A/N This one is a little shorter I'll make it up to you soon! I refused to make the decision between smut and fluff here so I just added a bit of both. I hope you enjo, drop me a review to let me know either way.
Almost twelve hours after the original conversation they do find themselves in the shower together. Emma groans as she feel the hot water coursing down her back, expelling all the tension she had been carrying from a long, hard day.
In all honesty it was probably more to with the way that Regina was pulling at her nipples that was releasing the tension from her body. Emma groans again as Regina peppers red hot kisses along her collar bone, muttering in between kisses, her words spreading fire through Emma's bones.
"I love it when you are like this," Regina whispers raising her head so that her lips are pressed against Emma's ear. "When you just know all the things I am going to do to you." She twists Emma's nipple causing her to cry out, "all the ways I am going to make you groan." A tongue finds its way into the shell of Emma's ear causing her to shiver and thread her hands through Regina's wet hair.
"I'm going to keep doing it you know?" Regina says her voice deep and vaguely threatening, Emma feels a shiver run down her spine, she runs a hand down Regina's back, the water making everything frictionless and delicious. She pulls their bodies close together, forcing Regina's hands into her own hair and her own grabbing a handful of her ass. "I am to going keep making you scream my name. I am going to consume every bit of you."
"Regina…" Emma gasps out, her whole body seems to be shaking with desire. She feels Regina smiles before returning to her pulse point.
"That's right dear." She mutters into Emma's throat, making the blonde groan, she feels Regina begin to push her backwards until her back is flush against the tiles of her shower. She is no longer directly in the stream but Regina is. Emma pushes her back lightly in order to look at her properly, and the water that is tracking a valley in between her breasts. She gazes at Emma from under hooded lids, very aware of the effect she was having on the blonde. She looks radiant.
"Say it again," Emma demands running her own hands over Regina's skin, the darker woman smiles gazing at her with blown pupils.
"Emma Swan," Regina says, her eyes never leaving Emma's, "Will you move in with me?" In a flash Emma has switched their positions pressing Regina against the wall. The brunette lets out a gasp of surprise, but does not fight their new position.
"Again." She demands, and again the request falls from Regina's lips as she drops to the knees, she begins kissing the flat planes of her stomach, listening to the moans of approval coming from above her. Regina's hand find its way into her hair, gripping tightly and encouraging her down the way. Emma nips at her hips, leaving a mark there, then she kisses it softly. Regina's grip on her hair is almost painful and Emma is relishing in every moment of it. Finally she reaches the apex of Regina's thigh's and pauses, drinking in the sight of Regina twitching involuntarily and smiling.
"Emma" Regina gasps out, Emma looks up and sees how wanton Regina truly is in this moment. One hand is in Emma's hair and the other is splayed on the slippery tiles behind her as if hoping to gain some purchase. Her head has been thrown back, her eyes are closed and her lips are parted as she gasps for air, her chest is heaving. Emma loves when she is like this, when she is gasping with complete abandon and Emma is the cause.
Running her hands up Regina's thighs Emma leans forward to take her first taste of Regina. She braces her forearm against Regina's stomach to stop the other woman's legs from buckling beneath her. She wraps her lips around Regina's clit and sucks hard. Above her Regina cries out, Emma's name on her lips. Snaking her other hand in between Regina's legs, without reducing her pressure on Regina's clit she slowly inserts one finger inside Regina, causing a drawn out gasp.
A second finger quickly follows as Emma increases the pace, Regina's hand grips tighter as her other one begins slapping a beat into the tiles behind her. A staccato beating out the rhythm of their passion.
Emma can feel Regina's walls beginning to clench around her fingers as her name falls from Regina's lips like a mantra.
When Regina comes it sends a jolt of electricity right to Emma's core, knowing that she could cause that reaction in a woman like Regina was the most erotic feeling she has ever encountered.
When she felt that Regina had recovered enough, Emma releases her hold on the woman who promptly slips down the wall. She sat there her eyes still closed blissfully and her legs draped over Emma for a moment. Finally she looks at Emma through hooded lids.
"You are looking far too smug dear," She drawls a smile slowly appearing on her face. Reaching out she splays a hand over Emma's thighs and leans over of capture of other woman's mouth with hers. This moves them back under the stream of water, and not for the first time since they arrived in the shower that Emma is glad of the size of Regina's shower. This would certainly not be possible in her own. Regina wastes no time, pushing the wet hair out of Emma's face, she firmly reattaches their lips, the kiss is hot and deep.
It feels vulnerable to Emma like Regina is pouring her soul into Emma. Emma can feel the love in that kiss and also the desperation, Regina needs this relationship to be it for her. Emma feels Regina's tongue slide into her mouth and she greets it eagerly, a possessive nip at the lips sending shivers down her spine. One of Regina's hand is clutching Emma's chin tilting it towards herself as she pours herself into Emma and the other is exploring the blonde's body. A hand dips into her waist, traces the slender stacks of her ribcage, smiling into Emma's mouth at the moan that is earned from that action. They should be uncomfortable on the tiled floor of the shower with water pounding down on them but Emma is exactly where she wants to be in that moment.
Regina's hand continues its descent, but it teasingly plays with the soft batch of curls that resides on Emma's pubic bone. Emma struggles to breathe, as Regina tantalisingly explores the sensitive areas without actually coming into contact with the area that Emma craved to be touched.
