A.N. If you don't know the song, I recommend listening to Lana Del Rey's, Gods and Monsters for the song/lyrics mentioned in this chapter. :) P.S. The lyrics will be in italics.
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Regina is sitting at her desk, reading through her daily emails when there is a light knock on her partially open office door. She glances up to see August peek his head in and she smiles, nodding him into the room. She glances back at her computer screen as August approaches, finding a seat along the arm of the couch. "I know it's office hours, Boss but do you think we can have a conversation as just Regina and August right now? Because usually Emma is around obviously and .. "
At the mention of her fiancé's name, brown eyes quickly find August's gaze and she feels herself nodding slowly. "Of course. What's on your mind?" But she already knows, she saw it for herself when Emma had excitedly told the man they were engaged. Emma had been cuddling into the side of her so she didn't see August's reaction. The flicker of uncertainty flash through his eyes before he blinked it away and put on a bright smile. That was two weeks ago and Regina knew this conversation was looming on the horizon.
She clears her throat and leans back in her leather bound chair, crossing her legs in the process before resting her hands along each armrest. She tilts her head and patiently waits for August to speak. His blue eyes remain focused on her own as he watches her take on a regal posture if there ever was one. Normally he would smile at the familiar tactic but this time it's an approach directed at him so he feels his palms begin to sweat as he quickly rubs them along his black jeans.
She watches him fidget as he brushes a few loose strands of hair away from his eyes. He needs a haircut, she can't help but think as she realizes just how well she has come to know this man since dating Emma. She decides to put him at ease as she makes her tone playful. "August .. I'm waiting."
"Right .. so again just to reiterate, this isn't an employer - employee convo .. okay? It's a Regina - August one." He nods his head, more so for his own acknowledgement than for her own, and she smiles at him. The kind of smile that always makes him gulp as he stands up and begins to pace around the front of her desk.
"Right. Understood." She nods her head, eyes dancing amid a sea of lightened brown as she tries not to laugh at the mans obvious nerves. "So, I can assure you, I won't be conjuring any fireballs to send your way, dear. Now please, pick one and sit." She nods her head to the empty dual chairs that rest along the front of her desk and August grins at her before sitting down in one of them.
"Fireballs, huh? That would be pretty cool though." He winks at her and all the jitters that had been residing in him seem to float away. Regina seems to have that effect on people, she can calm someone down or instill an all consuming fear in them. Whichever she chooses, he thinks as his eyes lock onto a steady brown gaze again.
He clears his throat and begins. Finally.
"Well, about the engagement .. Emma told me that you were the one who proposed and .. well .. see, I thought Emma had. I had a conversation with her yesterday and I just wanted to make sure she had asked for the right reasons and not because - "
"Not because you had been leaving bridal magazines around the loft?"
His eyes widen before he smiles sheepishly at her and Regina can clearly see his little boy features shining through for a moment; of what he must have looked like if he had been caught with his hand inside a cookie jar. She shakes her head, trying to stifle a laugh as he continues, "Well, yeah, I mean, it was meant to be a joke and I just wanted to make sure she didn't get the wrong impression with me doing that, ya know? Anyway, that's when she told me that you had been the one to ask and well, to be blunt, Regina, I just don't get it."
She leans forward on her desk, clasping the palms of her hands in front of her as she slowly asks, "What don't you get, August?"
He leans forward as well, meeting her determined gaze head on. "A month ago, you were too scared to let Emma in .. a month ago that girl was crying into my chest because of that fact and now? Now, you ask her to spend the rest of your lives together? I'm sorry, Regina but it makes no sense. I can't help but feel as if you have something you are trying to prove here."
She narrows her eyes. "Prove to Emma?"
"Prove to yourself. Like you can in fact do this again. Fall in love and accept all that comes with that."
"I have no intention of hurting Emma ever again."
"Well, no one intentionally means to hurt the ones they love, Regina. You know what they say about good intentions though."
She leans back in her chair again, studying the man for a minute before she says, "I think you should invest in having your own love life, Booth and please stay out of mine and Emma's."
