Regina suppressed a yawn and then scolded herself. She was definitely getting far too comfortable with sleeping in. That was the reason why she was so exhausted and bleary eyed right now. Not even the quick, cold shower she took a moment ago was enough to wake her.
"I feel ya," Laura said sympathetically and rubbed her eyes.
"I wasn't saying anything," Regina pointed out as she stepped into her slacks and then zipped them.
"No, but you're biting the inside of your cheek. You always do that when you're trying to suppress a yawn," Laura said.
"Good observation," Regina praised and chuckled a little. "I feel absolutely exhausted."
"Aww," Laura mock cooed. "Maybe staying up late last night was a mistake."
"Don't be silly," Regina scoffed. "It was completely worth it."
Laura snickered and Regina smirked slightly. They had indeed banished Lola from the bedroom last night. Lola hadn't taken that particularly well. Twice, she had been standing outside the door and whined pathetically, and twice she had interrupted Regina and Laura.
Regina had been fairly horrified at the prospect of having Lol standing right outside the door while she and Laura were... Well, not sleeping. But Laura had just laughed and then done a mighty fine job at distracting Regina.
And Lola had accepted that she wouldn't be sleeping in Regina's bed.
Laura on the other hand, had taken great pleasure in sleeping in Regina's bed. Or, not sleeping in Regina's bed. They hadn't gotten much sleep last night. Regina's stomach tingled pleasantly at the memory.
"What are you daydreaming about?" Laura asked huskily as her long arms wrapped around Regina from behind.
"Last night," Regina said shamelessly.
"Really?"
"Mhmm."
Laura answered that by letting her hand creep up and toy with Regina's bra strap.
"Oh, no, you don't," Regina laughed as she wiggled out of Laura's embrace. "We're in a hurry, remember? We have to be at the airport soon."
"Then put a shirt on, woman!" Laura said as she moved to sit down on the bed instead. She was already dressed and done up and clearly enjoying the view as Regina fished out a silk blouse from her closet, shrugged it on and then started to button it slowly to tease her girlfriend.
"Mauritius can't come soon enough," Laura stated matter of factly.
Regina chuckled. "It really can't." she buttoned another few buttons, but still didn't button the blouse completely. There was no reason to deny Laura anything.
"I can't believe your buttons haven't given up yet," Laura smirked as she eyed Regina's chest.
"You're silly," Regina said with an eyeroll.
"About you," Laura smoothly finished the sentence, and earned herself another eyeroll from Regina.
The couple ventured downstairs to be greeted by the very excited Lola, and Regina almost felt guilty for having to leave her dog behind.
"She'll be fine," Laura said and read Regina's mind completely.
"Oh, I know," Regina said quickly. But she was actually more affected by this than she cared to admit. The look Lola was sending her was positively heartbreaking. It was as though the dog knew that Regina was leaving today.
"You're coming back to her," Laura gently reminded Regina and wrapped her arms around the brunette once more.
"I know," Regina said and shook her head. "I'm just being silly. I know she'll be fine. Come on, lets get some breakfast."
They sat down and had breakfast. And Regina broke every rule she had ever made and fed Lola at the table. Laura snickered, but Regina simply glared at her girlfriend and said that this was "a special case".
"Mmm, I'm sure it is. Get ready to feed her at the table for the next many, many years," Laura teased.
"I assure you, that's not gonna happen," Regina said firmly. "It's just this once. Isn't that right, Lola?"
Lola rested her head on Regina's knee in response.
"Yeah, right," Laura scoffed teasingly and took a sip of her coffee.
Regina glared at her girlfriend again, but she found that she couldn't come up with a proper response.
"Have I mentioned how insanely hot you look today?" Laura said nonchalantly.
Regina almost snorted. "What are you after?"
"What? I can't tell my girlfriend that she looks hot?" Laura said and looked properly offended at Regina's assumption.
"You're after something," Regina softly accused.
Laura's façade slipped and she snickered but didn't confirm nor deny Regina's accusation.
