Regina looked up as someone softly raped on the door to her office. A glance at the clock told her it was only a little before 10, but only one person was allowed to walk past Linda unaccosted and knock without being announced, "Come in, darling?"
Emma's blonde head appeared through the open door, "Hey, babe," her smiling face made Regina's heart skip a beat and she was grateful that after all the time and everything they'd been through, that the blonde could still stir such a reaction inside her.
"A little early for lunch isn't it?" The brunette teased as she pushed her chair back and rubbed at her swollen stomach.
A shrug as Emma slipped out of her snow covered Sheriff's parka and hung it from the hall tree beside the door, her heavy duty belt joining it on the next hook; it was a week after they'd been to the past, future and altered present and only the second day they'd been to work. Both women had been noticeably more desirous of their time together and Emma wasn't putting much effort into hiding her frequent visits to the Mayor's office the last two days, "I thought you might want to go over the March budget?" The blonde produced a flash drive from her pocket and grinned at her wife.
An arched eyebrow and Regina levered herself up out of her desk chair, a hand resting on the peak of her belly, she'd chosen a once loose cream colored sweater and black maternity skirt that morning. The sweater draped beautifully over her frame, stretching around her belly just enough to accent it without appearing to constrain it, "You do realize it's only January the 7th?" She loosely draped her arms over her wife's shoulders and kissed her softly on the lips, they typically covered the coming month towards the end of the preceding month.
Emma grinned sheepishly, "You're always saying I should prioritize more and be proactive with these things," she clenched the usb in her fist and wrapped her wife in as tight a hug as was possible with the swell of her pregnant wife's stomach. In truth it had been years since Regina had to lecture the blonde on her work ethic. These days Emma was more likely to draft a grant proposal than be caught sleeping or tossing wadded paper into a trashcan for points, though the dart board that still hung on the wall was worn and had been replaced more than once.
Regina gave a knowing smirk as they separated, "Of course, I'm so glad that you're maturing and learning how to prioritize," she pulled her wife's hand to her stomach then, cupping just beneath the swell and they shared a smile at the rippling kick that moved against Emma's palm. "Your child has been particularly active today," a grin and she shifted their joined hands to follow the movement as the baby inside her shifted their position just a little.
"Little athlete," Emma grinned proudly, knowing full well that in utero movement didn't have anything to do with the child's future exploits. Their eyes locked and Emma didn't miss the shimmer of emotion in her wife's eyes and knew it was echoed in her own, she leaned in and placed a sweet kiss against Regina's plump lips.
Regina hummed lightly into the attention and slid her free hand into shaggy blonde hair, deepening the kiss as her body throbbed with sudden overwhelming arousal, the emotions flooding through her system leaving her feeling weak kneed and breathless; they pulled away and dark eyes met sparkling green ones, "How much time do you have?" Emma's answer was a knowing grin and she pulled her wife in for a breathy kiss as she led her softly backwards towards the office sofa. "The house though?" Regina stopped their progress when her legs met the edge of the soft leather, their office adventures had more or less moved entirely to their home as Regina's pregnancy progressed. Without waiting for an answer they were enveloped in lavender smoke that taken on a lighter shade the last couple of months.
Emma grinned as their bedroom solidified around them, arms wrapped around her and she buried her face in dark hair as they took a second to relish being together in the moment. Their bodies pressed tightly together, the firm swell of their child between them, Emma hadn't thought she'd ever be here, not years ago. When she'd made her wish, she'd never seen this future, even when a 10 year old little boy knocked on her door and dragged her to Storybrooke, "I love you, Regina Swan-Mills," she spoke the words softly into dark hair; biting back the sting of emotion that swelled in her eyes and chest.
Pulling away, Regina looked into her wife's eyes, her own misting over, "My love?" She questioned as she cupped a strong jaw and looked deeply into darkened hazel eyes, Emma directed her back and down onto their bed as she pulled the soft sweater over her head.
"I'm fine," Emma dropped the sweater to the floor and sank to her knees before her wife as the brunette settled back on her elbows. She slipped the short heels from delicately arched feet, massaging them as she removed the stylish shoes, smiling when the act gained her an appreciative moan from the love of her life. Emma worked her way up tight calves, massaging as she went, placing light kisses along the trail of her hands as they worked their way up tanned thighs until she met the fabric of the black skirt. With some slightly awkward maneuvering the skirt was gone and joined the sweater on the floor. Emma groaned lowly as she took in the obvious arousal darkening her wife's dark blue panties, she nuzzled into the wet silk and gave a slow lick up the center, groaning as she brushed across the firm prominence of her wife's swollen clit.
