Regina was restless during her meeting, and unfocused for the remainder of her day. Around 2:30 she called it quits on the work she was doing and decided she needed to go home. Emma had promises to fill and she intended to collect. All afternoon she could feel herself pulse with desire, every time she unfolded her legs to readjust them, cool air would find its way up her skirt fanning the flames. Once her meeting with Fischer was over, she had a few hours of paperwork to go through and sign off on different requests and proposals. She couldn't concentrate on any of it; her mind kept going back to the blonde's whispery voice against her earlobe, the dirty things she had said to her about where she wanted to put her mouth, made the mayor flush with heat every time she thought about it. She had thought about it quite often that afternoon, about how it would feel, her warm tongue against her most sensitive areas. It wasn't something she had ever experienced, nor had she ever even heard of such a thing. It sounded quite pleasurable.
Panic set back into the mayor when she realized that perhaps her inexperience would make her look foolish. She wanted to make Emma feel good as well and she had no idea where to even begin. She closed her eyes as she stopped her car at the intersection. 'Damn.' She thought to herself, 'I don't even have a proper girl friend to discuss this kind of thing with.' Not that she would, opening up and feeling foolish with Emma was one thing, she trusted Emma. Even before the true love's kiss. Anyone else, no. That just wouldn't do at all. Perhaps she could talk to the blonde beforehand… a honk of a horn from someone behind her startled her back out of her daydream and she waived to whomever it was to apologize.
'Ha! The Evil Queen apologizing, hell must have frozen over.' She thought to herself. Anxiety ratcheted itself up as she passed by the blonde's yellow bug in front of her house, as she slowed and turned into her driveway. She got out of her vehicle and slowly walked towards the house. She made the decision to discuss this with Emma, 'Open and honest. Always.' She repeated to herself. She was nervous, but didn't want to concern the blonde so she steeled her features as she entered the house.
Emma was in the kitchen and when she heard the door came jogging out into the foyer with a huge grin, "Henry called, said he was going over to Nick's tonight to sleep over…" she saw the mayor, who looked positively pissed, then dropped her smile like a bad habit. "What happened?" she said.
"Nothing." The mayor insisted. "You realize Henry is supposed to be grounded?" Regina focused on anything that wasn't her own insecurities.
"Oh. Right. I uh, thought no TV, Video Games and Comics was his punishment, not no Nicks." Emma looked apologetic at possibly messing up her first official punishment of their son.
Regina nodded her agreement to the blonde's decision regarding their son. "Emma may we talk?" she kicked off her heels and put her briefcase down beside the door. Emma went straight up to the brunette and took her cheek in her hand turning her face up to look at her. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have taken your panties, I just thought it was hot."
"I'm not mad Emma." The mayor said shortly. She rolled her eyes and smiled a little trying to put the blonde's mind at ease.
"Good because it was crazy hot!" the blonde exclaimed as she wrapped her arms around Regina who instantly melted into her. "You are crazy hot!" she said between pecks down the brunette's neck. After a heated kiss, Regina broke away from the savior and took her hand, and guided her up the stairs. She led her into her own bedroom and sat her on the bed. She started to pace and worry her bottom lip as she thought how to start.
"You're freaking me out just a little babe." The queen shot her a look for using that term once again. "Okay, I know, but what's wrong? Did I do something? Did you change your mind?" Regina stopped pacing and sat down next to the blonde and took her hand in her own, locking their fingers together, she looked into those big green eyes and shook her head no.
"Then what?" Emma swallowed hard, waiting for the worst news ever.
"I'm not used to this." Regina finally said.
"Used to what?" Emma wanted clarification.
"Used to feeling all… wanton and desirable." She knew she was failing miserably at explaining herself properly to the blonde and she rolled her eyes at herself.
"I know." Emma said. She lifted their hands and kissed Regina's softly.
"I don't have much experience, is what I mean." Her face grew red from the admission.
"I know." Emma said as she kissed the back of Regina's wrist.
"I've never been with a woman before." The queen said quietly.
"I know." Emma said as she kissed her inner elbow.