Regina glanced at her watch. "We better get a move on. We have to be at the airport soon."
They finished their breakfast, drank their coffee, brought their luggage into the trunk of Regina's car, and then Regina put a leash on Lola. And felt horribly guilty while doing so. Because Lola was so happy and wagged her tail. She clearly thought she was coming with them.
They then drove the short distance to Henry and Ella's place, and Regina got a rather foul taste in her mouth when it dawned on her that she was actually going to be away from Lola. And Henry, for that matter.
But Henry was one big smile as he opened the door for them. "Hey, mom. Hey, Laura."
"Hi, Henry," Laura said and beamed at him. "Good to see you again."
"You too!" Henry said and immediately leaned forward and pulled Laura in for a hug.
That relieved some of the foulness in Regina's mouth. Seeing how well Laura and Henry got along never failed to make her happy.
"Hey, mom," Henry grinned, and then it was Regina's turn to receive a hug.
"Good morning, honey," Regina said and returned the hug.
"You guys ready run off to the land of sunshine?" Henry half-teased.
"Absolutely," Regina assured.
"Your mom has some trouble with leaving sweet Lola behind," Laura corrected.
Regina glared at her girlfriend again.
Henry snickered as he crouched down and petted Lola. He looked up at Regina with sparkling eyes. "Don't worry, mom. I'll take really good care of her."
"I know you will," Regina said a bit defeated. She hadn't expected it to be so difficult to leave Lola behind.
"In fact I have a whole list of people who wants to walk her," Henry continued and chuckled as Lola licked his hand. "And mom's at the top of that list."
"Is she indeed?" Regina said slightly surprised.
"Yep. I think she wants a dog too," Henry said and grinned. "But I think she and Killian have decided to wait now that there's a baby on the way and all..."
"That sounds very sensible," Regina nodded.
Henry rose to his normal height and eyed his mother. He smiled a little as he said: "Are you gonna give me that leash or what?"
"What?" Regina asked. She was thoroughly distracted at the way Lola was sniffing her feet.
"The leash," Henry gently repeated and tapped the leash in Regina's hand. "I'm going to need Lola's leash."
"Oh." Regina blinked. "I- yes, I suppose you do." She reluctantly handed Lola's leash to Henry.
"Don't worry," Henry repeated, now without teasing. "I'll take care of her."
"I know you will. I don't know why I'm being so ridiculous," Regina muttered a bit defiantly.
Laura wrapped an around her and gave her a little squeeze. "We'll Skype with Lola every night, babe."
Henry's eyebrow quirked up at the pet name, and then he grinned at Regina.
"We'll not Skype with Lola every night. We'll Skype with Henry. But not every night." Regina firmly corrected. "And possibly my sister. I have an inkling she won't leave us alone otherwise."
"And right you are."
Regina turned around and saw Zelena coming towards them.
"That's right," Zelena smirked. "I'm here to say goodbye. Otherwise you would have done a runner. You always do that when you're going to Boston."
"I do not," Regina protested.
"Aww, always in a hurry to see me?" Laura asked and gave Regina another little squeeze. "That's so sweet!"
"Yes, well. I happen to be quite fond of you," Regina said almost snippily.
"Anyway, goodbye you two crazy kids," Zelena interrupted and engulfed Regina in a firm hug.
"If you ever refer to me as crazy kid again, I'll murder you," Regina muttered against her sister's shoulder.
Zelena ignored that. "Don't do anything I wouldn't."
Laura laughed. "Don't worry. We'll stay out of trouble."
"As best as we can," Regina added and elegantly freed herself from Zelena's embrace. "See you in two weeks, Zelena."
"Yes, you will." Zelena grinned, and her tone more than suggested that she wanted all the gossip when Regina returned home from Mauritius.
"Right, I think time is ticking," Laura said and came to Regina's aid.
"You're right," Regina said eagerly. "We better get going."
