Regina's POV

I woke up with my limbs entangled with Emma's, draped in her new soft flannel sheets. Even though I insisted she buy the silk sheets. We argued like an old married couple in the store before I decided it was her house and I should probably let her have this one.

I arrived Thursday evening and now it's Sunday morning. I spent the whole weekend with Emma. We only left the tiny apartment to eat and buy new things for her place. Otherwise we spent most of this glorious weekend in bed.

When I'm with her, I could feel all the stress of life wash away. She makes me feel young again, not just young but back to the girl I was before death, loss and heartache. I love her more than life itself and I know it's going to kill me when I have to leave today. I know she won't follow me.

"Mmmm, look at that sexy pout!" Emma joked as she stretched before rolling into my side. I smacked her arm playfully and rolled my eyes. I pulled her impossibly close taking in her warm scent of vanilla and sex.

"I don't want to leave," I mumbled against her bare chest.

"Then don't," she simply stated like it was such an easy decision.

"I have to. I'm sure the paperwork is piling up on my desk. Besides I want to see Henry before he goes back to school."

The sleepy blonde hummed softly in response while kissing the top of my head. I'm going to miss these mornings. I love waking up with her messy blonde locks wrapped around us, while our naked bodies form to one another's. I sighed before taking in her scent one last time as I try to memorize this moment. I lightly kissed the scar right above her left breast earning a soft moan. I pulled away quickly and placed one more kiss on her lips before I rolled out of bed.

"I need to shower and then get on the road," I explained. The lengthy blonde stretched once more while holding her arms out to me.

"No! Get back in bed," she pouted. She is so adorable.

"I can't Emma. It's a long drive back."

I welcomed the almost scolding hot water as it cascaded over my aching muscles. I don't remember the last time my body had that much exercise. My muscles feel tight, not to mention how sore I am between my legs. I heard the bathroom door open and watched with excitement as Emma entered.

"These are my last few moments with you, there's no way I wasn't going to join you," she explained as she entered the small shower.

I moved aside and watched Emma step under the hot water. She groaned in appreciation as my eyes raked over her pasty skin turning slightly red from the heat. She closed her eyes as the water flooded her face. The way the water caught on her eyelashes and her lips, enhanced her features. I never saw anyone as sexy as Emma Swan. I watched the water roll down each muscle and every indent her body has to offer. Her eyes fluttered open and I knew she caught me staring as a smile crept up her face. Her arms wrapped around my waist to pull my in tight. Soon I felt the relaxing sensation of her fingertips rubbing into my sore back muscles. I slid my fingers behind her neck and massaged gently as I kissed her lips.

We both were humming, admiring one another's touch.

"I need one for the road," she laughed into my lips.

"Aren't you sore Swan?"

She giggled softly and whispered in a low tone, "I'll be gentle."

Her body slid down mine and she dropped to her knees. Her warm tongue was soft against my sensitive clit. She gently circled her tongue around as her finger gently swept against my folds. My head fell back hitting the cold tile behind me. She slowly lifted my leg and placed it upon her shoulder. She licked my entrance before sliding her tongue in side of me. My insides reacted before I could process anything.

"You're so swollen and soooo wet," Emma moaned but I couldn't really catch what she was saying, my head was so fuzzy. I ran my fingers through her wet hair as a moan escaped my lips. She slid two fingers in gradually as her tongue caressed my clit.

"Emma...you feel...so," I let out another moan as my legs began to shake. Her grip tightened around my waist in an attempt to hold me up. "Emma," I mumbled incoherently.

This woman drives me crazy. I heard Emma groan which sent me over the edge. I came fast and hard all around the blonde before me. Once my breathing returned to normal Emma placed my leg back down. I fell to my knees ready to repair the favor.

Once we were finished, we dressed in her room. I felt a knot forming in the pit of my stomach knowing I had to leave. We walked down to my car in silence, the weight of the world back on my shoulders. I stood in front of my car door as Emma stood in front of me. Her hands were buried into her back pockets. Her teeth were sinking into her bottom lip and I worried she might draw blood. My fingers lifted her chin to look at me as I pulled her lip from her teeth with my thumb. She smiled weakly and I shoved my hands into her red leather jacket's pockets, pulling her close to me. Her smile grew before she leaned in kissing me with so much love. I was pinned between my car and Emma's slim frame. My hands left her pockets and fell to her ass.