"Well, if it wasn't for me, you two wouldn't have even met so - "
"So, that gives you a free pass to insult me and - "
"It gives me a certain level of responsibility here. For Emma. I got her into this and - "
"And you'll what? Get her out of it?" She clicks her tongue, eyes narrowing as she sees this for what it really is. She laughs and August gulps at the tone of it. "I get it. This is a pissing contest, no? Over Emma because for the first time since you took her in, you aren't the only apple in her eye." Regina shakes her head before rolling her eyes at him.
He wants to wipe the smug look off her face, so he doesn't think before he speaks next. "Oh, this isn't the first time, Regina. Don't flatter yourself. Like you, Emma has loved before. She's been hurt and that is why I am sitting here talking with you. It's not about me trying to stake my claim on Emma, having to mark my territory on our bond. Emma is my family and I need to know you are doing this for the right reasons and not just to try and prove some point to yourself. She has already been down that road, Regina .. plain and simple."
Regina feels like a knife has been twisted around in her gut as she takes in August's words. Her voice is quiet as she asks, "Has Emma .. been married before?" She feels the breath inside her lungs tighten because surely that should have been something divulged to her. Emma should have shared that information with her and a sense of something begins to wash through her. Betrayal maybe? Definitely hurt. A blur of mixed emotions begin to stab at her heart as she sees August quickly shake his head.
"No .. but she was in love enough that it could have steered in that direction if .. "
She waits with bated breath for August to continue but he doesn't. A few minutes tick by and she has to be the one to prod him further. "August .. if what?" Brown eyes stare into his own and he knows he has said too much. Emma is going to kill him.
"This just proves my point. You two barely know each other. She hasn't told you about .. things and I'm sure there are still aspects of your life that need to be shared, Regina."
She takes a deep breath, letting it out slowly as she studies the man again. She can see the concern washing through his eyes, the worry lines wrinkling his brow and she gets it. She really does. She doesn't like it but she gets it. She reaches out and takes his hand, clasping it in her own before she says, "August, I will never regret asking Emma to marry me. I want nothing more then to be her wife and share our lives together. I know it might be fast per se but in no way did I rush into it. I love her, August. And I can't imagine my life without her; the thought makes me feel incomplete, hollow. If there was such a thing as True Love, well, that's how it feels when Emma holds me, when she kisses me, it simply competes with no other." A few tears escape, running a trail down perfect features and August quickly reaches out to brush them away.
Regina smiles into the tender touch and she feels August squeeze her hand. "You need to know her heart is safe with mine."
He gives her a smile, it doesn't quite reach his eyes but it's close enough. She'll take it because she knows trust isn't just eagerly handed out, it has to be earned. And it has only been a short while for August to be used to this fresh news. To have faith in her.
She decides to tease the man, to lighten the mood, to maybe break the ice just a little. "So, I suppose I'll have to cancel city hall tomorrow." She tsk's and shakes her head while August points a finger at her, laughing despite himself.
"Funny. Very funny." He lets go of her hand and leans back in his chair, crossing his arms before his voice gets all serious again. "How long will the engagement be, ball park figure here?"
Regina leans back, mirroring his own posture as she answers his question. "I can assure you, August, that Emma and I are in no rush .. we already talked about this and at least a year. We want to enjoy this time together and well, enjoy falling even more in love, I suppose. If that makes sense?" She shakes her head at herself and August feels his defenses whittling away. Just a little.
Enough to flash the older woman an authentic smile. "Now that, that kind of makes sense to me." He winks before getting up and leaving her be with her emails at hand.
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"Where are you going?"
"To give August a fat lip to go with his big mouth, that's where." Regina watches Emma quickly pick up her discarded jeans and she knows instantly Emma's anger is just a cover up, a mask to hide behind. She recognizes it well, considering it's what she did for the last four years herself. She clears her throat and Emma turns to look at her before bending down to swoop up her t shirt.
"What? It's not okay what he did and he needs to know that, Regina."