Regina whimpered and buried a hand in blonde hair, tugging and pulled her wife up, her hands moving to tug at the tie around her neck, loosening it and tossing it away, "This needs to go," the desperation in her voice as she tugged at the blonde's clothing had Emma up off the bed and stripping out of the rest of her uniform. Regina bit her lip and her eyes darkened further as more alabaster skin was revealed, muscles flexing and defining as Emma removed articles of clothing. As dark jeans pooled on the floor she reached behind herself and flicked her bra open, sighing as her heavy breasts were released from their support, she rolled onto her side then and cupped a aching mound of soft flesh as she watched red boyshorts slide down muscled thighs. A deep throbbing started in her cunt and she groaned aloud as she pinched a tender nipple and watched the last stitch of clothing leave her wife's well muscled body.
Emma took just a second to appreciate the sexy beauty of her pregnant wife, Regina laid out on her side, head propped on one hand while the other toyed with a dark nipple and clad only in her dark blue silk panties was a sight she didn't think she'd ever not find arousing, "All my love in the world is never enough," she husked as she slid into the bed, laying on her side and scooting as close to her lover as possible with the swell of her pregnant belly between them. A breathy groan from someone and they were kissing, tongues sliding together languidly.
Regina clutching at firm rounded shoulders as strong hands caressed the firm prominence of her stomach before moving to cup a heavy breast, she whimpered into the kiss when her nipple was lightly plucked and rolled between long fingers, her body arching against her wife, "God, I want your mouth," she groaned out as she tugged at blonde hair and pushed at her lover's head with an encouraging pressure.
Happy to comply, Emma slid further down the bed, nuzzling first into a tan neck, lightly sucking and kissing the fluttering pulse that beat there, she palmed a full breast and suckled along a collarbone as she slipped a muscled thigh between tanned legs. She came face to chest with her wife's heavy breasts at the same time her thigh pressed tightly against hot silk, "Fuck, you're so wet," she groaned as Regina rocked against her thigh, it wasn't the best position necessarily but it was one the brunette was comfortable in and that was the important part.
A tight mewl left Regina's lips as she nodded and clutched at both sides of her lover's head and pulled her into her chest, groaning when a hot mouth sucked just to the side of her nipple, she rocked harder and her eyes rolled when her nipple was finally surrounded by warmth and slid faster along firm skin as her arousal eased the way for better friction. She groaned when the still new sensation of Emma suckling pre-milk from her started and she rocked faster an orgasm approaching faster than she realized.
Emma growled lightly when the warm liquid trickled into her mouth, she flicked her tongue over the plump flesh in her mouth and reached a hand down to grasp her wife's ass, palming the rounded flesh and massaging it as Regina rocked harder against her, the desperate breathy noises above detailing just how close she was. Emma slipped hand through a leg of the silk panties and gripped at her wife where ass met thigh, groaning around the still seeping nipple as her fingertips brushed molten heat, she adjusted and could just tease against the throbbing opening of her lover's fluttering cunt.
Regina gasped at the sensation and her eyes flew open unseeing as she was catapulted over the edge and into an orgasm that had her shaking and crying out as she ejaculated against the thigh rocking against her, "Oh, God," she breathed out huskily as she clutched almost painfully at blonde hair and moved tightly against the muscled body beside her. Emma shifted on the bed and suddenly her neglected nipple was sucked in and two fingers slid inside and curled, she whimpered and felt her whole body clench as she bore down against the gently pumping fingers, "Fuck…" it was breathy and hot and Emma groaned around the nipple at her wife's softly muttered curse, she flicked and suddenly tasted the milk leaking out from previously yet to lactate breast.
A slap at her shoulder and Regina was rolling Emma onto to her back, a look and the blonde knew exactly what her wife wanted, years together had made silent communication one of their strengths. It took some creative maneuvering but they'd become quite adept at it as Regina's pregnancy progressed. Emma tossed the soaked and likely ruined silk panties over the side of the bed and helped Regina shift to straddle her face, it was one of the last remaining positions she could be comfortable for oral sex in and they had adapted easily as her changing body altered their acts.
