Regina was nervously fidgeting with the buckle on her life jacket, her jaw was clenched, and her face was drawn and pale. Emma was going first, and her body was strapped into the mesh body harness connecting her to the parachute. She looked back at Regina, her body rigid with tension, and she wished she could do something to ease her worries. Then she had an idea.

She called the driver over. The tan, sandy-haired man in blue swim trunks shuffled toward Emma, wiping his hands dry on his Jaws "Bite Me" T-shirt.

"Hey, Drew. Sorry to do this. But I think we have a small change of plans. Can you get us geared up in a tandem harness? I think it will be best if she and I do this together instead of one and one."

"Sure thing, blondie. Let me grab all the gear."

Emma began untangling her body from the harness she had on and returned it to the proper trunk. She walked over to Regina with a lopsided grin.

"What are you doing? You're not going to make me go first—that's not going to happen."

"No, I'm not. We're going to do this together. You and me."

"You can do that?"

"Yeah, I should have thought of it before. They have tandem harnesses. It'll be more fun this way. And hopefully it won't be as scary if we're doing it together."

"No, Emma, I wanted to show you I could do this. I'm not going to chicken out now."

"Regina, this isn't some kind of military bootcamp exercise. This is supposed to be fun. I want to do this with you. I know how brave you are—you don't have to prove anything to me."

Emma took offer her sunglasses so Regina could see her eyes.

"Regina, you've shown me in a thousand different ways that you're willing to step out of what you're used to so we can be together. I know who you are. Lets do this together."

"Ok," Regina said, giving her a tight smile.

Drew came over with the new harnesses and helped Regina step in, strapping and buckling her in tight. Then he did the same thing to Emma until they were both snuggly bound inside the harnesses. He showed them the proper position and explained how they would dangle their feet out by the water, and the parachute would continue to climb until they reached about 500 feet. After the quick tutorial, Drew gave them thumbnail of the island, so they'd know what they were seeing when they looked down.

"This isn't necessary because I won't be looking down," Regina muttered, making Emma smile. She grabbed Regina's closest hand and laced it with hers, and they prepared for their ascent. Drew showed them how to sit with their legs out holding onto the straps that hung down from the parachute. Then, with Regina white knuckling it and Emma squealing with delight, they were suddenly off the boat and hovering a few feet over the water.

The boat kept moving further and further away, but they just slowly rose like someone letting go of a helium balloon, higher and higher, making the rest of the world literally fall away from them, until they were lifted so high in the air that the water just looked like flat block of aqua and the boat was a pinprick below.

Emma looked at Regina, expecting her to be terrified, but instead, Regina's head was thrown back, her eyes were closed, and she had a blissful smile painted on her face.

"Oh my god. You're actually liking this, aren't you?" Emma asked.

"It's amazing. I thought it would be loud and scary, but it's actually so peaceful and beautiful. I love it."

Emma laughed. This was her favorite side of Regina, and she knew she was one of the few people who ever got to see it. Regina began pointing out different parts of the island, pulling out her phone to take a couple selfies and some shots of the island from high above.

"I love being up here with you," Emma said. "It's like being in our own private atmosphere. Tell me a secret. I'm the only one who can hear it up here."

"Ok. I don't know if this qualifies as a secret. But did you know I keep a journal?"

Emma shook her head. "No, I've never seen it. You keep it hidden?"

"Yes. In the vault. I used to keep it in the silver chest in my office, but I thought it would be safer in the vault."

"That's some top-security shit. What are you writing in there that's so private?"

"Well, at least for the last few years, a lot of what I write about was, well, you."

"Me, like about how many different ways you wanted to ring my neck?"

"No, about other things I wanted to do to you actually."

"But that first night—you said you didn't know you had feelings for me."

"I lied."

"Oh." Emma smiled broadly. "Well, that sounds like required reading for me."

"Hmm, we'll see. Oooh, we're starting our descent. Quick, tell me a secret before we return to Earth."

"Ok. I hope this scramble your brain. But I think I'd like to have another baby. With you. If you wanted to."

Emma looked over, and Regina's face was impassive.

"Regina? I'm sorry if I sprung that on you. I didn't mean to get all heavy. If that's a deal breaker, I mean, it's not like I—"

"—No, Emma, I'd like to have another baby, too. I guess I had just given up on that ever being an option a long time ago."

"Really?"

"Yes, really."

