"Soooo…. What do you think?" Emma tentatively asks as she watches Regina taking in what will be their home for the next two weeks.
Regina had just been on her first ever flight, after receiving her passport only the previous day. She travelled with Emma on the national teams private jet to Chicago, where the US women's soccer team would be training for the next couple of weeks before flying out to various countries to play their qualifying games for the World Cup the following year. They would be staying in one of the suites reserved for the players in a fancy five star hotel on the outskirts of the city, and Emma was really hoping it was to Regina's liking or the brunette may not want to travel with her for the upcoming games.
"It's beautiful, Emma," the brunette replies as she looks around the gigantic suite that's furnished in an elegant but modern style. It's not as homely as Emma's mansion of course, but it is palatial, not like any hotel Regina had ever stayed in before. Although all the hotels she had stayed in previously had never been for more than an hour.
The blonde breathes a sigh of relief, she wasn't sure why she would have expected any other answer from the brunette, but she was a little concerned that having been on her first flight and going to an unfamiliar place might have been too much for her girlfriend to handle. Regina turned around to face Emma, childish glee sparkling in her eyes. Emma should have known better than to have underestimated the brunette. Regina had sat on the private jet in awe, enjoying every second of the short journey, and now she was smiling happily at her first trip of her life.
"Happy you decided to come?" Emma asks as she stands in front of Regina, hands shoved into the pockets of her skinny jeans.
Regina adores the almost bashful look in Emma's eyes, knowing the blonde wouldn't relax until she was certain that Regina was comfortable with everything. The brunette steps into the blondes space and reaches up so her hands meet at the nape of her lovers neck and their lips are almost touching. "Everything is wonderful, darling. I am so glad I came." Her words seem to do the trick as she feels the blondes shoulders relax and her rigid stance loosens up, as a big beautiful smile spreads over her face.
She wraps her arms around the brunettes back, holding her closer. "Good, if you need anything just let me know and I'll make sure we get it."
"What else could I possibly need?" It was a simple question but with Emma in her arms she felt like she had everything she could ever possibly want or need right there.
"Well, it was a rush to pack, seen as your passport only came yesterday. If you've forgotten anything just let me know. I want to make sure everything is perfect for you."
"Everything is perfect," she says before placing a small kiss on the lips in front of her. Emma kisses her back and holds her a little more tightly. "How about we check out the bedroom?" She adds with a salacious grin.
"You always have the best ideas," the blonde murmurs against plump lips as she begins walking them backwards in the direction of their bedroom, not once separating from the embrace of her lover as she does so.
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Regina's eyes slowly open to see the welcome sight of the blonde sleeping peacefully beneath her, she smiles and presses a light kiss to the shoulder her head had been resting against. They had fallen asleep after making love for most of the afternoon, it was something the brunette had never imagined would become one of her favourite activities, but because of Emma it was now most definitely at the top of her list.
"Mmm," the blonde mumbles as she slowly wakes up from the small kisses Regina continues to place along her collar bone, "hey, beautiful."
"Hey," the smaller woman replies as she moves to straddle the blonde, her sensitive and still wet sex pressing against Emma's cock, pulling a whimper from pale lips.
The blonde runs her hands along toned thighs, to curvy hips and around to the brunettes firm backside, gently squeezing the fleshy globes in her hands as she helps the brunette to rock against her as her dick stirs to life between them. Emma's phone starts ringing from her jacket pocket that was dropped somewhere on the bedroom floor. Regina stops the canting of her hips as peers down into green eyes.
"Ignore it," Emma requests as she encourages the brunette to start moving her hips again, which she does without the need for any further convincing. The phone eventually stops ringing only to start ringing again a minute later. They both continue to ignore it, too caught up in their desire to separate and answer the call.
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Regina lays on Emma's chest, panting as she comes down from her high, Emma's content cock still inside her as it starts to deflate. "So… Chicago's awesome," the blonde pants.
A full, rich laugh escapes the brunette as she finds the strength to push up on her arms so she can look at her girlfriend. "Mmm… indeed it is. I have definitely enjoyed it so far." She kisses the blonde firmly, not deepening it, not wanting to start something she can't finish, at least not until some eergy returns to her tired body. "Can we get something to eat?" She asks as she rolls off the blonde so she can go shower.
"You took the words right out of my mouth. Do you want to order room service or eat in the restaurant?" The blonde asks as she takes the condom from her flaccid dick before tying it and dropping it in the bathroom bin.
"Restaurant, please," the brunette requests as she steps into the shower. She loves going out to eat, a simple pleasure she has been denied for so long that now jumps to at every opportunity.
"Okay, can I join you in the shower?"
"Only if you promise to behave," the brunette challenges with a raised eyebrow.
"Of course," Emma replies, her fingers crossed behind her back and an almost too innocent grin on her face.
