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SMUT here. (smirk)

14.

"I know neither of us had a choice in this, but if I had been given the chance to choose another parent to my babies… it would probably be you anyway."

…

Emma snapped back to reality when the phone on her desk rang.

"Sheriff Station," she said quickly. "Okay… Slow down… We'll be right over."

"Another cat on the tree?" David asked with a gloom expression.

"I don't understand cats," Emma sighed, shaking her head as she smacked the phone back on the base. "Why climb if you can't get down?"

"Because we're always there to help them," he said, standing on his feet as he grabbed the keys to the Cruiser.

"Dad?"

"Yeah?" David spun around when he arrived at the glass door.

Emma hesitated a little. "Do you think I am not… marriage material?"

He smiled, looking a little sad. The announcement had happened a week ago, and he was sure that at some point this would bother her so much that she would have to talk about it.

"Of course I think you are!"

"But then why… People just jumped to the conclusion that I didn't…"

"Did you really expect people to accuse Regina about that? Pregnant Regina?"

"Huh, that makes sense."

"Don't worry about that. I'm sure that, one day, you'll be the best wife someone could ask for."

Emma waved her hand, checking their schedule on the wall. "Listen, I have some errands to run, and-"

"I'll call you on the radio if I need you when I get back," he said with a gentle nod.

He watched his clumsy daughter sprint across the room and leave before him. Back in the Enchanted Forest, he had heard many nicknames and euphemisms for Regina Mills, but errand was definitively the first time.

XXX

Regina could not even meet her eyes when Emma barged inside her office with food.

Wearing a stupidly tight singlet.

Showing her stupidly hot arms.

Also wearing breathtakingly skinny jeans.

Outlining her stupidly cute ass.

And her blonde hair was wild and loose, emanating pheromones that tugged at Regina's deepest and dirtiest desires.

She pressed her thighs together, and making unhuman effort to also ignore the scent of delicious food, Regina kept her eyes trained on top of her desk.

X

More awkward than if I said that I want to have sex with you every time I see you?

Emma had felt flattered, if she were honest. And absolutely turned on by the idea of being on Regina's erotic thoughts.

She was more than willing to please that woman in any sense of the word, but she didn't like the fact that Regina was ashamed.

Of her, from all the people.

So she had decided to make an appearance like she would any normal day, so that Regina could see they were cool and nothing had changed between them.

"I know you enjoyed that hot dog, so I brought you some," Emma said as if she didn't have a concern in the world. "Don't even try to deny it."

"Fine," Regina muttered, taking one, eyes on her reports. "Thank you."

"Sure," Emma nodded, looking up tentatively. Her heart warmed up when she saw the Mayor was wearing her necklace. "It looks really good on you."

"Ah yes, thank you," she instinctively reached for the chain to touch the pendants. "It was very thoughtful of you," she said with a short nod and an even shorter smile to Emma before she turned her eyes down again.

"Looks good on your skin," Emma added.

Regina instantly blushed, and Emma had no idea if she wanted to laugh or apologize for making her uncomfortable. Maybe a little bit of both, so she merely decided to lower her eyes and pretend that she didn't see it.

"I was thinking… Can we open the presents soon?"

"Uh," Regina stopped chewing. Then she finished and swallowed. "Sure."

"I just wanted to update my list, you know. Scratch the items we already got so that we can go shopping for the other stuff."

"Exactly how much 'stuff' you think we need, dear?"

Emma went on with the flow once she noticed Regina was warming up to her again, even if it was to bicker and disagree with everything she said.

"We need to babyproof your house, and maybe buy some new furniture for the nursery? We should consider bars for the staircase, too. Unless you still get all that gadgetry hidden in your basement from when Henry was little-"

"I might have kept some devices in the garage, but I guess you are right about the nursery," Regina said quietly, reaching for another hot dog.

"Hungry?" Emma asked with a grin.

"Starved," Regina grunted. "Your children are gluttons, Emma Swan."

"My apologies for the genes. Also, I'm sorry about this.

"About w-"

And she snapped a picture of Regina eating, her cheeks stuffed with hot dog as she reached out for a plastic cup of soda, looking like cartoon squirrels eating nuts.

"What exactly do you think you're doing?" Regina snarled right after she had finished the portion she was chewing.

Emma smirked. "A photo album with the best moments to show B1 and B2 when they are old enough."

"Did you just name my children after vitamins?"

"Nope," Emma took a large bite from her sandwich. "I nicknamed them after Bananas in Pajamas."

Regina rolled her eyes.

"We can open the presents today after work, if you want," she added, just loving to piss off Regina instead of making her feel embarrassed.

"Fine," the brunette grunted. "And don't think you're fooling me for a second with this. I know you just want homemade dinner."