"Perhaps, but he needs to know it now, sweetheart? It's almost midnight." She watches as Emma diverts her eyes and quickly pulls the t shirt over her head. Regina sighs and walks to the younger woman, smiling as Emma's head peeks out and she finishes dragging the piece of clothing down her body. She feels the familiar warmth that always radiates off of Regina as strong arms wrap around her waist and she can't help but lean into the embrace.
"We don't have to talk about it now, Emma .. at some point, I would hope you will tell me about that time in your life but if you aren't ready, it's okay, darling." Regina kisses her, a light chaste peck along soft lips before she whispers against them, "I'm not going anywhere." Brown eyes glimmer with love that shines into Emma's soul and she feels her heart skip a few beats inside her chest as she leans her forehead against Regina's.
"As cheesy as this is going to sound but I'm gonna say it anyway, can we just go to sleep now. I just want to hold you as we fall asleep." Emma's arms wrap around her and her brown eyes follow a shy smile before it dips inside the crook of her neck. She feels a kiss lightly land along her bare skin and she nods her head as Emma's hand clasps her own and pulls her toward the bed.
As she watches Emma shed her clothes again and slip in next to her under the covers she can't help but be curious about who had once owned Emma's heart. Enough to leave her hurt and sad. August had said that Emma had been in love enough to possibly marry and she can't help but feel a bit possessive as she pulls Emma close against her. Her fingers find the silver band that now rests along Emma's ring finger and she twirls it around a few times, watching the glimmering princess cut shaped diamond sparkle before Emma reaches over her and clicks off the bedside light.
Emma kisses Regina's hand, brushing her lips over the white gold band that holds a blue sapphire nestled amid a circle of tiny diamonds. Regina pulls Emma close, whispering before lips claim hers in a kiss, "I adore my engagement ring, have I told you that yet today .. hmm?"
Emma chuckles into the kiss before Regina deepens it, touching the tip of her tongue to Emma's. When they pull away both women are smiling like two love sick fools as she finally answers her. "You might have mentioned it once or twice." She pulls the older woman against her again, sighing in content as Regina's head rests along her chest.
"I love you Emma." Those four words get mumbled into her naked flesh as she feels Regina sink into her, nestling close before her breathing deepens a little bit. She knows sleep will claim Regina soon and she feels herself drifting away as well as she quietly whispers, "I love you more, baby."
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One week later ..
"You're gonna .. put on a show for me?" Emma's eyes glaze over as her brain catches up with what is going on and Regina leans down, kissing her lips once, twice, before she nips at a bottom lip.
"Yes. It's one of your fantasies, is it not?" Emma blushes and Regina hasn't seen her cheeks turn rosy like that since they first started this dance almost a year ago. She cups her face, bringing their eyes close as she whispers, "There you are, my shy girl and I still find it cute." Emma gives her a glare and Regina laughs, quickly amending her word choice. "Sexy .. I find it so sexy." Brown eyes dance in mischief and Emma feels her cock twitch as Regina turns away from her and makes her way up onto the runway shaped stage with swaying hips and an ass that Emma could stare at for days.
Music fills the room and then Regina is walking toward her, wearing the very same outfit she had worn the night they first met. The long black robe is tied loosely around her waist and Emma can see all the smooth curves that lay underneath the garment. She licks her lips and has to resist the urge to jump up and take the woman right there and then. Regina winks at her and then lyrics and a velvety beat pour out from the surrounding speakers that line each corner of the dimly lit room.
In the land of Gods and Monsters, I was an angel .. living in the garden of evil ..
Regina leans back against the silver pole, as she slowly unties the sash of her robe. She glides down the shining beam, opening her legs wide while she touches a few fingertips over her breasts, down a stomach before stroking herself between her legs.
Screwed up, scared, doing anything that I needed .. shining like a fiery beacon ..
Her eyes find Emma's and she winks again before blowing the younger woman a kiss. She raises her left arm and wraps a hand around the pole as she lifts herself up again; enjoying the feeling of cool metal as it caresses her through the sheer clothing. She leans back, eyes locking with Emma's once more.
You got that medicine I need .. give it to me slowly ..