"I know what you are doing behind your back," the brunette states with a smile on her face. Emma's childish side always brought a smile to her lips.
"Well what do you expect when you're being all naked and beautiful?" The blonde teases as she steps into the shower. Standing behind Regina she wraps her arms around her thin waist and kisses her shoulder.
"You have the libido of a teenage boy," the smaller woman comments, the semi pressing against her back only further proving her words.
"Yes, but I have better stamina," she cockily replies, "let me show you." She sinks down to her knees, her hands lightly gripping onto curvy hips. She places feather light kisses to the bottom of the brunettes back, small kisses over and over, until the brunette is pushing back against her in demand of more. Emma gives her more, slowly dragging the tip of her tongue lower and kissing the fleshy backside beneath her lips. Regina voluntarily leans forward, bending at the hips and steadying herself against the shower wall. Emma hums in delight at the sneak peek she is given of Regina's slick opening that is encased by puffy lips. She runs her hands over the pert backside and down the back of her thighs, gently guiding her to widen her stance, her hands glide back up to the bottom of her back where she presses in silent request for Regina to bend a little further.
Regina whimpers, a rush of heat spreading from her core at the feeling of control, even from her very exposed position. She had only been in this position when she was getting fucked for the other persons enjoyment. But like with everything else, Emma made her experience old things in a new way. This was for her pleasure, she was to be the one on the receiving end of an orgasm and that made her feel in control. A normally vulnerable position becomes one of control when she's with Emma.
The blonde takes a long, firm lick between the swollen lips, humming against the slick flesh at the heady taste of her lover.
Regina rests her forehead against the tiled wall, the warm ministrations of the tongue between her legs already leaching what little strength she has from her body. "Fuck," she groans against the wet tile as Emma's tongue probes her entrance before sinking inside of her. She pushes back, needing the feel Emma inside of her as deeply as possible.
The blonde keeps her tongue firm and licks at the clenching walls surround the muscle as she slips a hand over her lovers pelvis and dips down through perfectly groomed wet curls, until she finds the brunettes stiff bud. The first touch of her fingertips against the sensitive bundle of nerves has Regina grunting and pushing harder against the blondes mouth as she tries to escape the overwhelming feeling against her most sensitive spot. Emma splits her fingers so her index and middle fingers firmly rub on either side of the brunette's clit.
Regina reaches around to the back of Emma's head with one hand, gripping onto wet locks as she gently rocks between the exploring tongue and strumming fingers.
The constant string of moans and whimpers pouring from the brunette has the blonde reaching between her own legs for her painfully hard cock. She's gentle with herself at first, knowing that anything firmer or faster would have her spilling her seed over the shower floor before she was finished with Regina.
As Emma's groaning against Regina's entrance increases, as she jerks herself, the brunette opens her eyes and looks down to notice the blonde pumping her thick shaft, working on getting them both off.
"Mmm… Emma… keep touching yourself," she demands as she watches the show below. Her legs begin to shake as she nears the edge, the sight of Emma's strong hand gripping herself, gliding up and down her hard shaft as the purple tip glistens with her pre-cum, and the groaning against her pussy as she is being eaten out combined with her clit being rubbed, is like an express train to her bliss. "Oh God…mmm… I'm going to cum… Emma… I'm going to cum."
The blonde pumps herself faster, dragging her thumb over the sensitive head as her balls swell and tighten, ready for her inevitable release.
"FUUUUCK," Regina shouts against the wall, her eyes squeezing tightly shut as white spots explode behind her eyelids, and her nails dig into Emma's scalp as she cums against the tongue inside her.
Emma grunts from deep inside her throat as a fresh wave of Regina's essence hits her tongue, causing her to shoot her release from her tip in constant spurts, until she is once again empty and satisfied. Regina slumps, her legs buckling as she fights to hold herself up after another intense orgasm gifted to her by the blonde. Emma quickly releases her dick from her grip and holds onto the brunettes hips so she can ease her down until her girlfriend is sitting on her muscular thighs, her back pressed against Emma's front as she holds the brunette tightly against her. The warm spray of the shower cascades over their exhausted bodies. Emma kisses her supple back, gentle, comforting kisses as the brunette catches her breath and relaxes against the blonde.
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After finishing up with the very satisfying shower the blonde picks up their discarded clothes from the bedroom floor. She digs out her phone from her jacket pocket, remembering that she had received a couple of calls earlier on. Her screen shows the two missed calls and one message; from Ruby.
"Yo, Swan, I'm not sure what you could be doing in your suite with your girlfriend that's more important than answering my calls ;p but I just wanted to let you know that the team are all going to be having dinner together in the main restaurant at seven."
"Hey, babe," Emma calls out to Regina.
"Yes?" The brunette pokes her head out from the bathroom door.
"The team is going for dinner at seven, do you want to join them?"
