I'm so sorry! This update took me soooooo long, due to stress & work. I really hope you enjoy it, let me know what you think :).
PS. Big shout out to my beta reader OutSwanQueen
Staring at the beer bottle in her hand, Emma slowly looked at Ruby and Lora who were laughing and joking around.
Thoughtfully, she leaned back, toying with the damp semi-cold bottle. Regina had been acting differently for a few weeks now.
They've seen each other regularly, yet the brunette often appeared distant and lost in her own thoughts.
When Emma would ask if something was wrong, the usual response was a curt, 'I've got a lot on my mind lately'.
"Anybody home? Hello?" Lora asked Emma, noticing how lost the blonde seemed.
"What is going, Em? You seem 'off' recently…" Ruby noted, concern evident in her voice.
Sighing, Emma took a sip from her beer, looking gloomily at her friends: "It's Regina… She's different, now…so distant, and I don't have a clue why. When I ask, she just—avoids answering truthfully."
Ruby and Lora exchanged glances; then, Ruby looked back to the blonde wolf.
"Well, this has been hard on her, too. Maybe it's because of all this?"
"Yeah, but it's never been like this before, you know? We actually used to talk, and now…we don't anymore. It's as if something is standing between us and I don't know what or who." Emma explained, her voice cracking with emotions, downing her beer in frustration.
"Intimate question, but I gotta ask it anyway." Ruby started… "Have you two finally had sex?"
Before Emma could answer, Lora interrupted. "You haven't had sex yet?!"
Swallowing, Emma looked down at her now empty beer bottle. "No, I… The timing hasn't been right and…other than, that I'm still not sure about my self control. Once, we almost did it, but…we got interrupted by my parents…" Emma mumbled sheepishly, looking back at her two friends.
"Hmm, you're scared of losing the control." Lora said slowly, returning Emma's gaze.
"Yeah, I mean sure… A little bit of losing it wouldn't be so bad, but still…I don't want to hurt her." Emma shrugged, nervously rubbing her neck in frustration.
"Regina and I, we've been through so much—We went from enemies to friends and then to something more. I also believe there's always been more than just friendship between us…from the beginning." Emma explained to Lora who keenly listened to the blonde.
"Emma, she's your anchor. I really doubt you'd lose all of your control completely. You need to overcome this fear already." Lora urged, looking straight into Emma's eyes, challenging her to differ.
Emma swallowed hard; Ruby approvingly nodded.
Emma raised her head, detecting a mixture of night air, leafs, and humans were wafting through the air.
Perking her ears up, Emma started to run transforming into her wolf form. Lora and Ruby followed suit, joining her at the next clearing.
Breathing in deeply, the blonde could smell Dex's distinct scent. Tracking it, she turned left and noticed the alpha leaning over an unknown person.
Picking up her speed, she lunged forward—attacking Dex—successfully shoving him off the innocent victim.
Ruby pulled the injured man out of harm's way; Lora growled loudly—attacking her brother. Emma used the distraction to slice her claws down the male werewolf's side.
Suddenly, two arrows flew through the air—Lora barely dodged them. Three other people stepped out of the shadows, pointing their crossbow at the pack of werewolves.
Dex used this new distraction to his advantage, attacking Emma while she surveyed the newcomers—aiming for her throat with his fangs.
The savior grunted, sinking her claws deep into his shoulders. The alpha let out a frustrating howl as he retreated and vanished into the woods.
The three hunters now aimed their weapons at Emma, who tumbled back against a tree.
She transformed back into her fully human form, raising her hands in surrender.
"Give us one good reason not to kill you!" One of them shouted, holding onto his crossbow tightly.
"We just saved your friend?" Ruby blurted out, panting hard due to the stressful situation they were in and the earlier running.
"That might be, but our truce is over. You killed!" Another hunter yelled, grinding his teeth.
"No, we didn't! Dex did, we have a mutual enemy!" Emma spoke up this time, carefully inching her way up to the men.
