the sensation.
"Miss Swan, I think I am ready."
"Ready?" The blonde murmured as she traveled along her neck and jawline; nibbling as she went and relishing the sensation of Regina squirming beneath her. "Are you sure?" She cupped the woman's creamy breast and flicked at her nipple with her thumb. The brunette gasped and bucked hard in a combination of pain and pleasure. "Because you still seem somewhat sensitive. Am I not affecting you strongly enough? Is there something else you want me to try?"
Regina was caught between a rock and a hard place. On the one hand, she could admit that the infuriating woman was affecting her more strongly than anyone ever had, or she could deny it and have Emma torture her even more. The dark eyes glazed over in anticipation of what Emma's hands and mouth could do to her. "I…" she began but her voice was stifled when Emma flicked her nipple once again. She hissed quietly and lifter her hands to rake down Emma's thighs.
"I must be doing a fair job; as you have some control of your body now."
That depends on how you define control, Regina thought to herself. "Yes, Miss Swan. You have helped me greatly. I would further appreciate it if you would finish the task at hand."
"The task at hand?" Emma chuckled at the choice of words and slipped her body down the nude woman, causing an involuntary shudder of need. "Oh, right. I have a job to do." She slipped down to breath cool waves of breath on Regina's hot, tortured center.
"No, not your mouth-"
"You seemed to enjoy it last time."
"Last time anything else was too much; use your hand."
"I think my mouth would be more efficient." Emma argued mildly. "It is, after all the most gentle." She licked the woman's folds seductively but Regina cried out in pain. "Oh, shit. I'm sorry Regina, you said you were ready and I-" Emma rose up to kiss her neck, chest and face. Finally settling on her lips tenderly. "I got carried away."
"Understandably." Quipped the woman beneath her. "Why don't you attend to your own needs and perhaps by that time, I will have gained enough balance to end this torturous night."
"My needs?" Emma asked. Regina arched a brow and directed her pointed gaze to the slick residue on her stomach; left by the friction of Emma's center on her abs. "Oh, I'm more worried about you right now." She said but her breath hitched when Regina slipped a thigh between her legs.
"No, dear, I insist." She said and looked up at her. "It will give me time to regain myself." She slid her leg seductively against Emma's heat and it came away wet.
"Anything to help." Emma muttered and stripped off her remaining clothing. Regina raised her leg up to connect with Emma and the blonde let out a low moan.
"My dear, Sheriff. You seem to have lost control yourself." Regina quipped and smiled up at her as she felt the blonde rubbing her slick folds along her flesh. "Here, let me help you." The brunette reached up and took the full, jostling globes above her in her hands. She cupped and molded and flicked Emma's nipples relentlessly until the younger woman was gasping and quaking. Regina watched in awe as Emma came; bucking against her thigh and tossing back her curls. The only coherent thought that the brunette was capable of making at the time was that Emma Swan was the most magnificent creature she had ever laid eyes on. "Emma." She breathed quietly.
But the blonde heard her. She pitched forward and covered Regina's mouth with her own, allowing her to feel the last remnants of the climax washing through her. "Fuck." Emma finally said. "Are you sure you've never done this before?" She pulled away and nestled between Regina's thighs.
"I would have remembered, dear." She took a stab at her old bravado and almost managed it. Her own hormones were combating the curse admirably; but she still needed release and only Emma could give her that. "Now, Miss Swan, if you would be so kind…"
"Oh, right." Emma licked her lips and lowered her mouth to Regina's folds. The brunette stiffened but the sheriff's hands soothed her thighs and pried them further apart. "Relax."
"I have never allowed-" Her breathing became shallow and Emma's eyes snapped to her face.
"You've never allowed anyone down here?"
"Not like this." She panted.
"That's a damn shame."
"I never missed it."
"Not for you, woman," Emma hissed and kissed the swollen bud gently; gauging the intake of breath for pain, hearing none, she continued. "For your lovers."
"Wh-wha-what?" Whatever Regina had been expecting her to say, it wasn't that.
"You're delicious." Emma mumbled to herself and tickled her clit delicately. "Does that hurt?"
"No."
"Do you like it?" came the next question and Regina bit down on her lip. She looked down to where Emma's eyes peered up at her from between her thighs and found it to be an honest question.
"Yes, Miss Swan, that will do nicely." She said, attempting disdain and failing miserably. "Just continue." A note of pleading crept into her voice.
As if I could stop. Emma scoffed to herself as she licked and rolled the bud in her mouth. The brunette writhed in pleasure rather than pain and Emma knew that she was close to the edge. Reaching up, she brought a finger to press into the woman's heat.
"Miss Swan-"
"My name," Emma slid in a second finger and began to pump slowly while still pleasuring her clit with her tongue. "Is Emma." She pumped harder and the brunette cried out, clutching at the blonde's shoulders in surprise and need. "Is that ok?"
"Oh, yes." She moaned and moved her hips to accommodate the woman's magic hands and mouth. "Just don't stop. I am close."
This caused a feral snarl from the blonde between her legs as she redoubled her efforts and was rewarded with Regina's fingernails breaking the skin on her shoulders. As she sensed the climax, Emma rose up to meet the dark gaze of the woman under her. The fingers of her right hand continued to pump as she drove the heel of her palm into the bundle of nerves between her lover's thighs. Regina ground her heat into Emma's hand frantically.
The blonde looked deep into her eyes as she touched her and Regina looked away but Emma caught her chin in her hand and forced it back. "Look at me." She whispered and the brunette leveled a dark, defiant stare at her lover.
Suddenly, the orgasm overcame her. Regina bucked up wildly and clamped her folds down around Emma's fingers. She could not tear her gaze away from the green eyes above her. "Fuck." She gasped and a smile curled on Emma's lips to hear the mayor say such naughty words. But her next word left the blonde breathless. "Emma." The woman breathed and collapsed; spent and rightfully exhausted.
Without hesitation, the blonde pulled the covers up around both of them and tucked the tired woman into her arms. She didn't see Regina as a big cuddler, but felt that anyone would want be held after what she had been through. Her assumption was correct. A tiny smiled formed on the blonde's lips as the mayor curled into her, sighed, and fell asleep.