She shimmers out of the robe, like a panther stalking gracefully through a jungle, before it lands softly by her feet. Emma's eyes follow its descent and she takes in the baby blue negligee that is barely covering a silver laced thong. Her eyes rake over toned legs that are held up by a pair of six inch black heels and she inhales a much needed deep breath. Regina steps forward; her eyes locking onto Emma's as she begins to dance.
Put your hands on my waist .. do it softly ..
She wraps her leg around the pole, grinding into it slowly as her fingers curl around the metal. She begins to stroke it, teasing eyes find Emma's and she pushes her body forward, letting the piece of metal rest between her breasts as she trails fingertips up and down the polished surface. Emma groans, titling her head back a little as she feels her dick harden inside her jeans. The fabric restrains the growing cock and Regina watches on as she bites her bottom lip. She decides to put Emma out of her misery as the younger woman's eyes open wide. A bright green gaze watches Regina's every movement as she steps down from the stage and saunters toward her.
Emma is completely lost in the moment, in the erotic scene that is playing out just for her as Regina's warm body slowly leans in before she is straddled. Regina begins to grind her pussy into her and she feels Emma's hands immediately grab her ass, giving it a squeeze as she is pushed forward. Emma arches up into her; cursing all the fabric that is still in the way. "God, baby .. I need to fuck you." She whimpers the demand into Regina's neck as the older woman bats her hands away, shaking her head in the process.
"No touching, Swan, until I say so and right now, I don't say so."
Stern brown eyes bare into Emma's, waiting for an answer and Emma pouts as she lets her hands fall to her sides. "Fine, but you better hurry up and say so, Mills."
Regina laughs before she leans down and nips Emma's ear, licking the outer shell before saying, "Just for that, I'm gonna go extra slow." She grinds into Emma's lap again, arching her lower back forward then out, as she rubs her clothed pussy against the hard cock.
You got that medicine I need .. shoot it up .. straight to the heart please ..
"I want to ride this dick, Swan .. " She cups her, fondling her through the tight fabric and Emma groans into the side of her cheek. "Was that an answer dear? I didn't quite catch it." She squeezes her balls, fingers gripping her as best she can and Emma nods her head before panting, "Yes! God, Regina .. yes, yes, yes!" Her balls are tight, her shaft throbbing even tighter and she needs these damn jeans off. Now.
In the land of Gods and Monsters I was an angel .. living in the garden of evil ..
The song begins to play again and Regina knows that's her cue. She has tortured her enough she thinks as she smirks at the quivering woman. Warm lips tickle Emma's ear as she hears one glorious word whispered against it, "Strip."
She nearly knocks Regina over as she quickly stands and shucks off her jeans; she goes to remove her boy shorts but Regina's hands on her wrist stop her from doing so. She shakes her head, saying, "Those stay on until I say otherwise, Miss Swan." Emma gulps as she feels Regina raise her arms, fingertips tickling her flesh as her shirt is pulled up and over her head. She wants to kiss Regina as her face comes into close contact with her own and she breathes in a wave of sweet perfume. Regina takes her hand and guides her to the stage before she has time to try and, more than likely be punished, for stealing a kiss.
She is pushed against the side of the stage, wearing nothing but her bra and underwear when Regina slips away for a moment. Emma tries to see where she has gone but the room is riddled in shadows once you leave the stage area so despite straining her neck to follow her, it is a hopeless cause. Only a minute has ticked by when Regina is standing in front of her again and she notices the black silk scarf. Emma can't help but have the thought that it matches the womans heels as Regina silently asks with her eyes if it's okay, as she holds up the fabric.
Emma gulps again, swallowing hard as she nods her head, yes. She taps her lips, silently asking her own question and Regina smiles before leaning in and granting her a kiss. Their tongues collide together, coasting along the other's muscle, delving in as the beat of the music spurs them on. They both moan into the kiss, and Emma raises her hands in the air, not touching Regina, but god does she want to as she feels Regina press up against her. She does enough touching for the both of them as she grips Emma's side, her hips, before sliding around to cup her ass, pulling her tight into her body so she can feel Emma's dick poking against her. She breaks away from the heated exchange and flashes the blonde a killer smile as she says, "That's my girl. No touching until I allow it."