She gave Zelena another hug for good measurement. Henry a slighter longer one. And then she crouched down. "Goodbye, Lola. You be a good girl for Henry and Ella, right? No begging at the table!"
Lola squeaky yawned in response.
"I think that means she'll be good," Henry chuckled, and, to Lola: "don't worry, Lols! I'll take care of you until your mummy gets home!"
Regina didn't comment on that. She would just have to accept that she very much was Lola's "mummy" now. Hell, she had even referred to herself as just that a few times.
After a four hour long drive, they reached Boston Airport. They had still plenty of time, so checking in their luggage was easily done.
Once that was done, Laura insisted on buying both of them coffee. To make sure they didn't fall asleep before boarding the plane, as she said.
"I doubt we'll do that," Regina argued.
"You never know," Laura teased. "And as much as I like the airport, I don't want to take a vacation here."
Regina chuckled at that.
As they sat on the surprisingly comfortable bench in the airport and waited for their flight, Laura's cellphone chimed several times.
After a quick fumble in her purse, Laura found her phone, grumbling under her breath as she did so.
Regina chuckled. She knew exactly why. Laura was a self-proclaimed hater of purses. She claimed that she "didn't know how to handle those damn things". Regina found that to be exceptionally amusing.
Regina seriously considered to text Henry and tell him to give Lola an extra treat for breakfast, just in case the Labrador was upset. In fact, she was just about to find her phone when Laura said: "nana sends her love and wishes us a good trip."
"Tell her thanks," Regina smiled. She had grown incredible fond of Laura's grandmother.
Then Laura's phone chimed again. After quickly checking the message, Laura said: "And Sun does the same."
"Tell her thanks too then." Regina said. She had heard many, many things about Sun Edwards, Laura's sister who lived in Australia with her boyfriend. According to Laura, she was a "hippy". Her given name had been Sarah, but she hadn't been satisfied with that, and so she had changed it to the much brighter "Sun".
Regina found that Sun was a lovely name, and she had laughed at Laura's "hippy"-statement.
"She'd like to meet you," Laura said and smiled at Regina. "What do you think of a trip to Australia next?"
"I'd love to," Regina said earnestly. Meeting Laura had turned her into quite the traveler.
"Great. I've only been bragging about you to her for a year now," Laura said a bit sardonically.
Regina snickered quietly.
For the remaining time, the couple talked and laughed and took several "goofy" pictures. Laura wanted to post them on her Instagram profile, but Regina firmly forbade her to do that. Those pictures weren't going live. Ever.
"You're right," Laura nodded. "I want you all to myself. If the public see those pictures, they might try and steal you from me."
Regina rolled her eyes. "Very funny, dear. I can't be stolen away so easily. I'm quite comfortable where I am."
"Happy to hear that," Laura said and squeezed Regina's hand.
Regina squeezed back and flashed her girlfriend a warm smile. How beautiful Laura looked today in her light blue jeans and her red tanktop. And with her red hair tastefully tousled. It was getting a bit longer, Regina suddenly noticed. Laura's hair had been cropped quite short when Regina first met her, but now the soft, red locks were brushing the nape of Laura's neck.
Unbothered by the other people in the airport, Regina raised a hand and brushed her fingers through Laura's red locks.
Laura shivered slightly at the touch. "Wha'cha doing?" she asked, and her blue eyes sparkled.
"Your hair is getting longer," Regina commented as she teasingly tugged a bit at Laura's hair.
"I'll book an appointment with my hairdresser as soon as I get home," Laura half-quipped.
"Did you hear me say it was a bad thing?" Regina asked and patted the back of Laura's neck slightly.
"So, you like me better with long hair? Is that it?"
"Laura," Regina scoffed and shook her head. "I don't care about the length of your hair. I think you look beautiful no matter what hairstyle you chose."
"Hmm. Maybe I should try and grow it out," Laura mused. "But only if you'll help me brush it out when it tangles."
"I'd love to," Regina assured and snickered.
Laura turned around and tilted her head slightly as she looked at Regina. "I think your hair is getting longer too."