"I am not sure what to do, how to please you." She finally admitted, letting out a large sigh.
"Regina, I'm sorry if I put too much pressure on you, you are so crazy hot that sometimes all my thought processes are run by little Emma, and she has a one track mind." With her free hand she lifted the queen's chin so that she would meet her gaze, "Anything that you choose to do, is going to please me, don't think I have any expectations of you my Queen." Emma had noticed whenever she used the woman's formal titles her eyes dilated in unabashed desire. This time was no different. Emma leaned in and kissed her love softly on the lips, letting the brunette set the pace of what she felt comfortable with. "Tell me what you want me to do." Emma whispered.
"Kiss me." The queen breathed quietly into the small space between them. "Hard. You make me feel like you are hungry for me when you do that."
"I am ravenous for you my Queen." Emma nodded her head to make her point and then she kissed the brunette on the lips, pouring all of her love into it, untangling her fingers from Regina's hand and cupping the sides of her head instead. They kissed until their lungs screamed for air. Both women painting, Emma waited for her next command. "Would you like to undress me?" Regina asked shyly. Emma nodded her head, desire stole her breath and she could not verbalize affirmation. She started unbuttoning the queen's top, her fingers gently caressing newly exposed skin as she went. She unwrapped the satin top from Regina's shoulders, kissing them gently, following her collarbone up to her neck. She gently nipped at her pulse, causing the woman in her arms to gasp.
Emma pulled away from her for a second and divested herself of her own top, showcasing her upper body strength in nothing but a cotton sports bra. Her nipples were rock hard and could be seen a mile away through the thin material. She took Regina's hand and placed it on her, rubbing her palm against one of the hard little nubs. She reached behind the brunette and unclipped her bra, letting it fall loose down her arms. Regina quickly tossed it aside and placed one of Emma's hands on her own breast, mimicking the girl's own movements, feeling what the blonde was feeling. Emma cupped the queen's breast and traced her thumb around the outside of her areola causing her nipple to swell impossibly hard. This produced a gasp from the queen. "Oh gods!" she whispered. Emma swallowed hard, trying to produce moisture in her mouth, unsuccessfully mind you, as all the moisture in her body was focused on one area, and her mouth wasn't it. She tried again, licking at her lips.
"You are so beautiful." She whispered. She looked into the woman's eyes, searching for any apprehension, anything that said 'stop', but saw nothing but desire. "I love you Regina Mills."
Regina groaned as Emma gently squeezed her nipple between her thumb and finger, twisting it just so, causing the woman to arch her back, pushing her breasts out towards the blonde. Emma took the opportunity handed to her to cup the woman's other breast, treating it with the same reverence, care and teasing as the first. "Oh Emma!" the brunette called out into the room as her head dropped back. Emma took advantage of the queen's newly exposed neck and bit down into her, eliciting another moan of pleasure from the brunette. "I… I… want…" the queen was flustered to say the least and couldn't quite find the words to express what it was she desired of the woman. She wanted everything, right at that moment, everything the woman was doing, anything the woman wanted to do, she trusted her completely. Emma released her hold on the mayor's nipples, but kept a hold of her breasts, as she whispered into her ear, "Tell me your majesty."
When Emma released her she felt a sudden feeling of loss, but was able to assemble her thoughts, even for just a moment. "I want you to touch me."
Emma removed one of her hands and placed it on the queen's knee, sliding it up her thigh. "Here?" she asked with a wicked smile on her face. All the brunette could do was nod. Emma's hand wrapped around the queen and unzipped her skirt. "Climb up on the bed." She said gently. As the brunette complied Emma slid herself out of her pants and removed her own bra. She was terribly hot and painfully aroused. She crawled up onto the bed and pulled the skirt down over Regina's hips, exposing the queen in all of her glory. A pink blush colored the brunette's face as she realized she was completely naked before the savior. The blonde kneeling next to her looked like she would devour her at any moment. Sensing the queen's uneasiness with her nakedness the blonde savior smiled brightly then covered the queen's body with her own, meeting her with a fevered kiss.