Their hands laced as Emma supported her wife's balance and Regina released a breathy sound of contentment as she settled and felt warm breath ghost across her dripping cunt, "Don't you dare tease," she warned, though the position didn't allow for much teasing, she knew her wife could find a way if she desired.
"Wouldn't dream of it," and Emma swiped through wet folds, circling her hard clit and supported her wife's movements as Regina immediately started to rock against her. She gave the throbbing nerves a flick with her tongue then sucked lightly, letting her tongue just graze the tip as Regina response grew in verbalizations and movements.
Regina's only lament was that the position coupled with their growing child left it nearly impossible for Emma to fuck her while sucking her. She was sure they'd find a way, she'd have to put some more thought to it, but at the moment her orgasm was fast approaching and the only thing she could focus on was coming in her wife's talented mouth. She tightened her grip on her lover's supporting hands and and moved faster, harder against the working mouth below her.
Emma could tell her wife was close, her frantic movements also betrayed her desire for more and after a moment's thought she shifted into an awkward half twisted position, guiding one hand to help Regina grip the the headboard and with a slight tweaking of her shoulder got her now free hand between her wife's thighs and penetrated her with two then three fingers.
"Oh fuck," Regina's eyes shot open, she'd not been expecting the move, but was grateful to her lover for finding a way, so lost in her bodies feelings she'd grasped what her wife was doing until she'd been filled. "Fuck, baby, fuck," and she was flying over the edge into an orgasm so intense she saw spots as she ejaculated heavily into her wife's mouth, down her chin and over her chest, "Don't stop, don't stop," she gasped out as she kept moving and then as the fingers curled and Emma sucked harder Regina rounded into another orgasm, coming again and coating her wife's face in more hot cum.
Emma groaned and swallowed as much of the salty sweet fluid as she could, reveling in the rest as it covered her upper body. Panting, Regina raised up and Emma gasped for breath, she hadn't realized just how little she'd actually been breathing. She helped ease her wife down and onto her side, laying next to her; smiling as Regina trailed a finger over her chin through the glistening ejacualte. "I think you like wearing me," she husked, already knowing how true it was. Emma shifted as a tanned hand trailed down her chest, toyed with a nipple and continued down over her defined abdominals and teased along her pubic line until she was arching and rolling her hips into empty air.
Suddenly the loud tones of Lady Gaga's 'Born This Way' filled the room and they both cursed Emma's phone ringing in her uniform pants pocket. "Hold that thought," the blonde slid from the bed and retrieved the phone, "It's your office…" she announced as she swiped answer.
Regina's eyes rounded as she looked at the bedside clock, "Shit," she murmured, sliding as gracefully as possibly from the bed, fixing the soaked bed and dressing herself with a few flicks.
"Sheriff," Linda's voice carried over the phone, the older woman clearing her throat, "I just wanted to inform the Mayor that her 11 o'clock was here," another clearing of her throat and the older woman tried to keep the knowing smirk from her voice. The two town officiants thought they were subtle, but she'd long ago invested in a pair noise canceling headphones for her desk and often took lunch when they did, locking the ante-office door on her way out.
The phone was plucked from her hands and Emma grinned unrepentantly at her now dressed wife, "Thank you, Linda. Please offer, Mr. Rundt, a beverage and I'll be along shortly," she ended the call. She handed her wife her phone back and they held a look for a beat before bursting into laughter, "No regrets," Regina finally whispered as they sobered, she laid her arms over still naked shoulders. "I love you, darling," she placed a chaste kiss to still shining lips and then she was gone in a swirl of magic.
"Now and Always," Emma spoke to the swirling cloud. She sighed and started to dress, her phone pinged out three text alerts in rapid succession and she smiled when she read them.
11:01 January 7th
Regina: Chili cheese dog for lunch?
Regina: With onion, mustard and avocado. The whole grain spicy kind of mustard.
Regina: And some cottage cheese….. With pineapple…..Also onion rings.
Emma laughed aloud when another text came through.
Regina: No judgments, blame your child.
She quickly responded that she would retrieve her wife's lunch order and that she held no judgements.
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It was the first week of February and the Swan-Mills family, plus Sarah, were gathered around the dining room table a low key game of Life spread out on the table. After a wonderful dinner of Cuban asopao, pan fried polenta and a spicy creamed corn, they'd settled into a family game night.