"Come to Dr. Wilson's tomorrow. We will sort this out then." Lora said, eyeing them with a stone-cold stare. "All of you know that he's bat-shit crazy and unstoppable, he killed his own father to become an alpha!" She continued.
The hunters looked at each other, full of uncertainty; one of them turned his head back to the women.
"Fine…" He growled and they slowly disappeared further back into the woods carrying their injured friend.
"Truce?!" Ruby asked, surprised, wiping the dirt of her jeans.
"Yeah, they're brothers…it has been a very long war between our houses. Our fathers agreed to this truce between us—until Dex killed both of them, that is—first he killed our own father and then, he killed theirs…" Lora sighed, tiredly rubbing her face.
"Hold on a minute…he, he killed your Dad?" Emma asked baffled, in shock. Lora nodded curtly.
"As I said, he's crazy and power hungry."
Sighing quietly to herself, the blonde werewolf let her eyes wander to Regina's ample bedroom window. She had already knocked three times, but the brunette wouldn't open it.
It was late. Maybe Regina didn't hear her knocks. Perhaps she was fast asleep…Emma looked down on herself, taking in her torn tank top and slightly muddy jeans.
She missed her anchor, she wanted to talk to her, and feel her. Emma wanted to escape reality for a few moments and loose herself in Regina's embrace… Sighing again, Emma gave up and left the roof. Tomorrow. Maybe…
Lying in bed, Regina furiously wiped her tears away.
She knew, it wasn't fair to Emma—but this was the brunette's defensive mechanism. She couldn't take it if her heart got broken again.
Regina had realized how much she was feeling for Emma and it scared her to death.
She had heard howling before retiring to bed. She knew immediately that Emma was somewhere out there, risking getting hurt or worse yet… No, it was too much to think of it.
Regina missed her wolf. She wanted to live their relationship fully, without doubts, fears or obstacles. But, this was wishful thinking—naive even.
Suddenly Regina's phoned beeped. She picked it up and saw—Emma had sent her a text message:
We've found the hunters.
We'll meet at Wilson's tomorrow.
Maybe you'll join us?
Biting her lower lip, she typed a reply:
Thanks for the info.
Emma's eyes wandered over the group of people gathered in Wilson's temporary practice. Suddenly she felt Regina's presence. The blonde's eyes shot up, lingering on the door frame as the regal brunette walked in.
The Mayor avoided Emma's gaze, walking straight to the empty seat besides Snow—Emma swallowed hard, Dr. Wilson cleared his throat.
His eyes were wandering over to the hunters, who leaned against the back wall, looking warily at the Storybrooke residents and Lora.
"Welcome. First, in this room no one is anyone's enemy except for Dex's."
"He is the real problem here. He has bitten Emma against her will; he dragged her into all of this. By some miracle, she is able to withstand his commands and influence's. Emma is in the midst of building her own pack, which is mostly made out of humans." The vet smiled encouraging at the blonde.
They regarded Emma intensely. Emma shifted uncomfortably on her seat, as she felt their gazes burning her skin.
"I'm aware that I still have a lot to learn. But thanks to my family, friends and…" Emma's eyes darted briefly to Regina who was still avoiding her… "Yeah, thanks to them, it's easier for me to accept all of this, to move on faster." Emma finished quietly.
"So, in other words you want us to work together with you lot?" One of the hunters spoke up as Wilson nodded.
"Exactly, that's how we can take down Dex once and for all. With a well-thought-out strategy, and by implementing it, together." The Doctor explained, his eyes fixated on the group of hunters.
The hunters looked at each other, quietly mumbling words to one another. Their leader looked back at Wilson. "Fine, but no secrets, and if anyone attacks us this agreement is void." He sternly said, his eyes fierce.
Emma leaned against Regina's car, waiting for the brunette. She wanted to talk to the mayor. She had to…something was definitely off between them.
Regina had left the building, when she noticed the blonde leaning against her car.
Sucking in a deep breath, she started walking towards her. "Emma, I do not have time for this. Henry is waiting at Granny's." Regina said, trying to bypass the blonde.