Emma nods again as Regina whispers, "Close your eyes."
That command alone almost makes her come as she feels her fiancé's soft body press up against her as she ties the scarf; covering Emma's sight. Regina's breath and lips whisper by her ear, "Is this song okay to keep on or do you want me to change it?"
"No, no .. this song is .. it works just fine." Regina smiles, giving Emma an all knowing wink even though the woman can't see her as she leans in again and says, "I'm going to turn the music up now, you won't be able to see me, or hear me. But you will feel me. Is that alright, Emma?"
And she knows it's just Regina talking to her, not the Queen as her voice is laced with concern and worry for her wellbeing. Emma nods, saying a quick, "Yes, baby. May I touch you now?"
A simple, "No," is uttered and Emma pouts again. Regina chuckles before she slips her Queen mask back on, saying, "Don't frown, Swan .. it's unbecoming." Emma feels fingertips lightly grip her throat before her head is tilted and Regina begins to mark her neck. Emma hisses at the pain but then her belly does a somersault as Regina's tongue darts out to soothe the bruised skin. She hears the music begin to blare louder as Regina starts the song again.
Only a few seconds tick by before she feels fingertips brush along her shoulders and then underneath the straps of her bra, sliding it down and then the front clasp is released and her breasts spill free. Regina's body presses up against her again and it only takes one swipe of motion up and down her body for Emma to realize that it is in fact, the older woman's back side that is grinding up against her. She grips the edge of the stage on either side of her and bites down on a lip, willing herself not to reach out and grab onto Regina as she feels her ass press up against her stiff cock.
She moans at the friction and wishes they were both naked, so she could feel Regina's flesh grinding against her own. She yearns for this as Regina turns around, wrapping her arms around Emma's neck before she arches her pussy into her front now.
And you're making me crazy .. cause life imitates art ..
Regina moves away from her and Emma tries her best to keep her lips pout free as she waits for the woman's touch again. She gasps as she feels her underwear lowered and wet lips wrap around the tip of her all in one fluid motion. Her hands dart out from where they had been gripping the polished edge but she stops herself at the very last moment before burying them inside thick raven locks of hair.
She moans as Regina takes her deep, pulling and sucking on her good.
God, so fucking good.
You got that medicine I need .. fame, liquor, love .. give it to me slowly ..
She grips the edge of the stage again, as she feels her body get tugged forward as her ass is squeezed and she hits the back of Regina's throat. And then that warm wet mouth is gone. Regina's lips pull away, kissing the tip one last time before she stands and takes a step back, watching as Emma arches forward involuntarily from the sudden loss.
She smiles to herself, as she wraps her hand around Emma's shaft and runs her thumb over the tip of the head; smearing a trail of pre cum in the process. She can't help the self satisfying smirk that graces her lips as she knows she has Emma right where she wants her; literally in the palm of her hand.
She lets her go but leans in close, so Emma can hear her despite the music. "You're such a good girl, Emma and being good should be rewarded. You may touch me now." As fast as Regina thought she had the upper hand she loses it as a hand wraps around her waist and she is quickly pushed back against the side of the stage. Emma's body is pressing against her own before she feels two fingers slip past her lacey thong and find their way inside of her.
In the land of Gods and Monsters, I was an angel .. looking to get fucked hard ..
"Emma .. "
Two fingers pump into her, stroking her fast, riling her up as her pussy gets stretched and fucked good.
"So fucking good .. " Regina can't help it as her thoughts whimper out, uncontrollably. She grabs Emma's face, smashing their lips together in a clash of teeth and tongues as a third finger gets added. She wraps a leg around Emma's back, holding onto her shoulder's as she breaks away from the kiss to moan her name over and over. The younger woman smiles, her own satisfying smirk etched firmly in place as she pulls away and steps back. She can't see Regina or hear her but she can only imagine the flustered, flushed chest that is panting as Regina snaps her eyes open to look at her. And her imagination would be correct as the older woman mirrors just that. Her lower body is still arching itself forward as her pussy aches to come as she tries to regulate her breathing again. She takes in Emma's smile and full on cocky stance as hands are placed on each side of a hip and she wants to throttle her fiancé.
