A/N: Hey everyone! I think this is nearing the end now, 1 or 2 chapters more and it should be finished! (boo) Thank you so much everyone for sticking with it and having such kind words to say about it :)
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"I've set a protection spell." Regina announced matter-of-factly, "around your parents' home. No witch can touch them, or even get through. I think it would be best if Henry stays there for the foreseeable, so he could be safe too." Upon returning to Granny's from the crypt, Regina had told Emma that she "had some business to attend to", and for Emma to meet her at her place that evening. Emma had asked her parents to stay with Henry while she went for a jog, and presumably Regina had crossed their path and told them what she had done. They still hadn't voiced any suspicions about Regina and Emma's relationship; either they were completely oblivious, or they were too wrapped up in the witch situation to address it.
"I think that's for the best." Emma responded from the pillow next to Regina's. She was a little sore from her jog; she had ran a lot farther and much faster than she would normally. She let out a groan as she turned over to face Regina.
"Are you hurt, my love?" Regina asked, sounding worried.
"Nah, I just pushed myself too far when I was jogging." Emma responded, playing down Regina's concerns.
"You were punishing yourself." Regina answered in an explanatory tone, meeting Emma's gaze for a moment.
"I was preparing myself." Emma corrected her. "I want to be ready for when the shit hits the fan, whenever that's going to be."
"Being able to run far isn't going to help you against a witch, dear. What we are dealing with is pure evil, a wickedness I can't say I've ever faced. What we need is a strength in magic, not in our physical bodies. And it's going to take everything we've got."
"I'm guessing there'll be more training tomorrow then?" Emma sighed, sympathising for the stinging muscles in her arms and legs.
"And the day after that, and every day until we're safe. Would you like me to take care of those muscles for you?" Regina questioned, leaning on one arm so that the top half of her body was leaning over Emma's.
"Be my guest." Emma pulled the covers back off her bare legs, and Regina sat on her torso and began to massage them before turning and delivering a line of soft kisses onto the base of Emma's neck, from one edge of her collar bone to the other. Emma ran her hands up and down Regina's hips and side, and the top woman began to grind a little onto Emma's lap.
"I thought you were trying to fix me?"
"Oh I'm sorry, shall I stop?" Regina teased with a seductive smile. "I could always use magic to make you better…"
Emma pretended to consider her decision. "Ehh, I think this is more fun." She shrugged and turned over beneath Regina so that she was lying on her stomach. Regina began to knead at her back, running her hands over smooth pale skin, as Emma gave small moans of satisfaction. After a short while, Regina pulled Emma over so she was lying on her back once more and bent her head down to give her an unexpectedly sweet kiss on the lips.
In that moment, Emma was paralysed. She could think of nothing else; not the witch, not her family, not the pain still radiating in her left leg. All she could feel was this moment; her and Regina. Nothing else in the world mattered except for those two. She closed her eyes to fully breathe in the moment, and Regina began to kiss her again. It was terrifying to Emma feeling like this: this woman held full power over Emma's life. Pain for Regina meant pain for her. Regina's heart being broken would have the exact same effect on hers.
"What are you thinking about? You have that ridiculous expression on your face you get when you're thinking deeply." Regina muttered with a little contempt, before kissing Emma again.
"Just how much I love you." Emma sighed, the corners of her mouth just slightly turning into a smile.
"Really, Emma?" Regina appeared annoyed by this, but the scarcely-hidden smile playing on her mouth proved otherwise.
"You're intoxicating; it's like an addiction. I can't get enough." Emma admitted, and grabbed hold harder of Regina's thighs, and pulled her even closer into her own lap.
"Luckily, you will never have to get enough. I'll be waiting whenever you want me." Regina smiled her teasing smile once again, and pulled one hand off Emma's hip to stroke it through her hair. "If this is what true love feels like, then I get why your parents never stopped obsessing about it…"
The next morning Emma awoke, surprisingly, before Regina. The other woman was wrapped up in her arms, with her head resting on Emma's chest. Emma spent a few minutes looking down at her; the formidable, powerful, ruler of the kingdom lying in her arms, with a strand of her hair fallen across her face. Emma tucked it behind her ear, and continued to stare at each of Regina's features one by one.
"Must you, dear? You're making me very uncomfortable." Regina let out a yawn and mumbled into Emma's chest.
"I know, I'm a creep. So sue me."
"I might just take you up on that.." Regina settled back down again, rubbing her face into the fabric of Emma's tank top as she got back into position.
After another hour or so of drifting in and out of sleep, the two woman arose, and went downstairs to Regina's kitchen to have breakfast. As they sat and drank coffee, Regina told Emma of her plans for the day.
"I want to see what more you can do. We're starting easy this morning though, don't worry dear." Regina smiled at Emma condescendingly, and patted her on the cheek.
"Wow, so kind of you." Emma retorted, scoffing a little.
Emma and Regina resumed their lesson in Regina's office, where they knew they wouldn't be disturbed. Regina first had Emma again lifting small objects and replacing them, trying to have more control over them than the rock the previous day. Once she was sure Emma could control the force in short bursts, she began to get her to move larger objects.
"The desk." Regina suggested next, while standing against the back wall of the office with her arms crossed.
"You sure? It looks heavy. I could accidentally kill you with it, or something." Emma was a little unsure of herself still, and concerned about injuring Regina with her clumsiness.
"I've told you before Emma; you need to have the belief in yourself. That's what's going to allow it to happen. Yes, control comes with practice, but it also comes with confidence. Now, lift it."
Emma focused all of her energy onto the desk, and sure enough, it began to rise (though a little unsteadily).
"Now, put it down against that opposite wall." Regina began to move across the room parallel to the desk. Emma attempted to speed up the desk a little, and it hit the floor next to the wall with more force than she'd expected, sending a surge of energy back through her hands.
"Wow, that energy just then, it was…"
"Exhilarating, right? I'm sure you can now understand why Rumplestiltskin and myself have focused so much of our time on perfecting this." Regina sat atop the desk, and crossed her legs.
"So what now?" Emma asked, squinting her eyes at the woman, who was leaning back a little from where she sat.
"Get over here." Regina commanded. Emma obeyed, and leaned on top of Regina, kissing her as she pushed Regina's back so that it was on the desk. Regina wrapped her legs around Emma's waist, and pulled her in further. She lifted her arms to remove Emma's shirt, and pulled it off in one deft movement. Emma put a hand up Regina's skirt, and moved her underwear to the side as she began to draw circles around her clit. Before they could continue, however, there was a knock at the door.
"Regina? Emma? It's us: we need to speak to you!" David's voice echoed throughout the office. Regina groaned, and tightened her legs around Emma's waist, refusing to let her go.
"Uh.. We're a little busy right now, come back later?" Emma called out shakily in between kisses, not wanting to be apart from Regina for even a second.
"No, Emma, now." David burst the door open, as himself and his wife were greeted with the image of their daughter and Regina, half naked on top of the desk.
"What is going on?!" Mary Margaret exclaimed in disbelief.