Regina sighed as she leaned back after her turn and rubbed at her swollen stomach, content with her place in life, with her family surrounding her. She snagged a small handful of the popcorn her wife and son and pleaded for, how they could eat anymore after dinner she had no idea. She sighed and chewed quietly as she leaned against her wife while Emma counted out money and begrudgingly handed it over to Henry, the banker. She smiled softly when Henry stuck his tongue out at her and they all laughed when Emma's pick for a new career came up with police officer. This was a happy ending and she was so very happy, she stroked her belly; smiling when a tiny ripple of movement followed her stroking.
A groan from across the table drew Regina's attention then and she looked over to Sarah as the younger brunette scooted her chair back and rubbed at both her expansive stomach and her aching lower back, there was 14 weeks between their pregnancies and the teenager was only a few days from her due date, "Are you feeling alright, Sarah?" The younger woman had seemed out if it most of the evening and her agitation seemed to only be growing along with her discomfort.
"Fine," Sarah sighed again and took a deep drink from her glass of apple juice, "She's resting but but I just can't get comfortable," she spun the wheel for her turn and let Henry stretch across the table to move her piece for her.
Regina nodded her sympathy, "We can skip tonight's exercises if you'd like?" They'd been fairly religious in their breathing exercises and pre-natal yoga so far, but Regina suspected the young woman was very close to delivering and it was more important she be comfortable if she could be. Sarah nodded and it was Regina's turn again.
Emma quietly pushed the bedroom door closed an hour later, watching contemplatively as her brunette wife shed her clothing. The further along she'd gotten the more her internal thermostat had left her burning up at the best of times and when in the privacy of their bedroom she was naked more often than not, "You ok, babe?" The question came as Emma stripped off her plain white t-shirt.
Regina turned around in the doorway to the ensuite, she smiled softly at her topless wife as Emma tossed her bra into the hamper and stood in just the dark wash, boot cut jeans she'd worn to work that day, "Fine darling, just a little worried for Sarah, I think her baby will be here sooner than we think," she moved into the bathroom and smiled as her wife followed her in.
"Well she is due in 5 days, so anytime," one hand tucked into a back pocket of her jeans, Emma leaned against the door frame, watching as the love of her life moved around the room, first washing her face clean of the days make-up and then brushing her teeth.
The brunette nodded as she pulled two towels from the recessed, hidden shelves and laid them out on the warming rack, "Everything is ready, we'll be ready when it happens," Regina wasn't really sure if she was reassuring herself or Emma; she'd become quite fond of the teenager that they'd taken in.
Emma moved away from the doorway then and opened her jeans one handed as she nodded, "I know, I'm not really worried. Excited for the guys and I'm sure Sarah is ready to start on the next chapter of her life," she was speaking from experience. Much as the decision had pained her and her emotions had run rampant when Henry had been born all she could think about in the days leading up to his birth had been the next step in her life. She shucked the jeans off and tossed them along with her black boy shorts into the bathroom hamper as Regina started the shower up.
Regina smiled when strong arms wrapped around her and caressed her taut, naked belly, "I'm just thankful we got all of her paperwork taken care of, it's going to make the adoption and her life so much easier going forward," she drew one of her wife's hands up and kissed the palm before cupping her own cheek and nuzzling into the attention when Emma took the hint and softly stroked her cheekbone with a thumb and kissed her temple, the other hand still softly stroking her stomach and their baby growing inside. She turned her head and met her wife for a slow tender kiss that had Regina cursing her hormones as she felt emotion well up and her eyes water, they pulled apart from the wet kiss and the brunette smiled at her blonde lover, "I love you, Emma Swan-Mills."
"Now and always, babe," and together they stepped into the warm shower.
Regina groaned as the warmth seeped into her tight muscles and she turned in the shower, leaning her forehead against her wife's slick chest, "God that feels good," she mumbled into wet flesh and let herself relax as arms wrapped around her.
Emma let her hands wander up and down the tanned back that arched beneath her touch, she kissed the damp hair that tickled her chin as she dug her fingertips into a tight lower back. Regina sighed and turned her head so her cheek rested against muscled flesh and she all but melted into the touch and warm water, she was veritably purring as she stood pressed against her wife, the firm prominence of their growing child between them. Emma smiled lovingly as she worked the tired muscles in her lover's back and deep a husky moan rumbled against her chest. She adjusted their position just out of the water and reached for the brunette's shampoo, keeping the petite woman tucked against her strong body.