"Mmm, so it does," Regina acknowledged. "Maybe I should go to the hairdresser when we get back."
"Or you could let it grow?" Laura suggested. "Don't get me wrong, I love your curls, but I'm kinda curious to see how it looks longer."
"Then perhaps I should let it grow instead," Regina mused. It was definitely a possibility. It had been a while since she last her hair grow out. And sometimes she did miss how it was when it had been longer.
Laura wiggled a little on the bench they were sitting on, and then she was sliding closer to Regina so they could hold hands.
Regina found that to be a perfect way to spend her morning in the airport.
After a few hours, it was time to board the plane. Regina and Laura followed the other passengers.
This was quite the plane, Regina realized. Somewhat different from the one to Paris. This was more luxurious. And it appeared to have more leg room. She was very grateful for that.
She and Laura found their seats and sat down. Regina sighed in pure relief over the soft plushiness underneath her. Maybe that bench had been a bit hard to sit on after all.
"Well, this is not half bad," Laura said almost nonchalantly.
Regina laughed. "No, it's not."
"We are some pretty lucky bastards," Laura said and smirked.
That made Regina laugh once more. "We are."
Regina discreetly hid a yawn behind her hand as the stewardesses went through the safety video. She was a little tired. They had been up early, and they hadn't really gotten much sleep that night. And maybe that had been a bit stupid, but neither she nor Laura had been capable of keeping their hands off each other. Now Regina hid a smirk behind her hand instead.
Laura shot her a curious look, but Regina just shook her head once. She couldn't exactly tell Laura what she was thinking about right now. Or, well, she could, but there was no reason to shock the other passengers on this plane.
Finally, the plane started moving, and Regina stretched her neck slightly to look out of the window. Faster and faster the plane moved across the runway, and then- Regina's stomach flipped slightly- they took off. It didn't take long before Boston Airport became nothing more than just a tiny dot, and all Regina could see was blue sky and clouds.
Laura smiled widely and wrapped an arm around Regina. "We're officially on our way, babe."
"Sure looks like it," Regina joked. This trip had been planned for quite a while now, but she still couldn't quite believe it. That she was actually on her way to Mauritius with Laura. It was almost too good to be true.
But it was true, and not even the nasty phone call form Heather was enough to rattle Regina. Heather was simply a very uncivilized being, and Regina would take great pleasure in telling her off, should she call again.
Laura's head soon ended on Regina's shoulder, and Regina chuckled quietly to herself. It was quite obvious that her girlfriend had fallen asleep on her. Literally. Regina didn't mind that at all. Laura could use her as a pillow as much as she wanted.
Carefully, not to wake Laura, Regina reached within her purse and found the book she had been smart enough to move from her suitcase to her purse. Okay, so maybe Agatha Christie's "Death in The Sky" was a tad suggestive, but Regina chose to believe that she wouldn't be kicked off the plane because the other passengers suspected her to be a murder.
Regina opened the book and squinted slightly as she focused on the words. Yep, she still needed glasses. Damnit. She had hoped that it would somehow be a bad joke. But now she was confronted with the hard truth. And that was that she actually had some trouble with reading the letters in her book.
Boy, I must really be getting old, she dully acknowledged. She would have to settle for thinking it. Laura would most likely murder her if she said it out loud. According to her, Regina was not old. Nu-uh. No ma'am. She simply wouldn't hear of it.
Regina hoped that Laura still would help her to pick out some glasses when they returned home from Mauritius. Apparently, she really needed those damn glasses after all.
Laura made a quiet "mm" sound in her sleep, and Regina chuckled as she briefly looked up from her book. Laura was far better than any book, really, but perhaps watching her sleep was a tad creepy.
She turned her attention back to her book. A stewardess passed her, glanced briefly at the cover of Regina's book, and then she smiled widely at Regina.
Regina returned the smile, somewhat relieved that the stewardess could recognize this as a joke.