She nudged her knee between Regina's thighs, pressing her own thigh against Regina's heated apex. This act pulled a moan from deep within the queen, and she bucked her hips unaware, spreading her liquid desire across the savior's thigh. This, in turn, elicited a moan from the savior, who broke their kiss and dragged her tongue down the queen's neck. Nipping and biting as she traversed to her perfect perky breasts. Her mouth encompassed one of Regina's nipples which made the woman arch her back off of the bed violently. Emma restrained herself from chuckling deviously, as she knew it could just end up embarrassing the queen. She suckled the eager nipple, swirling her tongue around the hard little nub until the woman under her was panting and bucking her hips in desire. She let go of her prisoner from between her teeth and bit and licked down the queen's abdomen. Emma's soft, yet strong, hands gripped her as they explored every inch of her body. Every caress was exquisite. Every nip or pinch punched the queen in the solar plexus and she lost her breath in her desire.
She had never in her life felt this yearning, it was indescribable and overpowering. Emma's lips met the trim hairline of the woman's pubic bone; she breathed in her queen's sex, her brazen desire filling all of the blonde's senses. Her fingers traced down the valley where her thigh met her pubis, "May I caress you your majesty?" Emma swallowed hard, once more waiting for permission. Granted in the form of an emphatic nod, Emma took her index finger and traced down the brunette's slit. Regina's body went rigid; she grasped her hands into the comforter on her bed. She spread her legs just slightly, unconsciously. Emma took that as permission to continue. She slid her free hand between Regina's thighs and groaned out as she was met with a lake of desire. "Oh god Regina!" she began to rub her fingers the length of the womans sex. Her hard nub twitching in delight, and every time Emma grazed it, a new gush of desire poured out of the queen.
She didn't have to pull Regina's desire up from her opening to moisten her swollen nub, it was already dripping wet, her curls had caught most of it and as Emma dragged her fingers back down, she covered herself in the slick moisture. She groaned out with approval as Regina's center quivered, producing more natural lubricant. She assumed the queen was far too wound up to be able to stand Emma's mouth on her just yet, so she settled for gentle caressing, the pad of her finger circling the woman's tight opening. Regina pulled her legs up, bending her knees, opening herself before the savior, who lost her breath at the majesty of it all. She ran her fingers up and down sliding over the brunette's tender folds, who was bucking her hips in response, just feeling everything the savior did to her. Deep guttural groans ripping from the writhing brunette on the bed pushed Emma's own desire up towards her peak. "You are so sexy Regina." She gasped.
After several moments of teasing her queen Emma asked, voiced with deep desire, "May I put my mouth on you, your Majesty?"
"Oh gods, Emma PLEASE!" the queen, who would normally have been embarrassed at the needy sound her begging made, currently couldn't care. She would get down on her knees and fully beg this woman if the savior had demanded it.
Emma nestled down between the queen's open thighs. Emma opened the queen with the hand she had been using to rub her, exposing her hot core to the cool air of the room. She leaned in her lips so close Regina could feel her breath on her highly sensitive parts. Emma pursed her lips and kissed the queen, the most intimate of kisses the queen had ever experienced. No one had ever put their mouth on her, not there, and her body jerked into the kiss without her permission. Emma kissed her again, and again, each time keeping contact longer and longer. She slid her tongue out of her mouth, and kissed her sex as if she were French kissing her mouth. Regina released a low guttural groan as Emma took her time enjoying every morsel of her sex. Emma lifted the mayor's thighs and spread them open. "Oh my gods Emma! What are you doing to me?" She took one of her hands and pushed it into the blonde womans locks holding her head steady as she ground up against her mouth. Emma groaned out as Regina's juices dripped down her chin, she circled her tongue around sucking every inch clean.