Emma chuckled, shrugging at the accusation. "Can you really blame me?"

XXX

Opening gifts with Emma and Henry had been like a delightful trip.

To hell.

There was fire everywhere, and she was sure she could hear snickering.

Oh so you want to be fucked hard?

Here, check another pair of onesies instead.

Every movement Emma made with her arms, as a simple motion to reach out for another present, was like a challenge to Regina's self-control. Henry being there was just another complication, because she had to pretend harder to be amused and happy rather than aroused by his muscular and stupid other mom.

Regina was so angry and frustrated by the time she went to bed that she decided to appeal to her silicone friend.

She was throbbing furiously under her camisole.

She removed her underwear and nested the veiny and awkwardly thick object between her legs and against her very wet core.

She thought about the many looks Emma threw her way during the evening, the question dancing in her green eyes, the way her lips moved and produced no sound, no words, no nothing as she stood by the door to leave.

"You irritating caveman," Regina grunted when the tip slipped past her slick entrance without any resistance. "This serves you right…" another groan as the first inches came in. "… for being so… oh… yes… so hot," she whimpered, biting her bottom lip to suppress the moan.

Not that it worked, but still.

"Oh just like…that," she hissed as the rest of it slid inside. She felt it sliding back out and then coming in again. "Just like that…," Regina closed her eyes and instantly all she could see was Emma. The accessory started to penetrate her faster. "I wish you were here, you ignorant… buffoon-"

"Looks like your wish is my command," Emma said with a cheeky grin.

XXX

Emma was rolling over and over in her bed, unable to sleep after spending the evening at 108 Mifflin Street. It was visible how distressed and uncomfortable Regina was around her now, meaning their lunch encounter didn't help to clear the air between them.

If only Regina could voice that she wanted to have sex, that she needed release… Emma would probably stop time for her at this point of their relationship. She would make her magic work no matter what, and send Henry away with her parents and do whatever the regal woman asked her to.

She felt something tugging at her lower belly.

Oh, great.

Now I'm horny.

But as much as she felt aroused, Emma also realized that the skyrocketing libido was not her own… She was…

Damn…

Was that magic?

Was that true love magic?

Felt more like true invasion…

And it only got worse when Regina's voice spoke inside her head, but it sounded as though she was lying next to her.

You irritating caveman…

Another tug in her lower belly.

This serves you right… for being so… oh… yes… so hot…

Emma sat up straight on her bed, her lower parts clenching with the breathing sound that was definitively not coming from her mouth.

Oh just like…that… Just like that…

And before Regina could speak anything else, Emma felt her magic envelope her and take her to another place. She was not surprised when she found herself in Regina's bedroom.

"- I wish you were here, you ignorant… buffoon-"

"Looks like your wish is my command," Emma said, smiling at the sight.

Regina was in bed, wearing nothing but a camisole rolled up over her breasts, legs spread wide while a familiar object pumped in and out of her.

Brown eyes snapped open in horror, plump lips parted in surprise as she continued to make sounds of pleasure, unable to control it.

"What the hell are you doing here?" she yelled, and her voice came out as an angry moan. "How did you-?"

Emma just smiled, shrugging.

For once, she knew exactly what to do.

She stopped in front of the bed and started removing her clothes without breaking eye contact with Regina for a second.

"Don't stop," she whispered, looking at the silicone object when Regina tried to sit up and remove it.

The brunette visibly relaxed even though she still looked worried. She rested her arms against the sides of her spectacular body, and slowly the dildo started to pump her again.

Emma pushed her cotton t-shirt out of her arms and head, and then she threw it above her shoulders, moving her hands to the elastic band of her sweatpants. She rolled them past her thighs until the fabric was pooled around her feet.

She stepped out of the bundle of clothes and removed her underwear, eyes on Regina's.

"How are… you doing… this?" the brunette moaned, and Emma noticed that she was the one controlling the dildo between her legs now.

They had seriously underestimated the power of their magic combined even after it broke a curse and made two babies.

Emma crawled into bed, not once breaking eye contact, loving to watch the panting woman at her mercy.

Regina wanted to smack that smirk off of her face at the same time that she wanted to scream for Emma to take her once and for all.

"You look beautiful," Emma muttered, slowly slithering upwards between Regina's legs, planting a soft kiss on her slightly roundish stomach. She closed her eyes and grazed her lips along the hot, plump skin of heaving breasts, feeling goosebumps with every incoherent word Regina muttered. Her lips touched the metal of the golden necklace, and finally, finally she found her lips.

Emma clasped their mouths together, tasting every moan and every breath that woman produced.

When she pulled away, Regina's forehead was creased with the torturously slow pace of that dance.