Emma carefully grabbed her by the arm, holding it tenderly. "Regina, what is going on?"
"I have already told you, I have a lot—" Regina started to say, but Emma cut her off.
"Come on, Regina… You know that I can always tell when someone is lying, especially you. Just tell me what I did wrong, please!" Emma begged, seeking her love's eyes.
Regina opened her mouth to speak, but saw Snow and David approaching the parking lot.
"Not here." Regina hissed, yanking her arm from Emma's grasp. "Come to my place later." She whispered, as she opened her car.
Regina drove off and Emma's gaze wandered over to her parents—lamely waving at them.
Massaging her temples, Regina paced up and down her living room floor. She was way too nervous for what was about to come.
A quiet knock startled her. She let out little huff as she made her way to the front door.
Regina opened the door, seeing Emma just made her heart beat faster, louder. "Come in." She breathed, letting the blonde enter her house. Both women walked into the living room—Regina quietly shutting the door behind them.
Emma sat down on the couch, slowly, daring to look up at the brunette—who didn't avoid her gaze for once.
"Regina, if I…have done anything—unknowingly so—to hurt you, then I really am sorry. And…if you doubt your feelings for me, or you have second thoughts about us, then I've got to know this." Emma rambled on, her palms sweaty against her jeans-clad thighs.
Regina took a seat opposite Emma. She took a deep breath. "It is not like that; of course I still have the same feeling for you, Emma. But have you thought about the future?"
Emma furrowed her brow in confusion, slowly shaking her head. "No, not really… Why?"
"What if some day, your newest transformation will stand between us? It is not like I can relate to what you are going through, exactly. Nor can I run through the woods with you…" Regina mumbled, running her hands nervously over her skirt as her eyes flickered to the fireplace.
Sudden realization hit Emma squarely in the face. She looked at Regina, completely surprised. "Are you jealous of Lora?" she softly asked.
Regina winced at that, her posture stoic, rigid, stiff. "Not exactly, no. But what if she can give you something I cannot?"
In a flash, Emma moved closer beside her, carefully taking Regina's hands in hers. "Don't think like that, please. Yes, she's a werewolf, and yes, we can relate in that regard… Nonetheless, you give me so much more than anyone else ever could, Regina."
Regina looked down at their joined hands, swallowing hard.
"Emma, I cannot be broken again. I do not think my heart would survive losing love a third time around." The brunette admitted sadly, her thumb stroking Emma's hand as she finally dared to lock eyes with her.
"I would never break your heart, Regina; I want to fix it." Emma whispered, softly laying her free hand on the brunette's cheek, stroking her face ever so gently.
The Mayor closed her eyes, leaning into the touch, reveling in the feeling. "I cannot lose you, no matter in what way, Emma." She breathed in deeply as she kissed the palm of Emma's hand.
"You won't. I promise!" Emma whispered back. She slowly raised Regina chin—kissing her softly.
Regina kissed her back just as softly—hands grasping Emma's collar, as she pulled the blonde woman in closer. She climbed onto Emma's lap, straddling her.
Emma wrapped her hands around Regina's waist, kissing her even more passionately. She had really missed her girlfriend.
Regina paused the kissing only to resume it seconds later after she moved slightly down—biting and kissing Emma's neck, tongue licking fervently over the tender flesh.
"I know you want to wait…" Regina delicately whispered into Emma's ear, raising her head to look her in the eyes.
Emma's eyes flickered yellow in a flash. She swallowed. "No. I don't want to wait anymore. I want to feel you!"
Regina bit her lip, and slowly rose from Emma's lap—pulling the wolf up with her in the process.
Emma stood behind her, wrapping her arms around Regina's slender form—the petite woman savored the moment by closing her eyes and resting her head on Emma's shoulder.
Expert hands deliberately stroked a heated path over the silken shirt up Regina's belly, stopping to grasp at fully clothed breasts. In a swift motion, Emma spun her around, lifting Regina up onto her hips—she instinctively wrapped her legs around the blonde's waist.