Regina saw it as another evidence of how strange her girlfriend was. The fact that Laura woke up when the other passengers were starting to fall asleep in their seats.
"Mmm, 'morning," Laura said with a slight slur.
"Good morning, sleepyhead," Regina joked. "Nice nap?"
"The best nap," Laura rumbled as she lifted her head. "I had an excellent pillow."
"Oh, so that's all I am to you, huh? A pillow?" Regina drawled haughtily.
"And a damn good one too," Laura snickered.
"Well, I'm so pleased you consider me soft enough to fall asleep on," Regina said sardonically.
Laura snickered hoarsely and grabbed Regina's book.
"Hey!" Regina protested.
Laura plainly ignored that and closed Regina's book. Grinning, she stuffed it back into Regina's purse.
"Cheeky," Regina commented.
"You're done reading now," Laura said.
"Am I?"
"Mmmm. Because now I'm awake, and I want to talk to you," Laura said as she sweetly snuggled closer to Regina.
"Oh yes? And what do you want to talk about then?" Regina inquired and brushed a hand over the thin blanket she had draped over her legs when the temperature in the airplane had gone a bit chillier.
"Soon you and I are soaking up the sun on Mauritius," Laura said dreamily. "How awesome is that?"
"Very awesome," Regina agreed with her girlfriend.
Laura flashed her a cheeky grin. "The refined and sophisticated Regina Mills saying "awesome"! what have the world come to?"
Regina shrugged. "I'm merely trying to be young with the young ones..."
"Bull." Laura said plainly. "You are still young."
"I disagree." Regina said and remembered her poor eyesight.
"You are," Laura said firmly. "Young and wild."
Regina spluttered. "Oh no, dear. I seriously doubt that."
"I know better than you." Laura stated plainly.
Regina just shook her head. She didn't feel very young or wild. That was more Laura's thing.
"You don't believe me?" Laura said and slid a bit closer to Regina.
"No. I don't," Regina said with a light chuckle and looked after her book. She wouldn't have minded a bit more reading. Even though Laura was awake.
Laura's hand wiggled underneath the blanket, and at first her hand rested on Regina's knee. Completely innocently. But it didn't take very long before her hand crawled up and ended on Regina's outer thigh instead.
Regina raised an eyebrow but didn't comment on it. She had given up on reading (why tire her eyes?) and was now looking out of the window instead. Not that there was much to see. It was pitch black outside.
Laura's hand crawled up, and the warmth from her palm was seeping through Regina's thin slacks.
Regina frowned slightly, but still didn't say anything.
And Laura seemed to be encouraged by her silence. Soon her hand crept up to rest on Regina's inner thigh.
This time it was quite impossible for Regina not to react. Her leg jerked involuntarily as she quietly asked: "what are you doing?"
"Nothing," said Laura, and her voice was coated with innocence.
But the way her hand, shielded by the blanket, was now caressing her inner thigh didn't feel particularly innocent.
"Then why is your hand on a little journey up my leg?" Regina asked and clenched her jaw a bit.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Laura said.
Regina opened her mouth to answer that oh, so innocent statement, but then Laura's soft fingers were petting her inner thigh again, and it became impossible to say anything. Instead she just stared at nothing in particular as she focused on the way Laura's fingers were touching her inner thigh. It felt good. A little too good. It should be impossible for her to aroused after last night, but Regina found herself shockingly close to be just that. Aroused. Again.
"A pity you're not wearing a skirt," Laura quietly purred in her ear.
"Laura!" Regina hissed back. "You can't say stuff like that here!"
Laura chuckled hoarsely, and that sound alone was enough to make Regina feel entirely too warm everywhere. Especially close to where Laura's fingers currently were placed.
And those fingers just kept touching her. Up and down her inner thigh. Never stayed in one place for too long. Just as Regina was getting used to them in one place, they were creeping up again. Laura was teasing her. In an airplane. Regina had no idea why she was going with this. It was inappropriate. It was scandalous.
It was glorious.