She lowers the music, placing the remote down onto the stage before she reaches out and slowly lowers the scarf. Brown eyes zero in on Emma's and if looks could kill, Emma would be a goner. But she doesn't care, she is still wearing that shit eating grin and is content with how this night is going.
"You're quite pleased with yourself, hmm?"
"You denied me, so I denied you. All is fair in love and war, my Queen." Emma curtsies before she quickly pulls up her underwear, snapping it around her waist as bright eyes tease dark brown.
"I didn't have you on the brink of coming, Emma! I .. "
"Was one second away, oh I'm well aware."
Regina takes a step forward and so does Emma until they are nose to nose.
"You are unbelievable! And you ruined the game. I knew I shouldn't have said you could touch me." Regina goes to walk past her but Emma's hand on her wrist stops her.
"We can still play, your Majesty." Emma clasps her hand, tugging her close but Regina turns her head at the last second so Emma's lips brush the side of her face instead of those pouty lips. She catches a glimmer of mischief swirling inside dark brown though and she knows Regina is just being hard to get.
"Come on, you're gonna like this idea, trust me." And as brown eyes give in and capture Emma's gaze, she feels a tingle begin to twirl inside her abdomen as Emma's idea gets whispered into her ear. When Emma steps back, it only takes Regina a second to nod her head before she is being guided up onto the stage.
She goes to slip her heels off but Emma's voice stops her. "No, leave those on .. please?" A blush touches her cheeks and Regina smiles at her love before nodding. Emma sits down, scooting back until she rests up against the pole and her eyes dim to a deep forest green as the Queen begins to dance for her again. The sheer baby blue negligee is spiked up as fingertips play along the edges and all of Emma's senses fall prey to the striptease that is swirling before her as she watches the garment cascade down and kiss the stage floor.
Fuck yeah, give it to me .. this is heaven .. what I truly want ..
Regina's eyes are shining with desire as she watches Emma watch her dance; dark green eyes never leave her body and she feels herself grow wet, adding to the dampness that already coats her. She glides toward Emma, wearing nothing but the lacey thong now and Emma can smell her arousal as she wraps her hands around the pole that Emma is still leaning against and grinds herself close, near Emma's face. The no touching rule was put firmly back into place, part of the idea that had been whispered into her ear and she will make it her mission to slowly drive Emma Swan insane as she arches her pussy a millimeter from her mouth before pulling away.
Emma can smell Regina's rich scent and her mouth waters as she grips her own thighs, leaving fingernail shaped dents in her skin. She should have never conceded to the no touching rule again. Nope. Regina's damp thong touches the tip of her nose and she's one second away from taking Regina into her mouth when the woman steps back and Emma is grateful for about another second before she feels her hands being lifted up over her head and then the cool silk fabric of the scarf is being wrapped around her wrists, tying her up against the metal pole.
Emma's eyes gloss over to an even darker shade of green and Regina didn't think that was possible as her brown eyes take in the depth of the color as they look up into her own. She winks at her lover before she takes another step back and fingertips touch each side of her thong. Emma moans loud because god, she knows before she even sees what Regina has in store for her. A special brand of torture indeed as the older woman slowly removes the silver panties that have a clear damp spot coating its middle.
No ones gonna take my soul away .. headed towards a fucked up holiday ..
Emma fidgets against the knotted scarf as she watches Regina dance around her, completely naked in a pair of black stiletto heels. Emma is hard, her dick straining against the fabric of her boy shorts as her whimpers are drowned out by the music. Regina's eyes never leave her own, as she continues to sway her body to match the languid pace of the melody that floats around them.
Fuck yeah, give it to me .. this is heaven. What I truly want? Is innocence lost ..
Regina dances toward her and Emma gulps because she knows what's coming as she feels Regina sink down onto her lap. Brown eyes flutter closed then snap open as she grinds her bare pussy against Emma's dick. The thin fabric from her underwear causes an exquisite friction and she continues to rub herself to the beat of the music. Toned arms wrap around Emma, as hands squeeze the pole and Emma hears Regina moaning into her neck.