Regina let out a noise somewhere between a purr and sexy moan as strong hands started to massage her scalp, working the fragrant shampoo into her hair, she tilted her head back to give her wife better access as the blonde worked all of her long hair into a lather, digging long fingers into the base of her skull and kneading as she worked. Regina wrapped her hands around rounded shoulders and reveled in the attention, she easily let her lover spin them softly back under the shower spray and the loving scalp massage started all over again as Emma rinsed her dark locks free of the soap, "I love you," the husky rumble was partially slurred and Emma grinned as she reached for the conditioner next.
She repeated the actions, leaving Regina a purring puddle of relaxation. Body wash followed and Regina purred as hands worked the louffa over her tanned flesh, bracing herself on strong shoulders when her wife knelt to work the scented soap into her legs and scrubbing softly over her swollen stomach. "Sit while I wash?" A sleepy nod and Emma lowered her wife onto the recessed seat before rushing through her own shampooing regimen.
Regina watched through lowered lashes as her muscular wife worked the vanilla shampoo into her short, shaggy blonde hair and she bit her lip as the suds and water ran down the firm body, carving slick lines over muscled flesh that moved and flexed as the blonde cleaned her hair and her body of the day's grime. She'd been lulled into a relaxed and sleepy state just a few minutes ago, but now her libidio had come raging to the surface and the hormones coursing through her body had her slicking and swelling in a second as she thought about being fucked by the muscled blonde before her, or being made sweet tender love to, maybe both.
Emma turned the shower off and turned to face her wife, she'd seen the brunette change rapidly in the last few months but she was still a little surprised when she turned and found hungry eyes on her, a plump lip being chewed and small hands massaging a heavy breast and kneading a tanned inner thigh. They stayed that way for a heavy moment, dark eyes locked with hazel as steam started to lift from the shower and water drops trailed down Emma's tightly muscled body, "Not tired anymore?" Emma asked the needless question as Regina somehow at 6 ½ months pregnant, rose gracefully from her seat and stepped up to her wife.
"Not even a little," Regina all but purred as she trailed a fingertip along a wet collarbone and stepped from the shower. She took her lover's hand in hers and bypassed the warmed towels, heading straight for the bedroom. At the edge of the bed she turned and pressed as close as she could to her wife's body, cupping a cheek, "Make love to me?" And she stood on her toes as she tugged lightly at shaggy blonde hair, pulling her lover into a soft, gentle kiss.
Emma groaned and turned to sit on the bed, pulling Regina to straddle her thighs as she settled against the pillows at the head, their kiss never ending as tongues softly caressed and explored. Regina whimpered into the kiss when roaming hands settled on her ass and squeezed, her hips started to roll, her swollen stomach brushing against her wife's muscled one on each rolling movement. One hand still cupped a strong jaw while the other kneaded the firm muscle of her wife's pectoral, a sigh from someone as they pulled apart, "Please," it was neither a question nor a demand, a simple word slipped from plump lips and breathed across the distance.
With tender care Emma rolled them, settling in the cradle of her lover's body, supporting her weight off their growing child on strong arms, she leaned in for another kiss, probing softly and slipping into the warm heat of her wife's mouth as their hips met and rolled together. Regina tugged on one arm, grasping the hand once Emma had shifted to support her weight on one arm and as she sucked at her lover's tongue she pushed their hands between their bodies and cried out into the kiss when Emma took the hint and cupped her dripping cunt, she broke the kiss and pressed their foreheads together, "Inside me," Regina pleaded as she rolled her hips and ground against the firm pressure against her clit, "Oh, please, baby."
They both groaned when Emma slid inside, two fingers slipping into her wife easily. She stayed that way for a long second, letting them both revel in the connection, before a tanned hand slapped at her shoulder and she moved into a soft rhythm, curling on every upstroke, caressing her wife's urethral sponge with each thrust. Emma growled lowly as she slipped in with a third finger, her own hips starting to roll, pressing against her hand as she kept the pace slow and steady. Regina was so wet, so soft, every motion drew a deliciously carnal sound from between their bodies, Emma groaned when a hand buried in her shaggy hair and gripped, using the grip to leverage her wife's movements and move faster.
"More, God, more!" Regina cried out and pulled her wife in for messy, desperate kiss as Emma slipped out and stroked over her clit once; twice and then was sliding back inside. Her pinky finger joining the previous three and she moaned her lover's name as she broke out of the kiss and gasped when the thrusting hand slipped past the knuckle and the fingers curled, rubbing heavily at her g-spot as Emma used her hips to push deeper inside.