"I never realized how nice your ass was until I saw it naked!" She laughed in response and held my gaze.

"Why do I get the feeling this morning had a different meaning to you than me?" I asked.

She pecked my lips, "You call or text me when you get back to Storybrooke."

I watched her green eyes fill with sorrow and I wanted to ask if this was goodbye for good but I couldn't handle that answer. I pressed my body against her and kissed her deeply one last time. We both hummed feeling the warming sensation spread through our veins. I closed my eyes trying to absorb this moment. She stepped back as I opened my car door. I sat down, starting the engine.

Emma leaned down, "Drive safe Regina, I'll talk to you tonight." She closed my door and walked back to her apartment without another look back.

The drive back home was exhausting to say the very least. Every time I traveled to New York, Emma always drove before. I was finally home in my own bed with silk sheets, but I couldn't help miss her flannel ones. The silence was deafening as my thumb floated above the send button. She did tell me to call or text when I was home but I didn't want to seem to needy. Just then my phone buzzed.

Emma: You should've been home an hour ago...

I smiled as I read the text feeling like a love sick teenager.

Me: My apologies Miss Swan. I was settling back in.

Emma: You didn't follow orders Madam Mayor...I think a punishment is in order...

My eyes widened as I read her last text. My heart skipped a beat as my stomach fluttered with excitement.

Me: Miss Swan don't make threats you don't intend to keep.

Emma: What makes you think I won't tie you to the bed face down, so your ass in on full display? That way I can alternate between spanking that tight ass and ramming my fingers into you. Only to pull my fingers away each time you are about to cum...

I swallowed hard as her descriptive image was painted in my mind. I clenched my thighs trying to calm the ache between my legs. I didn't know what to say, I've never talked dirty via text before.

Me: Go ahead and try Miss Swan...

Emma: That's a promise Madam Mayor!

We talked for a little while longer before my body gave in to the sleep I needed. When I woke up, I sent Henry a quick text saying to meet me at my office before he left for school.

Then I proceeded to get ready for work.

A few hours later I heard my door opening. I looked up from my desk to see my son waltzing through with a smile. I stood up so I could hug him tight. Even though he's much bigger than me now, I still cradle his head just like when he was a young boy. I kissed his forehead before I let him go so he could take a seat.

"So how's mom?" He asked flopping into the chair across from my desk. I sat down as well trying to mask my emotions.

"She's doing well Henry. She will get through this, just like she always has," I confirmed with confidence. He smiled in return and nodded.

"So...can we talk about how you and mom are true loves?" I pressed my lips into a thin line as I processed his question. I didn't really want to discuss my love life with my son. Especially since this topic had to do with his other mother.

"Henry," I breathed out but he cut me off.

"Mom, I'm not a kid anymore. You don't have to go into detail. I would just like to know if you both talked about it and what you think."

I gave him a stern nod before I began.

"Henry, I love your mother...very much. I know she has feelings for me as well, I am just unsure of how strong they are. I would love to start a relationship with her but she's still married. She's still confused about Hook and she needs some time." He nodded slowly as he played with a button on his jacket. "Is that helpful for right now?" I asked.

"Of course mom. I hope it all works out for you. You deserve happiness and I've known for a long time just how happy she makes you." I smiled proudly at the young man before me. Emma and I did this. We created this loving, intelligent and courageous man that sits before me.

"I am so proud to call you my son." A goofy grin stretched across his face and all I could do was think of Emma in that moment. They have the same genuine smiles that warm my heart.

"I have to get going but I'll call you when I get back at school so you don't worry," he said as he walked toward the door. I followed closely behind and gave him one last hug.

"Drive safe! No texting while driving Henry," I called out in a stern voice as he walked down the hall. He waved his hand in the air before he was gone.

I went back into my office and resumed my paperwork. I tapped my pen against my lip, "Alone, again," I scuffed to myself.