Emma was quick to carry her upstairs; the brunette's hands desperately stroking up and down her back, while kissing Emma furiously.
The savior reluctantly let go one of her hands from Regina's ass, as she fumbled with the doorknob to the master bedroom of the large mansion…once through the door, Emma gently deposited Regina onto the king-sized bed, all while they continued kissing.
Regina's hands tugged at the blonde leather jacket seductively taking it off. Her free hand gave a quick wave through the air, silencing the room.
Emma grinned like an idiot and resumed kissing Regina's neck, while unbuttoning the Mayor's blouse. Regina lifted her upper body, helping Emma finish taking off the garment.
Emma paused. She took in the beautiful figure before her, sighing deeply.
Then, she ripped off her tank top, tossing it to the ground.
Slowly, Regina traced Emma's abs with a delicate fingertip, a look of appreciation shining in her eyes.
"Like what you see?" Emma teased, winking at her girlfriend.
"Oh, most definitely." Regina breathed, her voice sultry with emotion and lust.
The blonde swallowed, as she sought out the zipper of the brunette's skirt.
Once she found it, she looked at Regina, questioningly… The Mayor closed her eyes and nodded, as she anticipated Emma's next move… She felt every click of the zipper, as Emma opened the skirt—sliding it down at a torturous pace…
Regina heard a quiet growl that made her opened her eyes. Emma's eyes were glowing. She pulled Emma in closer, tenderly—kissing her deeply.
Emma sighed into the kiss, as she felt her fangs growing, but Regina didn't stop… With a little bit of effort, Emma managed to control her feral reactions, as her grip around Regina tightened.
The Queen flicked her own bra open, throwing it off the bed over her shoulders. Emma broke away from the kiss, gaze dropping down to the newly exposed skin.
The blonde moved down, caressing one of Regina's breasts. Her lips latched onto a hardened nipple, alternating between licking and flicking it.
Regina threw her head back, moaning with pleasure, her sweet sounds filling the room as one of her hands settled on Emma's head, holding the blonde firmly in place. Emma obliged.
She tended to her Queen's needs lavishing her breasts with extra attention… After she'd had her fill, Emma disrobed both of them from the rest of their clothes…this was the right time. They had waited long enough…
"Finally…" Regina breathed, once she felt the delicious sensation of Emma's full body weight atop her. They resumed kissing, at last enjoying full skin on skin contact. Emma continued charting every inch of Regina's supple smoothness when suddenly she broke away from their kisses, stopping to lovingly gaze at her girlfriend.
"If something is uncomfortable for you…or, if I do anything that hurts you, just say it, okay?" The blonde whispered.
Regina smiled at her, nodding soothingly. "Yes, but I doubt that will be the case, dear. I want you." She pressed a lovingly kiss to the blonde's forehead.
Emma breathed in deeply. Feeling free, her hand wandered down slowly, exploring between Regina's legs. Carefully, she reached Regina's most sensitive point. And the brunette gasped, drawing in a sharp breath.
Regina was so wet; it made Emma's head dizzy with lust. Slowly, she started to caress the woman's outer lips, as she watched her lover with rapt attention.
Regina panted heavily, one hand grasping the sheets, the other seeking out Emma.
The blonde kissed Regina's collarbone, while lovingly teasing the mayor's opening. Regina wrapped one leg around Emma's waist, urging the blonde to move forward. She wanted, no; she needed Emma all the way in… Taking the hint without missing a beat, the savior carefully eased a slick finger into that place where the queen wanted it most.
"Oh God…" The dark haired woman breathed, involuntarily lifting her hips to meet Emma's thrust.
Encouraged, Emma began to slowly move her finger in and out; feeling Regina's tight muscles hot and wet, contracting around her. Once the blonde felt certain Regina was comfortable and ready enough, she inserted a second finger while her thumb went on sliding down the sensitive bundle of nerves…
Regina moaned louder, her hands moving over Emma's back—fingernails leaving angry, red marks in which Emma relished. Soon they found a rhythm. Together, in synch—Regina panted fast and Emma growled lowly, nibbling on Regina's jaw—fingers moving faster and faster, furiously seeking to bring her love that much deserved release…
Emma felt Regina clenching harder around her fingers, as she increased the pace, her thumb still massaging the brunette's clit.