God damn, this woman is going to be the death of her but as she feels the wetness begin to coat her own underwear she doesn't care. If she dies right now, it will be a memorable way to go. No doubt.
Her heart beat picks up with each downward thrust and right when it feels like it will burst right out of her chest, Regina stops her teasing and Emma feels the scarf fall away. Both women are panting, breaths choppy against the others lips as Regina leans close and presses her forehead to Emma's. She whispers a stream of words along Emma's ear and it's enough to have strong arms quickly wrap around her and lift her up. Emma's strength never ceases to amaze her as she is carried forward a few paces before she is gently placed down on the stage floor. Emma lays on top her, holding herself up with toned arms as she pauses and quickly gets back up to her feet.
"Hold that thought. I'll be right back." Emma scampers off the stage and Regina can't help but begin to touch herself. Just a light caress against her wet folds as she grazes her clit before dipping a finger inside herself. She has her eyes closed and doesn't hear Emma come back. She only knows when she feels her fingers being pushed away from between her legs and her eyes open to watch as Emma takes a glistening finger into her mouth, swirling the digit around as a tongue licks it clean. Brown eyes turn black as her finger is let go with a pop.
She pulls Emma down and immediately groans into the younger woman's mouth when she realizes Emma has removed her underwear. She immediately grabs her dick aligning it with her entrance, but before the tip can sink in Emma pulls away and whispers into her ear, "Hold on, baby." She watches as Emma spreads out a blanket and lies on top of it, her cock standing stiff and ready. Regina licks her lips and feels herself shudder as her pussy clenches with want.
She straddles her, teasing the hard dick as she rubs her pussy against it once then twice and after the third time she leans back and takes it inside of her and both women moan into the sex driven room. Emma opens her eyes, not wanting to miss one moment of Regina riding her, as her beautiful breasts bounce up and down. She reaches out and holds onto each of Regina's heels, feeling the thin stems rub into each palm as Regina moves against her.
In the lands of Gods and Monsters I was an angel .. shining like a fiery beacon .. put your hands on my waist .. do it softly ..
Regina grabs Emma's hands removing them from their hold on her heels as she places them around her waist. She stares down into dark green eyes blown wide with desire before she begins to fuck her harder.
You got that medicine I need .. shoot it up, straight to the heart please .. fuck yeah, give it to me ..
you're making me crazy .. cause life imitates art .. this is heaven .. what I truly want ..
Both women come at the same time, as Emma shudders up into her and she slams her own body down onto Emma's. Lips touch, as breaths are shared between the two and then Emma is brushing a few strands of hair away from Regina's sweaty forehead.
"That was .. " Emma can't seem to finish her thought and all Regina can manage to say is, "Yes. It was."
No other words are spoken as Regina slowly slips down, resting along Emma's side. The younger woman quickly stands up, leaning down to kiss away her love's frown before running to a corner of the stage. She comes back a second later; arms full with pillows and another blanket that she had confiscated from inside Regina's office closet. The smiling brunette lifts her head and Emma places a pillow underneath for her before she covers them with the soft fleece blanket. Regina is grateful for the warmth touching her skin as she feels the sweat that is lacing her flesh already cooling and giving her goosebumps. Emma pulls her close, slipping a leg to entwine with her own and she breathes a sigh of content as Emma kisses her cheek, nuzzling into her neck afterwards.
She feels for Emma's engagement ring, twirling it around, playing with it between her own fingertips as Emma reaches for hers as well. It's what they do now. Usually. Neither one wants to ever take for granted the idea that they are truly engaged. That they each wear a ring picked out by the other one to symbolize their love and devotion for one another. Neither one wants to tire of the concept that they belong to one another, especially when once upon a time, neither woman believed in such myths and fairytales anymore.
As they continue to twirl the others band around a ring finger they know that their journey together is just beginning. And neither woman wants to take that for granted either. No, they can only hope that this love, their love will always feel like it does right now. On this night. Always. Both women think of this one wish as they close their eyes and fall asleep together.
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A.N. Emma finally gets to meet Cora in the next chapter .. :)