"Yeah, sure. What's the time now?"
"Urm… ten past seven. I'll text Ruby to let her know we will be a little late."
They arrive at the restaurant that had been reserved just for the team and their family members, almost half an hour later. Ruby greets them with a smirk, aware of what they had been doing to cause them to be so late. They take the two seats next to Ruby, that she had saved for them. The faces around the very long table were familiar to Regina from the flight but she didn't know anyone there other than the two women sitting on either side of her, as she had never met the national team before.
Before long, Regina is chatting to everyone around her, making friends just as she had at the Slayers party a few weeks before. Emma watches in awe at just how easily Regina gets along with everyone. The blonde had always had trouble bonding with people, and given Regina's history, it always surprises her when she witnesses the brunette easily charm all the people around her.
After they had finished their meals, people start moving about and talking to other people that hadn't been in earshot during the meal. There was a buzz of excitement and hope in the air as their World Cup campaign was about to kick off and their newly appointed team captain had just won the championship, and was without a doubt the best player in the country.
For the last ten minutes Regina had been kicking a small plastic ball backwards and forwards with the coach's toddler son, in her high heeled shoes. Emma had helped her move a table out of the way to clear some space when a young boy with a small soccer ball had approached the brunette. The blonde watched how Regina constantly smiled as the little boy enthusiastically tried to kick the ball towards her, but it would either go askew or he would end up missing the ball and falling on his backside, sending him into fits of giggles. Regina had never been around a child in all her adult life but she was a complete natural, and soon other children of the players began to join her and the coach's little boy. Emma was content to just watch her girlfriend and her interactions with the flock of children, as she sat with Ruby and a few of their teammates.
Their first group training was at ten the next morning so no one was having more than a couple of drinks and soon the coach, Ingrid, called time on their evening, asking all the players to get some rest in preparation for the training they would be doing the next morning.
The toddler Regina had first been kicking the ball backwards and forwards with was about to pitch a fit when Ingrid swooped in the pick him up, telling him it was time to go to bed. Emma listened intently as Regina went to the little boy and promised him they could play the next day if he went to bed to get some sleep so he could be at him best tomorrow. The tears that had been threatening to spill, quickly receded and he nodded his head in agreement, reaching out with his podgy arms to hug the brunette. Regina looked to Ingrid for permission to hold the little boy, the coach smiled and happily passed her child to the brunette. Regina's eyes sparkled in a way the blonde had never seen before and it filled her chest with a wave of love and longing. Regina hugs the toddler and kisses his cheek before handing him back to his mother, he waves over his mothers shoulder as she walks away with him, Regina waves at him in return.
"Who knew I was dating a female Pele?" The blonde jests as Regina approaches her.
"You should see me when I play without heels," the brunette jokes back.
When they reach their room, Regina goes straight for her phone to see if Kathryn had text her yet. She was relieved to see that her blonde friend had indeed sent her a message.
"Hey, I've landed. I'll let you know how it goes. Wish me luck."
Regina quickly sends a reply before putting her phone away and getting ready for bed. "Kathryn landed an hour ago," she informs Emma.
"Good, I'm glad she got there safely. I just hope it all goes well for her."
A few days previously Fred had passed on another message to Kathryn from her father, he was desperate to be reunited with his daughter. Kathryn hadn't made the decision to travel to the other side of the country to meet her father until their passports had arrived and it was decided that Regina would be travelling with Emma to the training camp. Kathryn had been invited along by the couple but she didn't want to play the third wheel and she didn't want to stay at home on her own, so she used the credit card that Emma left in the study, and booked a flight for herself. She knew she would eventually agree to seeing her father again so she decided to stop postponing the inevitable and get over her shame at her past.
"What if she decides not to come back?" Regina quietly asks, trying to not show her insecurity but failing miserably.
Emma's heart breaks a little at the dull look in brown eyes and nervous tone of her lovers voice. "Well, that's up to her," she says sympathetically from where she sits on the edge of the bed, "we have to support her in whatever decision she makes. She's only on the other coast, it's not like it's the other side of the world."
Regina may have been making friends at every given opportunity but Kathryn had been with her through everything, they shared the most awful time of their lives together and it had bonded them in a way that most people would never understand. The thought of losing that, the thought of Kathryn deciding to stay with her father on the other side of the country was devastating to her. She would support whatever decision her friend made but that didn't mean she would be okay with it.
"Yeah, I guess," she despondently replies as she plops down next to Emma on the bed.
"She's our family too. Don't worry about it until you know for certain. She never mentioned staying out there, did she?"
"No, but she has the chance to start afresh, away from where everything happened. I wouldn't blame her if she decided to stay there."
"I'm sure she will come home, and if not, we will move out there to be near her." Regina laughs at the silly suggestion. "I'm serious. If that what it takes to make sure you are happy then we'll do it. I'm sure I can join a club anywhere now."