Regina felt a tension building up in her lower abdomen, she clenched her muscles as she gyrates her hips. "Oh gods don't stop!" she pants, "Please! EM-MA!" Emma slid her tongue down the length of her sex and tried to push into the mayor's tight opening, her tongue met instant resistance. Emma retreated and returned her mouth's attention to the brunette's engorged nub and slipped her hand up, running her fingers in Regina's plentiful slickness. She slowly traced the pad of her fingertips up and down the soft velvet folds of Regina's inner sex, finding the tight opening she dipped her index finger in, just past the first knuckle, slowly, feeling resistance as the tightness of the woman gripped her. Regina gasped at the intrusion. Emma slowly worked her finger carefully, gaining more access; Slowly allowing the brunette time to adjust to being stretched. After a few well timed pumps Emma was able to add another finger into the queen; her walls tightly bound, sucking the savior's fingers deeper into her opening.
She turned her hand so that her fingers were curled up, finding the soft thick ridge just within her opening. She stroked in tandem with flicking her tongue against the queen's clit. The stimulus was too much for Regina to hold on and she crested her peak of pleasure, legs quaking, hanging onto the blonde dear life. She had never before felt such raw awesome power before as it rocked her body thoroughly, causing her to quake uncontrollably.
The one time she had touched herself, just the other day, as great as that had felt, was nothing in comparison to this all-encompassing power house. Emma was certainly skilled at giving pleasure and she wanted to do this over and over and over again. She finally understood what all the fuss was about, this sacred act between two lovers. She wanted to make her love feel this way, always.
Emma had stilled her tongue and slowly removed her fingers from their warm place inside the queen. She kissed the brunette on her inner thigh waiting for the woman to regain her senses. Emma brought the hand that had just been inside her love up to her own mouth and greedily sucked her fingers clean of the queen's nectar. Seeing the churning chocolate eyes start to focus once again, Emma rested herself to the side of her love, throwing her leg over Regina's thighs and bending in close to kiss her lips. Regina groaned again as the exchange started to heat and Emma's hands began to wander over her body once more.
"Mhmm Emma…" the queen voiced, between kisses "I want… to touch… you… my knight…"
"I can't help it Regina you are so sexy, everything about you is so amazing! I want to make you come over and over again. You taste so good!" The blonde slipped her free hand down the brunette's abdomen and parted her lips, dipping her fingers into the sweet nectar of the queen, the touch eliciting a whimper from deep within the queen. Pulling her hand back up and rubbing her newly coated fingertips against Regina's kiss swollen bottom lip. Regina pulled away at first, but then remembered that she trusted the blonde, she parted her lips allowing the intrusion into her mouth. The flavor of herself was not unpleasant, she surmised. She was, in fact, quite sweet tasting; the thought surprised her.
The sight of Regina Mills licking her own juices off of Emma's fingertips sent Emma over the edge, she ground her hips into the woman's thigh, panting heavily into her ear, whispering how sexy and beautiful she was. She came undone gently against the woman then kissed her passionately, re-positioning herself above the queen once more.
Regina's hands slid over Emma's pert breasts, squeezing her nipples as the blonde had previously done to her own. The feel of the savior's soft supple breasts in her hands gave Regina shivers that ran down her spine and goose flesh pop up all over her body. The blonde was grinding her hips into Regina's mound seeking out the friction she so desired. Suddenly the queen rolled them over, gaining the upper hand as it were and kissed the blonde deeply. She broke their embrace and let her mouth travel down the woman's chin, remembering how it felt when Emma had kissed and nipped at her own neck. She bit into the saviors corded neck muscles and sucked the flesh to bruise, thoroughly marking the woman as owned. She punctuated the move by whispering, "Mine!"
"Yes my Queen! I am YOURS!" the savior agreed loudly through her panting. Regina could feel the woman's heart racing below her as if it would jump itself right out of her chest. She settled her ear down above the savior's breast and listened to the sound of it beat. "Mine." She whispered once more. After claiming the savior, she wrapped her lips around one taut nipple, her hand grasping at the other, both hardened under her touch and the savior gasped.
"Regina I'm going to come again if you keep doing that!" the girl barely got the words out before her body slammed into another orgasm, rigidly bucking under the surprised queen.
"Seems I have made a mess of you My Knight." The low rumble of the woman's voice touched the savior in places she didn't even know existed.
"Yes my Queen…" the savior panted in agreement.
"We can't have the White Knight sullied, now can we?" she smiled wickedly as she saw Emma swallow hard as she shook her head no.