Regina panted out her arousal, she could feel everything more than ever before thanks to the increased blood flowing through her lower body, "God, Emma," her orgasm was close, "Give me more, please, I want all of you," she groaned when her lover pulled out and rubbed against her swollen, throbbing pussy, soaking up the copious lubrication her body had produced.
Emma groaned at the pleading request and as she coated her hand in her wife's natural lubrication she shifted into a better angle, groaning again when it put her in perfect placement to lap at a hardened; enlarged nipple as she slipped three fingers back inside. Followed quickly by the fourth. Regina clutched at her head when she sucked the nipple in and swirled her tongue around it, tucking her thumb into her palm and with one; two three slow pumps slid all the way inside.
"Fuck," the quietly gasped word left Regina's lips as her body tightened and she arced into orgasm, ejaculate leaking from her full cunt as she clenched and tightened around her wife's hand. They stayed linked together as Emma's slowly curled her hand into a loose fist inside her lover, both breathing heavily as Regina's orgasm shuddered through her, leaving her quaking with soft aftershocks. The brunette clutched at her strong lover's shoulders, her body still quivering as Emma started to rock her fist inside her; gently moving against every part of her, she added a gentle thrust with her whole body behind it.
Emma groaned as she started to move just a little faster, her own intense arousal clouding her mind and encouraging her to move faster, to take harder. She shifted in the bed and against her wife to reach her neglected breast, suckling at it as she shifted around the swell of their child; the movement had her straddling a thigh and she groaned at the firm pressure against her swollen wet sex.
Regina cried out as her wife pumped into her faster, she moaned loudly when hot wet flesh pressed against her and dropped a hand to clutch at her wife's hard ass, "Yes, fuck. Come on me, for me," she shifted her thigh to provide her wife a better angle and she whimpered when Emma let out a quiet growl and moved into a faster rhythm; thrusting faster and deeper, pulling out until the widest and pushing back and rocking her fist up. In a mimicry of knocking against her lover's front wall.
"Fuck so good," Emma panted as she moved faster, her own orgasm rushing towards her. It took only a few more heavy moments and both women were flying over the edge into orgasm. Regina cried out, he body arching as she shuddered and quaked through the shockwaves, groaning when Emma pulled out; sliding three fingers back and stroking.
Emma growled as she moved to feel the hot ejaculate against her, enjoying the hot spray on her hips and lower abdomen; she continued to stroke inside as she rode the last of her orgasm out on her wife's thigh. Their foreheads pressed tightly together as their bodies shivered through the last of their pleasure. "Fuck," Emma panted out as she slid off her lover and onto her side, stroking a wet hand over her belly and cupping a breast before sliding around a slender neck and pulling the brunette into a soft kiss, "You good?" Her breath finally caught and she grinned as she kissed at a fluttering pulse.
Regina sighed contentedly and nodded, "So good," she yawned widely and followed her wife down onto the bed completely, shifting so she could lay on her side, her heavy stomach supported on her wife's flat, muscled one, she curled into Emma's body, stroking her swollen belly as she yawned again. "Love," she murmured as her eyes slipped closed and she drifted softly into slumber.
A happy smile graced Emma's face as she wrapped an arm around her wife and let the other cover her wife's as it lay against their child, she kissed dark locks as her lover snuggled deeper into the embrace. "Now and always," she whispered quietly and yawned herself as she started t drift off as well.
Emma jolted awake when their bedroom door banged open, she sat up in bed, instantly awake and reaching for her nightstand and gun safe. Henry barreled in breathless, "It's Sarah. I think it's time. The baby," he panted out, spinning to face away from his mother's when Emma's startled position exposed her naked chest. "Sorry," he added contritely as he calmed and his cheeks flushed.
"It's alright, Henry." His brunette mother rasped out as she shifted in the bed, finding the correct position to sit up and start to slide out of bed. "Emergencies sometimes call for a lack of normal etiquette, just don't be surprised with what you may find." She levered herself up out of the bed and retrieved a pair of her wife's sweat pants. "Help Sarah down the stairs, her bag is next to her bedroom door and make sure she gets her coat from the foyer closet." She fastened her bra and stepped into their closet to grab one of Emma's baggy hoodies.
"Yes, momma," a still wide eyed Henry was out the door in a second.