"You are so fucking sexy," Laura murmured in her ear, and Regina should have laughed and called it a "tacky line", but right now, it didn't feel like a tacky line. Especially not when Laura's fingers suddenly were pressing against the seam of her slacks.
"Laura!" Regina hissed again. Her panties were growing damp, she realized. They were most definitely growing damp. And she was starting to throb slightly between her thighs as well. Oh, this is definitely not fair.
"Wanna be wild with me?" Laura whispered into her ear, and there was that fucking raspy tone again.
"D-define wild," Regina said strangled and cursed herself for stuttering.
Laura leaned closer, and still with her fingers pressed right against the seam of Regina's slacks she asked: "ever heard of the Mile high club?"
"No," Regina said and wondered why the hell she was participating in this conversation. How was she even capable of it when Laura's fingers were right there?"
"Want me to tell you about it?" Laura inquired and snickered.
"If you must," Regina said and clenched her jaw.
Laura snickered again. And then she whispered into Regina's ear and told her exactly what "the Mile high club" was.
By the time Laura had finished her little tale, Regina's mouth was completely dry, her cheeks red and her head slightly floaty.
"I... I see," was all she could say.
"Fancy becoming a member of this very exclusive club, Ms. Mills?" Laura husked and applied a bit more pressure just to stress out her words.
Regina masked a moan as a cough. She could honestly say that she never had sex on an airplane. She had never even considered it.
Until now, that was.
She worried her bottom lip as she glanced around in the plane. All the other passengers were sleeping. Safe and sound. If she and Laura nipped to the bathroom, nobody would ever know. No one would be any the wiser.
God, am I really considering this? Have I lost my mind completely?
"Go to the bathroom," Laura breathed into her ear.
Regina bit her lip again.
"Go on," Laura coaxed seductively. "I want you right now. Please."
Obviously, Regina should have pointed out how risky and stupid such an act would be. She should have reminded Laura that they soon would be in Mauritius where they could do whatever they wanted.
She didn't.
Instead she pushed Laura's hand away, tossed the thin blanket aside and then rose from her seat. Her legs felt like jelly as she walked down the aisle. She felt on the verge of combusting as she locked herself in the bathroom. Her fingers curled around the sink as she foolishly tried to calm down.
She never got the chance to. It only felt as though a few seconds had passed before there was a very quiet tap on the door.
Regina quickly unlocked the door.
Laura flashed her a grin as she slipped into the bathroom and then locked the door securely behind them. Then she was pushing Regina backwards and up against the wall.
A very low moan escaped Regina as Laura kissed her. She had completely forgotten that this was an airplane. That there only was a thin door between them and the other passengers. That they could be discovered at any given time. None of that mattered when Laura kissed her and slipped her tongue inside Regina's mouth. Her hands slid down, and she began fumbling with the button in Regina's slacks. Soon her smart fingers won that battle, and she popped the button open. Next was the zipper. Regina heard the faint scratching as Laura succeed in that too. Her slacks were pushed down to just below her ass, and Laura's fingers hooked in the waistband of her panties.
Regina broke the kiss and moaned. She grabbed on to Laura's shoulders.
"Shh," Laura cooed. "You have to be quiet, beautiful. Can you do that?"
Regina nodded fervently. She could do anything as long as Laura just kept touching her.
"Good," Laura purred, and then she was pushing Regina's panties down. Regina did her best not to shiver when cold air greeted the place where she felt completely warm and slick.
"A pity there isn't much room in here. I would have loved to be on my knees for you," Laura murmured.
This time, Regina did shiver, and more wetness began pooling between her legs. She really needed to come. There was no polite way to put it.
Laura smirked, and then she cupped Regina's sex.
Regina's legs trembled slightly at that, and she ended up twisting her hands slightly and pressing her palms firmly against the wall. Maybe she was just gonna keel over right here on this bathroom floor.
"I've got you," Laura assured.
In every sense of the word, apparently, Regina thought to herself. Laura was still very much cupping her.