The sight of the perfect naked body crawling down her own made Emma whimper. She lifted her hips, helping the queen remove her drenched panties. She watched with hooded eyelids as the queen sat up and looked at her naked sex with innocent curiosity. She finally laid her palm down on the savior's mound and dragged her fingers down, touching just the outside of the womans sex for the moment, watching the cues Emma's body gave her. Emma spread her thighs open, allowing the woman to access, to explore, as she felt comfortable. Everything the woman did to her sent waves of pleasure over her entire body.
"Emma you are so… your body is exquisite." The queen ran her fingers between the savior's lips, feeling the moisture that had gathered there. She lifted her fingers up looking at the thick clear juice that covered her finger tips. She then placed those fingers into her own mouth, tasting the blonde's essence. "You taste different than I do." Emma nodded in agreement. She couldn't speak, the sight of the queen licking Emma off of her own fingers took Emma's breath away.
Taking a page from the savior, the queen asked with a wide grin, "May I put my mouth on you my knight?" the question elicited a strangled squeak and Emma nodded her permission. The dainty queen laid down on her stomach between the savior's sprawled thighs, her dripping wet, pulsing sex exposed and waiting. Regina ran her thumb up, opening the savior before she followed suit with her tongue.
"Oh wow!" the blonde exclaimed as she bucked her hips. She forced her eyes to stay open, looking down at the brown tousled messy haired head bobbing between her legs. The queen had latched onto the savior's nub and was sucking it and her inner lips deep into the warmth of her mouth. It was as if her entire nerve bundle was surrounded by the hot and gentle tugging of the woman. "Holy fuck Regina! YES! That! Whatever it is you are doing right now, don't stop! Holy fuck! Regina!" the woman cried out careful not lose control and grab the back of her head to hold the brunette into her crotch, she was really enjoying the specific movement the woman was doing and didn't want to interfere so she laced her fingers together behind her head and thrust her hips in tandem to the queen's bobbing.
"OH YES OH YES OH YES!" The savior crashed over the edge crying out, mumbling incoherent pleasure ridden expletives. When the queen felt her knight start to peak, she stilled her tongue's movements, but didn't let go of the savior, she just held her, tugging in sync with the blonde's bucking, milking her of every moment of pleasure.
Regina nestled herself up into the savior's arms, resting her head on her shoulder. They lay in comfortable silence, post orgasmic energy radiating off of the couple. Finally Regina spoke first, almost exploding with curiosity, "Was that okay?" she asked shyly. Emma looked down into the worried onyx orbs looking back up at her. "No, it wasn't okay at all my love. It was fucking amazing. I literally am considering calling bullshit on you never doing that before, because if you haven't, you are a natural born pussy whisperer." Regina scoffed at the savior and rolled her eyes, returning to her spot in her love's arms. Emma caressed her chin before lifting it, forcing the brunette to look at her once more. "I have never in my life had an orgasm without penetration. You gave me three. Two of which you weren't even touching my vagina. That is pretty amazing to me. You. Are amazing to me."
Regina swallowed hard and a sheepish smile crossed her face before she spoke, "Well, apparently I've never even had an orgasm before." Her eyes inexplicably teared up and she broke the gaze she shared with the blonde. Emma kissed the top of her head, burying her nose into the woman's' hairline, breathing in the smell of her. She wrapped her strong arms around the queen, cradling her head and holding her tight.
The admission was sudden and Regina felt it hard in her chest. Like a small piece of her inner most self was exposed. She was frightened, but yet happy both at the same time, that she had finally found someone who wouldn't use the weakness against her. It was freeing.
The savior stroked her hair and gently rocked her as she ran through her gambit of emotions, fear, joy, regret, love and finally contentment. She lifted herself up off of the blonde and kissed her passionately, pouring all of her love and admiration into it. It was less needy than their previous kisses had been, and both women were able to enjoy it much more fully. They broke apart and the brunette stared down into the dark green eyes of the savior who asked, "Want to have another one?" both women burst out laughing and Regina melted into her savior, her white knight. Their kissing became more heated and they began re-exploring each other's bodies well into the night.