"You would really do that for me?" The brunette asks with scrunched eyebrows. Emma never ceased to amaze her in what she was willing to do for her.
"I would do anything for you, never doubt that," she promises as she tucks a brunette tendril behind her lovers ear and kisses her softly. "Don't worry about anything. Whatever happens in life we can deal with it together, okay?"
"I don't know what I ever did to deserve you. How can I ever repay you for everything you've done for me?" It was a rhetorical question but in Regina's life everything had been in a deal, something was always sacrificed to get something in return. Her body and freedom had been sacrificed just in order for her to be allowed to live through each day, in her past life.
"Marry me?" Emma blurts out before thinking it through. She knew it was what she wanted but she didn't even have a ring and they had only been together for a few months.
Regina is stunned into complete silence, her back goes rigid and she stares into the loving green eyes that shine with utter devotion, of the woman sitting next to her. "What?"
"Marry me?" The blonde asks with confidence. "I know this is sudden and not very well thought out. You deserve to be asked in a more romantic and special way," the blondes voice wavers as she realises she has done the brunette an injustice by not making an occasion out of such a special question. She takes the brunettes hands in her own and is relieved that she doesn't pull away but the lack of a vocal response from the brunette keeps her on edge, so she continues, "I love you and I know I want to spend forever with you, of that I am certain. I have never been so sure of anything in my life." The brunettes silence still continues, her eyes still wide and her jaw still hanging open. "Please say something." A tear slowly slips from a brunette eye and down her cheek. "No, please don't cry," the blonde begs as she wipes away the tear with her thumb. "We don't have to if you don't want to," she finishes off as her shoulders droop and her head drops.
The look of utter misery on the blondes face is the thing that finally kicks the brunette brain into gear. "Yes, yes. Of course I will." She finally answers through a massive smile as happy tears fall more forcefully from her eyes.
The blondes head shoots up and she wears a matching smile. "Really?"
Regina frantically nods her heads, "yes."
A noise somewhere between a squeal and a scream escapes from the blondes throat as she surges in for a kiss, pressing her lips hard against the brunettes and pushing her back against the bed. "Really? Do you mean it? Will you marry me?"
"There's nothing I want more," the brunette solemnly promises, looking deeply into the sparkling green eyes above her.
Emma can't stop smiling as she stares at her now fiancé in disbelief. She had never expected to find love in her life and she had never expected to find someone to share her life with, but the incredible woman that was Regina Mills, had just accepted to do just that with her. "I'll get you the biggest, most beautiful ring there is," Emma excitedly promises.
"I don't care about a ring. I just want to be with you always," she says as she cups the blondes face and pulls her down into a soft kiss.
"Always. I'll always be with you," Emma whispers against soft, plump lips before kissing her again.
They slowly begin stripping each other, both of them kissing every inch of newly exposed skin, not in the name of sex, but in the name love and devotion. It was about baring themselves to each other, giving each other the only thing either of them truly had to give; themselves. They had come so far together in such a short time, the oppressive weight of their lives moulding them into the people they had become, two souls perfectly fitting together, unconcerned with timescales, their pasts irrelevant to who they are when they are together.
When they are naked, laying above the covers, bodies entwined and lips pressed together. It's just them, stripped of their disguises and of the show they put on for the outside world. Together they have made a safe place where they can be themselves. Emma doesn't think twice about the appendage between her legs. The part of her that had made everyone abandon her, the part of her that made everyone treat her differently and not accept her. Regina's past fades into nothing, her body, the only thing that is hers, the only thing that she thought she could ever have to offer anyone, becomes the one thing that she has control over giving to anyone. She wasn't a victim when she was with Emma, she felt complete, not because the blonde was some imaginary missing piece, but because Emma had shown her it was okay to be who she was and that her past did not dictate her future, like the brunette had always thought it would.
Regina had condemned her own life in her darkest hours, never believing in any future other than being a slave to Gold and his psychotic whims. With every day that passed, separating her from that previous life, she grew stronger and more confident, she was becoming the person she was always meant to be. She was making this decision of her own free will and she had never been more certain of anything in her life.
Emma had always stayed on the peripheral of society, even as a famous soccer star who's face was constantly splashed on TV and magazines, she had never felt like she was a part of it all. Who she is and who the world saw were two completely different people. Who she is had never truly been accepted by anyone before Regina, and just having that one person accept her had allowed her to finally accept herself.
They don't move past kissing and gentle touches but that's enough for both of them. They hold each other close as the kisses slow down and they drift off to sleep together, safe in the comfort that they have promised their futures to each other.
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I struggled so much with this chapter and I kept changing my mind on which direction to take it in. I hope you guys are happy with how it has turned out. I consider it a building block of a chapter for the rest of the story.