Emma was already out of bed and dressed in jeans and a plain black t-shirt and she arched an eyebrow at their son, she knew he'd called his brunette mother 'momma' as a toddler, but it had faded when he hit 6. She'd heard him slip into it before, when he wasn't feeling good or was particularly in need of comfort; it spoke to his nervousness now. "I'll call the hospital, Clive and Harry and let them know we're on the way." She retrieved her phone from her nightstand and moved out of the room to warm up the Frontier.
Regina stepped into their ensuite to splash some water on her face and relieve her compressed bladder, tying her hair up into a loose bun afterwards. She glanced at the display on her phone when picking it up from her nightstand, 3:03am. Regina sighed, it was going to be a long night and likely day; but she'd be there for Sarah through it all. She slid the phone into the pocket of her wife's sweat pants and stroked a hand over her pregnant belly as she stepped from the bedroom and headed down the stairs.
When they arrived at the hospital Clive and Harry were surprisingly already there, but it was clear they'd been in a hurry. Harry was in pajama pants and maroon polo with its collar still popped and no jacket, Clive was in jeans, but didn't seem to have a shirt on under his puffy winter parka. Regina stifled a smile at their appearance as the two pacing men caught sight of them and rushed to their side in an instant, "Took you long enough!" Clive exclaimed, ignoring his husbands shushing as he knelt before Sarah's wheelchair that a nurse had stubbornly insisted she get into. "How are you?"
Clive placed a comforting hand on Sarah's shoulder and smiled at his overly hyped spouse, "Can we do anything for you, Sarah?" He smiled kindly at the teenager that was giving them their family.
Sarah shook her head, bit her lip and she tensed as a contraction started to work it's way through her, Regina was by her side in less than a second, "Relax, breathe, just like we practiced," watery almond eyes met compassionate chocolate ones and Sarah worked her way through the pain, gripping the older woman's hand in her's.
Two nurses appeared shortly after, "Alright who's ready to be parents?" The older blonde nurse asked with a kind smile. Clive's hand shot up in excitement and Harry pulled his husband's hand out of the air with subtle shake of his head. Despite everything, Sarah laughed at the interaction, she'd be lying to say she hadn't contemplated a different action the last few months, but these men who had appeared in her life when she needed them the most would be the perfect parents for her baby girl.
Regina hugged her wife, "Don't let him skip school, sitting in a waiting room is no education, even for a day," she burrowed into her lover's warmth just for a second, "And make sure he tries to sleep."
Emma nodded as she wrapped her wife in strong arms and kissed her forehead, "No guarantees on the sleep and I'll make sure he goes. Don't neglect yourself," another kiss to smooth skin, she knew her wife would be likely to ignore her own body's needs as long as Sarah needed her, "And if you need anything just text me, I'll bring it to you," they separated finally when a nurse cleared her throat and gave the couple an admiring, dreamy look. Regina wondered briefly when they'd become that couple over Snow and Charming, she shrugged, unsure she really cared.
8am rolled around and Henry sighed as he sipped at the singular cup of coffee his blonde mother had allowed, that his brunette mother didn't have to know about, "Do I have to go?" He bit off a chunk of the vending machine pastry that Regina also didn't need to know about and chewed it a little faster than was necessary.
Emma nodded, sipping at her own steaming cup, "Yes, you do. I promise I'll call if anything happens that isn't supposed to," she set her own pastry on the wrapper resting on her thigh and handed him the handwritten and signed note saying he was allowed to have his phone on during school hours today.
He took the note a little sullenly and stuffed it into his pocket, "Fine, but send me a picture when Amelia's here?" The name had started to become more common usage the last couple of week's when the men had announced their choice for their child.
Emma nodded and tousled his hair, his mental state given away when he didn't shrug away or immediately fix the messy locks, "You've got," she glanced at her watch, "20 minutes to be in the doors, you'd better go," another deep sigh and he was heading out the door.
It was 2pm when Emma got the text from her wife, around 9 Regina had convinced her to go into work, if only for a little while and she'd been working on paperwork in her office since, only breaking to take lunch to her wife at noon. The text was only a picture, Harry and Clive holding a pink bundle with a tuft of dark hair between them, sitting on a hospital bed beside a tired looking Sarah who gazed at her child with a look in her eyes that Emma could empathize with. She smiled at the image of their friends so enamoured with their new baby and a sudden flush of emotion raced through her at the thought that in just a couple more months that would be her and Regina.