A wave of pure lust and desire overtook the smaller woman and she came… Hard. Her hips thrusting onto Emma's finger with abandon. Regina threw her head back, breathing even quicker shorter breaths, arching her back, panting and moaning—seeking to ride each delightful pulsating wave, and enjoy the unbelievably earth-shattering orgasm for as long as she could. Emma held on tightly, following her every move, never once letting go…
Finally, she collapsed onto the bed…blissfully exhausted. Emma carefully removed her fingers, licking them clean before Regina's eyes; savoring the taste, a deep, low growl escaping her throat.
Regina's sparkling eyes locked with Emma's. Unconsciously, she licked her lips… "I love you." She whispered, deeply moved by her emotions and all the feelings her heart held for the blonde.
Lovingly, Emma smiled at the brunette lying beneath her, gently stroking strands hair from her sweaty forehead…
"And, I love you." She whispered back, tenderly kissing her girlfriend.
Regina kissed her back just as lovingly, just as sweetly, but…it escalated quickly into something more passionate, full of need…She shifted gears, pinning Emma down to the bed.
Emma gasped for air, knuckles white from holding tightly onto the headboard—the hardwood already splintering due to her supernatural strength.
Regina's head appeared from between her legs…She smiled mischievously, as she appreciatively licked her lips clean.
Emma pulled her up for a kiss, snuggling closer and flashing her with a toothy grin.
Regina lazily kissed Emma's neck, covering them both with the cozy blanket.
"Did you like it?" Emma asked, after a sweet moment of silence.
Regina looked at Emma.
"I have never felt so loved before my entire life, Emma." She whispered, kissing her cheek, hand gently stroking the blonde's bare belly.
"Well, that's why I love you." Emma grinned, taking Regina's free hand in hers.
"I think Lora got a thing for Ruby…" Emma said chuckling.
"Really? Well, I'm glad…at least she won't be getting any funny ideas about you." Regina teased, earning a light shove from Emma.
"Don't worry, I'm all yours!" Emma confessed, pressing a wet kiss on the brunette's cheek.
Regina playfully rolled her eyes, and then smiled affectionately at her lover.
"By the way, I think our son knows about us…at the very least, he suspects."
Emma's eyebrows rose up. She looked surprised.
"Well, actually, he does know about my feelings for you. He asked me directly and I did not want to lie to Henry." The brunette clarified.
"Good. He's got my intelligence, I see." Emma grinned.
"Oh, really? Would you like to enjoy the rest of your night in the guestroom, Miss Swan?" Regina asked, in mock discontent.
"Nope, you wouldn't want that to happen, you know… Who would warm you up at night? Who would...do things to you?" Emma asked in a serious tone, but with mirth in her eyes.
"I'll have you know, Swan. I'm very capable of warming myself up at night, every night. As for that second part… Well, my vibrator has done a splendid job thus far."
Emma's eyes went wide, she gaped at her girlfriend… "Your…your what?"
Regina laughed a throaty laugh, as she winked. "You heard me…" She hoarsely whispered.
Regina woke up early. Stretching her deliciously sore muscles from the previous night activities…it didn't bother her one bit.
She looked over to Emma, who was still fast asleep—she was so in love with this dork, who would have thought it?
Their first night together had been incredible…finally feeling Emma—watching her come undone through her ministrations. What a blessing.
Regina shifted closer snuggling into Emma's arms. The sleeping beauty automatically wrapped them happily around her girlfriend and held on tightly.
Regina was so happy when she was done with work for the day. She couldn't wait to get back to her family. She was looking forward to seeing Henry and Emma.
They were going to tell their son about their relationship tonight, together.
She left Town Hall, walking to her car—suddenly, she felt something hit her hard on her head and everything went black.