"Re-gina" Emma chokes out, Regina kisses along her jawline before chuckling into her ear. The sound alone makes Emma's hips buck. Keeping her torturously slow pace Regina finds the bundle of nerves and slowly builds the pressure on it. Emma cries out, throwing her head back and clenching her eyes shut. A strong hand cups the back of Emma's neck as it has done many times before. Regina pulls their foreheads together, reducing the almost non-existent distance between them.
"Look at me," she whispers, azure eyes snap open immediately, boring into Regina's darker ones. Her breath is falling from her lips in short bursts as her hands rises up to tangle themselves in Regina's hair. The water is running down their faces but their gazes do not falter for one second. The connection between them is so strong that Emma is surprised that it cannot be felt by everybody in the town. Regina picks up her pace, the thumb on her other hand rubbing soothing circles on her neck. Emma's begins to moan, her eyes fluttering closed for a second, but they immediately open again. She wants to look at Regina while this happens; she wants Regina to see the affect she has on her. Regina's eyes never leave hers, her hand moving quickly in between Emma's legs. Emma cries out Regina's name as she comes, her legs locking themselves around Regina's hand. Regina keeps her pace letting Emma ride the waves of pleasure. When she finally comes down, she moves her hands so she is cupping Regina's cheeks. She is shocked to see that Regina's eyes are tearing up, but neither make any effort to break their embrace.
"I'm sorry" Regina mutters her eyes flicking away from Emma's, embarrassed. "I just…"
"Ssh" Emma whispers using her thumbs to trace away the tears, "I know." And she does. Regina had been rejected her whole life and somehow it had forged her into strong, independent women who thought she was irrevocably broken, yet somehow she had found a home in Emma just as Emma had found a home in her. Regina smiles leaning into Emma's arms, they sit under the stream for a few minutes before Regina sighs and pulls Emma to her feet.
Slowly she reaches out and picking up a bottle she pours a liberal amount of shampoo into her hand. Slowly Regina builds up a lather and runs her hands through Emma's hair, causing the taller woman to sigh in pleasure. The distinct apple smell of her shampoo reaching her nostrils. After that she slowly washing Emma's body pressing small kisses on her bare flesh as she goes.
When it is over Regina leads her out and softly and carefully dries her on the softest towels that Emma has ever come across. They do not speak while this is happening a silent understanding having risen between them. Regina needs Emma to know that that she wants to be there to take care of her, and Emma needs Regina to know that she is not going anywhere.
By time they are showered and dried it is still much too early to go to bed, even for the extra activities that both women have planned for that night. So instead Regina surprises them both by making them both tea and curling up besides Emma in her enormous bed.
"You've changed you know?" Emma muses as she takes the mug from Regina and sniffs it suspiciously. They are both wearing a set of Regina's silk pyjamas, Emma's hoodie now lying draped over the banister. Emma has not said anything because she is sure that Regina likes seeing Emma in her clothes.
"Hhhmm," Regina answers, tucking her legs under herself, in a way that mirrors the woman sharing her bed. "Oh for goodness sense just drink it, it is just rose and chamomile. It's relaxing."
"I think drinking this officially makes me an adult," Emma says wrinkling her nose, while Regina laughs lightly, taking a drink of her own.
"I think what you just did in the shower officially makes you an adult" Regina answers with a grin that sends a shiver straight down Emma's spine. Regina continues to look at Emma over the top of her mug. Holding the mug in between her hands she raises an eyebrow at Emma. It takes her a moment to that Regina is still waiting for her to expand on her previous statement.
"I know you have put a lot of effort into changing and you are amazing but today…it was more than that." Emma gave a small shrug and looked into her mug.
"I have not become a mind reader dear," Regina gripes pouting playfully, Emma smiles leaning over and capturing Regina's protruding bottom lip in her teeth.
"I just mean that mind blowing thing that just happened, it was phenomenal and it was...incredibly tender. I don't really know how to describe it…it was like you were letting me into everything that you are. It was incredibly brave." Emma ducks her head, one hand creating aimless patterns on the duvet.
"Why does that make you worried?" Regina reaches out to cup Emma's cheek, who shakes her head a little but does not raise her eyes to meet Regina's. "Emma." Her tone is patient but there is a strong edge to her voice. One that told Emma that she was not going to get out of this conversation.
"Do you remember the last time I told you that you're brave?" Regina immediately tenses and forces herself not to remove her hand. Not to retreat to the other side of the bed, to the other side of the house, the other side of Storybrooke. Wherever she would have to retreat to in order to be immune from the pain Emma had caused her and could cause her again. She had made a decision and that was to be with Emma.
"Of course," she replies her voice coming out terser than she had intended for it to. Emma noticeably flinches her attention still fully on the rapidly cooling drink in front of her. Taking a loud and calming breath, Regina runs a soothing thumb over Emma's cheek.
"Are you planning on hurting me?" She asks and receives a shake of the head in reply, "are you planning on being here when I wake up in the morning?" This time she receives a nod. "Well then that is good enough for me."
This causes Emma to look up, her eyes shimmering with a hope that makes Regina's heart melt. "You cannot promise that you will never hurt me, but you can promise that you do not intend to and that you want to be here for me that is all I need."
Emma's breath hitches in her throat, as she realises she is about to speak the truth, "I promise that I love you and I want to be with you." Regina smiles and leans in for another kiss.
"Good enough for me. Now drink your tea." Emma chuckles, and after making a show of putting on a brave face to takes a sip, then she really pulls a face because she has to admit it is not that bad.