"Strap it to me," Emma whispered in her ear, grinning against Regina's hair and pillow when Regina dug her fingernails on her ass, strongly pressing her against her core. "God, you should have asked sooner," Emma grunted, suddenly feeling herself going in and out of her. She was penetrating Regina, she realized.

Regina didn't just strap it to her waist. Regina attached it to her as a part of her body.

As she moved faster, her toes curled against the bedsheets.

That was exhilarating.

"Oh… Emma… yes… please yes don't stop…"

"Oh… God," the blonde groaned, panting against the curve of Regina's neck, smacking her hips forcefully against her wet sex, hammering herself inside, because hell that had been the best thing she ever felt in her life.

Upon realizing that the gorgeous and horny woman underneath her was still very much pregnant with her babies, Emma lifted her upper body and held her weight on her hands, keeping the pace firm and steady.

Regina dug her red fingernails against her biceps, hissing in between loud gasps. "Don't go… all soft… and gentle… on me now… Swan-"

Emma grinned down at the brunette. "I don't want to smash them," she whispered, diving in for another breathtaking kiss as she carefully placed one hand on Regina's tummy, accelerating the rhythm of her hips without pressing her body down against Regina's abdomen.

"You're not… hurting them… please faster," Regina growled, closing her eyes as she threw her head back against the pillow. "Faster Emma… oh Emma… harder dear… yes-"

Emma really hoped their son was not hearing that as she obliged.

"-OH EMMA YES YES YES MMHPH OH GODEMMA YES DEAR! YES! YES! JUST LIKE THAT-"

As every thrust was punctuated by a strangled word from Regina's mouth, Emma could feel her own orgasm building as she rocked her ass between magnificent thighs. At this point her hands were clasped into fists, buried deep into the mattress. She could feel the headboard smacking the wall with every slam of her hips.

"-EMMA HONEY PLEASE-"

Their eyes met again. She called me honey.

"-YES LIKE… YES DON'T… STOP EMMA-"

The pleading expression on her face made Emma's body almost literally explode; she buried her face on the pillow and growled as she hit Regina's g spot with the final strokes, while Regina enjoyed her long overdue and loud orgasm, screaming all kinds of profanities as she grabbed the back of Emma's head and held onto her hair for dear life.

Emma's hips rocked softly until she stopped moving. Still breathing fast, she lifted her head from the pillow and pushed her body upwards to face Regina. She smiled when she saw the light in Regina's eyes and the satisfied smirk gracing her plump lips.

"How?" Regina asked softly, her voice a husky whisper as she curled her fingers around Emma's cascading blonde hair.

"You asked for me," Emma whispered back, leaning in for a kiss. "I came."

XXX

Sheriff Emma Swan pranced around Storybrooke with a grin that went from ear to ear, waving and smiling to everyone that crossed her way towards the Station.

It was a beautiful sunny day, and she thought it would be a waste not to walk to work that morning. With renewed energy after a good night's sleep and a boost from the first cup of coffee of the day, she whistled along the sidewalk, petting dogs and giving thumbs up to babies on strollers.

David smiled when she entered the building, and frowned when he caught the look on her face.

"You look… bright?"

"Well, it's a beautiful day."

"Sure," he grinned, wondering if that look on her face had anything to do with her little escapade in the middle of the night. "So… How was Regina?"

The instant blush gave a lot away as Emma stammered an answer that he didn't quite get.

"What is it?"

"She's fine. I guess," Emma shrugged. "She was going through a… phase. You know, pregnancy changes things. I mean, I guess that I'll be able to help more now that she opened up to me. What?" she spluttered when she caught the smirk on David's lips.

"You have that shit-eating grin on your face as you speak," he said simply.

"No I don't," Emma said defensively, still grinning. "I'm just being cool here-"

"I'm glad you are… cool," David smiled as he patted her back. He knew that this Little Miss Sunshine attitude had something to do with Regina, and he knew that Emma was getting her hopes up again, whatever that was. He decided to let her be for now instead of fueling the fire. He didn't want to see her hurting again.

On the other hand, he understood Regina almost as much as he understood his daughter. David knew the story; he knew everything she had lost once, and it was understandable that she was afraid to lose everyone again.

He knew those two had a lot to figure out yet, but at least it seemed like they were taking a step in the right direction.

At last.

XXX

"Have you heard?" Katherine entered Regina's office with an egg and bacon sandwich and orange juice. "Rumor has it a certain Sheriff is waltzing around town all smiles, chirp as Snow White's birds."

"Really?" Regina's lips twitched upwards as she sipped the juice and moaned. "Mm, this is so good-"

"Ah food porn," Katherine said flippantly, picking a sandwich for herself inside the paper bag. "Isn't it funny how suddenly the two of you are in incredible mood?"