Emma smiled an the two of them just beamed at each other as they slowly made their way back down to the boat.

After they ate a late lunch and rehydrated, they spent the afternoon laying on the loungers outside the bungalow under an umbrella in the sun. Emma insisted Regina wear the white strapless bikini she'd brought, and she herself was clad in a microscopic hot pink bikini, which was comprised of essentially two tiny triangles that left almost nothing to the imagination. Not that Regina was complaining.

Emma's body was ridiculous, and Regina couldn't get enough of her. She'd peer over through her sunglasses, pretending to be looking over at the water, and just drink in her toned legs, taught stomach, ample perky breasts, and muscular arms. She'd always loved looking at her, even when she was supposed to be hating her.

"Hello? You're not fooling anyone, Regina. I can feel your eyes burning into me."

Regina pulled her glasses down her nose and smirked.

"Busted. It's your bathing suit, dear. It's very distracting."

Emma grinned smugly and got up from her lounger and held out her hand to Regina. "Want to go for a walk on the beach with me? It's almost sunset. I'll wear a cover-up so I don't distract you."

Regina grabbed her hand and stood up, wrapping her arms around her fiancé's slender waist and reaching down to palm two handfuls of Emma's ass. "I'd love to go for a walk with you. But I can't promise to keep my hands to myself."

"I would never ask you to do that."

Emma grabbed their cover-ups and a beach blanket, and they walked out along the dock hand in hand. They walked barefoot along the beach with the sun beginning to set, the air still blissfully warm around them.

"I seriously don't think I've ever felt this relaxed in my life. I feel amazing," Regina said.

"You were so amazing today. I know by now I shouldn't be surprised by you, but you still manage to blow my mind on a regular basis."

Regina smiled. They came up on a shrouded area where the island held private picnics during the day. But it was deserted during the night. She grabbed the blanket from Emma and draped it on the white sand by the water. Then she shuffled back and led Emma to the blanket, pulling her down.

"I want to blow your mind right now," Regina said.

"Here?" Emma said timidly.

"Oh, hell yes."

"I want to fuck you on the sand."

"Christ. Regina, you're going to kill me."

"But what a way to go. Kiss me."

Emma launched at her, capturing her lips in a slow, lazy kiss. Regina let her lips slide across Emma's jaw, down her neck, leaving open-mouthed kisses where her neck and shoulder met. Emma began to moan as Regina assaulted her neck and slipped a knee between Emma's thighs, pushing up into her core.

As she ground into her, Regina pulled the hot pink fabric out of the way with her hand and sucked a nipple into her mouth, laving it with her tongue and teasing it with her teeth. She sucked and pulled at it until Emma was beside herself with desire.

"Regina? Baby? I need you. Please."

"What do you want, Emma?"

"I… God, I want you everywhere all at once."

"Hmm…Let me see what I can do about that, baby."

Regina situated herself between Emma's thighs and attacked her clit with her mouth and began immediately thrusting into her with three fingers. And, using a bit of magic, the fingers inside of Emma began to vibrate, creating a sensation that was almost too much for her to handle. Her body was on sensory overload, and she felt hot tears begin to form at the corners of her eyes as her fiancé plied her with pleasure at every sensitive spot on her body. She felt herself hurdling toward an orgasm, and there was nothing she could do to slow it down.

She let out an animalistic cry, well beyond the point where she could form words. Regina stopped the vibrations and pulled her mouth off Emma's center to kiss her mouth, but she continued to fuck her with her fingers. She let her tongue slide around Emma's mouth, and all the blonde could do was moan, whimper, and pant. She knew she should be embarrassed at how completely Regina had taken her, but she couldn't coherent enough thoughts to formulate shame. Emma suddenly tensed, arching her back off the blanket and sucked in gulps of air. When her body finally began to relax, she opened her eyes and looked forlornly at Regina, who scooped her up in her arms and held her, smoothing her hair with one hand and rubbing her back lazily with the other.

"I'm sorry, baby. That was too much, wasn't it?"

"No. It was the most intense orgasm I've ever had. I've never given myself to someone the way I have with you, and sometimes it's… overwhelming." Regina cradled Emma's head, tracing her high cheekbones with a finger and brushing the hair out of Emma's face. "But if you can trust me enough to sail 500 feet in the air, then I can trust you enough to surrender myself to you—mind and body."

The sun had completely set, but even in the darkness Emma could see the tears in Regina's eyes and her mouth form a silent thank you.