But not for long. Soon Laura's fingers were flicking a very wet pink bud, and Regina had no idea how she managed to stay quiet. It felt as though her jaw was about to detach entirely from her skull.
"You look so good like this," Laura murmured as her fingers slipped a bit lower and swirled through Regina's wetness. She kept her eyes firmly locked with Regina's as she brought her fingers up to her lips. "And you taste so fucking good."
Regina would have given everything to scream the whole place down. She wasn't sure she could keep quiet if Laura didn't do something soon.
Fortunately, Laura was done teasing, and Regina's knees damn nearly cave in when she rather suddenly slipped two fingers inside her and began pumping. No slow and gentle nonsense today, no this was the essence of a quickie.
Regina didn't mind that one bit. It had been a while since she last had a quickie.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" Laura whispered into her ear. "Damn shame you can't be lame."
Regina silently agreed with that as her hips began rocking against Laura's touch. Thanks to Laura's earlier ministrations when they were still in their seats, Regina was already well and truly riled up. She did her best to move her hips in sync with Laura's movements. Her stomach tightened. Was she already close? No, that was impossible. Right?
"Laura..." she mumbled, not a hundredth percent sure of what she was going to say.
"Shh. I know," Laura purred. She twisted her wrist slightly, so she was able to press the heel of her hand snugly against Regina's clit.
Regina's knees buckled dangerously, and her eyes started to water. The muscles in her abdomen tightened once more.
"Come for me," Laura hissed in her ear. Her other hand came down to continue what she had started with the heel of her other hand.
Regina groaned quietly as the pressure on her clit were intensified. Laura's fingers were still moving inside her. Pushing against her g-spot with each skilled movement. The first warning she got was the slight burning beginning in her heels. Her toes automatically curled in her high heels. She groaned again and grabbed onto Laura's shoulders once more. Her fingers digged into Laura's soft flesh as the warmth travelled up. Covered her thighs. Regina's bit her lip not to whimper, but a very small sound still escaped her as the warmth rather suddenly exploded in her abdomen and then washed over every part of her as she came around Laura's fingers.
For a moment it felt as though the entire plane was rocking from side to side. Who knows, maybe it was. Regina certainly wasn't capable of knowing the difference right now. She was much too wrapped up in riding out this rather spectacular orgasm Laura had just given her. She squeezed her eyes shut, but she could still see white lights popping. Bliss was washing over her, and she wasn't entirely sure on how she managed to stay upright. The plane rocked again. Or maybe it didn't. Maybe it was simply Regina's stomach that trembled.
And Laura kept feeding Regina's pleasure with each steady push of her fingers and petted her clit with feather light touches. Until Regina released a soft "Mmm!" and slumped back against the door. She lowered a trembling hand and pushed at Laura's eager hand. She definitely couldn't take anymore right now.
Laura snickered slightly as she gently withdrew her fingers from within Regina. Regina moaned slightly. She felt as though she was melting. Right here. In this bathroom.
Laura brought her fingers up and it was her turn to "mmm!" as she licked her fingers clean.
Regina's mind was still completely foggy with arousal, but she was aware enough to know that they already had spent far too long in this bathroom. She somehow managed to tug her panties up where they belonged, and then wiggled slightly as she brought the slacks up as well. It took longer than usually to button and zip them. Her fingers were still trembling. She took a deep, calming breath and then tried away. She couldn't very well walk out of the bathroom like this.
"Regina Mills, official member of the Mile high club," Laura smirked.
Regina shook her head and tried to get a hold of herself. "I can't believe we just did that."
"I can," Laura grinned.
Regina shook her head again and staggered over to the mirror. Yep, she definitely looked a bit too happy about having been in the bathroom. She had to do something about her blushing cheeks.
"So?" Laura asked and was cheeky enough to give Regina's ass a little squeeze. "Did I make you fly?"
Regina spluttered against her will. "Yes, dear. You most certainly did."
Laura looked very satisfied at that. She grinned at Regina.
To Be Continued...