"What makes you say that?" Regina went back to Mayor mode. "I'm only complimenting the juice because I need to convince my brain that I don't want coffee. And I need to stay calm to avoid smacking you for drinking coffee in front of me, dear."

"Oh, that's cute," the blonde grinned. "What are you going to do? Call the Sheriff and tell on me?"

"I actually should," Regina said quietly. "She would kick your ass for making me and the Swan babies crave something we actually can't have."

Katherine smiled genuinely. "Swan babies, huh? You seem to be embracing their ancestry well."

"Ah well," Regina shrugged, taking an inelegantly large bite from her sandwich, moaning as her taste buds orgasmed with the mix of flavors.

"Because they surely bring out the Swan in you, eh?"

Regina's eyes snapped open. She finished eating quietly, and then she asked. "I'm eating like her, am I not?"

"I guess that's normal when you spend a lot of time with someone," Katherine said, choosing her words carefully as she watched her friend's demeanor switch slightly. "But she does have a lack of manners when it comes to food-"

"I find it complimentary and flattering," Regina said acidly. "No one has ever eaten my lasagna with so much enthusiasm-"

"You slept with her again, didn't you?"

Regina didn't bother denying it. The intense blush forming on her face and chest was more than enough to answer that question. And she felt her ears burn when she noticed Katherine had played her all along.

"I'm glad you did, honey," she patted Regina's hand in a comforting manner. "It was about time. Not to mention that the situation per se was getting a little out of hand, so I even had to resort to drastic measures-"

Katherine stood up and picked a parcel that had been sitting by the foot of her chair all along and Regina hadn't noticed. It was large and square, wrapped in kraft paper. She grabbed a scissor and cut the twine, revealing folded cardboard.

As she unfolded it, Regina felt her breath catch in her throat when she noticed the outlines were very much alike-

"Tada!" Katherine stretched her arms to display her masterpiece. It was a standing, real sized cardboard model of Emma. "I wasn't sure if I should ask them to keep her usual outfit or if you'd prefer her in Officer or Firefighter uniform, but-"

Regina stood up slowly from her chair, placing her half eaten sandwich back into the Styrofoam box. It was in colors and it really seemed about Emma's height. The picture had Emma with both hands on her waist like Superman, making her strong arms evident. She had a smirk on her lips and her green eyes would follow her no matter where she moved. She was wearing clothes similar to the ones she wore daily but with a touch of Enchanted Forest. There was a sword attached to her leather pants.

"What, in the name of God, was I supposed to do with that, Katherine?" Regina hissed, not sure if she was angry or embarrassed for actually liking it.

"Oh, don't tell me you don't know, Regina," the blonde scoffed. "I know that you have the real version at your disposal now, but in the worst case scenario you could attach that gigantic dildo you hide in your drawer to the cardboard Emma and pretend that-"

"KATHERINE!"

XXX

Regina ran from the Mercedes towards the mansion as fast as her sore feet allowed her to, grabbing her briefcase, some folders and an all to realistic cardboard Emma Swan under her arm.

She was glad Henry went at the Tillmans for a sleepover, but her neighbors could be a bunch of loud mouths if she weren't careful. She dropped her belongings on the dinner table and moved upstairs to her bedroom; when she finally hid Emma's replica in her closet, a loud breath of relief escaped her lips.

Then she heard a noise coming from her backyard.

It was similar to a chainsaw, and for a horrible moment she recalled the day Emma was pissed off and took it all out on her apple tree. She kicked off her heels and hurried to the balcony.

It was, in fact, Emma.

But she was using the leaf blower to keep the dry leaves off Regina's meticulously kept and green lawn.

She was wearing large sweatpants and a tank top. Her hair was tied into a knot at the back of her head, and Regina could see every drop of sweat rolling down her temples and neck. Her arms were glistening, and she had a smirk on her lips.

Regina felt the throbbing and the wetness before she could help it, and that was the moment she remembered that her sexual desires were not private anymore because of their stupid magic. And the smirk on Emma's face only confirmed it.

That troglodyte was doing it on purpose.

"Troglodyte?" Emma called out. "I'm gentle!"

XXX

Emma chuckled when she heard the balcony door slam shut.

Then she heard a bossy snarl in her ear.

You. Upstairs. Now.

A/N: So, chapter 13 was a bit of a pain in the ass to write, and possibly a bit of a pain in the ass to read. I hope this one made it all better. (insert shit-eating grin here)

One more thing. Based on reviews and messages, I have already chosen the girl's name (thanks for the votes), but I can't choose between the most suggested names for a boy: EMMET and EDWARD. Emmet sounds like a cool way to honor his idiot mom but Edward does sound regal, so… I'm just unable to pick one. You decide. Emmet or Edward?