She wasn't forceful about it. She just lightly shoved Emma into the shower stall. So what if she was still fumbling to remove her panties? Regina slithered out of her dress and wasted no additional time getting completely naked. It took a bit of effort considering how damp her clothing was, and her cold skin was sticky from the invasive rain.

Just from the much superior heated water blasting out of her shower Regina was humming from the joy of finally getting warm. Emma seemed to contemplating the wide range of soaps and shampoos that Regina had on her rack when she slid in behind her.

Regina placed a steadying hand on Emma's back, remembering that she was covered in smudged up invisible UV paint and that would need to be removed before Regina even thought about placing her mouth on Emma… well, honestly it was far too late for that. Regina had thought about placing her mouth everywhere on Emma non-stop for days. Even in the times she actively had her mouth on her skin, she was thinking about it.

They were figuring each other out. The best way to do that was for Regina to slide in behind Emma, and slide her palms over her back, lift the heavy tangle of blonde hair and reacquaint herself with her wondrous naked body.

As Regina reached around to select her favorite body wash, Emma tried to turn and face her, but Regina squeezed her hip and kept her from turning. She felt Emma tense: could see the stress in the slight movement and bulge of her lean back muscles as she waited quietly.

"I can wash up, you don't—," Emma started sounding uncertain, but Regina hummed soothingly as she started to work a nice lather of milky white slippery bubbles over the expanse of Emma's back, pressing in close: her hips against Emma's butt and her breasts helping spread around the soap on her back.

She could feel the tension as she squeezed Emma's shoulders giving her a nice massage to hopefully banish the stress away. She worked her fingers from the dimples just above either ass cheek all the up her spine in long smooth strokes, building pressure as she went. Finally, as Regina pinched and rubbed at the base of her neck, stilling thinking about how she planned later on sucking that spot so hard she was going to leave a revenge mark there, she felt Emma sag slightly and some of the tension dispel.

"How's that feel, hmm?" Regina asked quietly as she pressed in closer, practically toppling Emma off balance and wrapped her arms around to her front, rubbing over each contour of her stomach and then slowly up to massage and play with her breasts.

"It's really good," Emma admitted, her head hung forward and she had reached out for the wall to steady herself from falling.

"Are you warming up?" Regina asked the question with double meaning.

She only got an affirmative moan, strangled sounding as it was. As if Emma was fighting for control. It was as if she had rarely been cared for in this way and to Regina that was very telling.

"Let's wash your hair, shall we?" Regina remembered how adamant Emma had been about conditioning wet hair so it wasn't limp and brittle when it dried.

"Uh..I can wash it," Emma maintained, trying to stand up straight, to push Regina back, and take control.

"Do you really want me to stop?" Regina asked, suddenly doubting her theory about Emma's feelings.

There was a moment of silence, where it was clear Emma was thinking about it, and then a very soft and resigned, "No" escaped her lips.

Regina smiled in pleasure, she was thoroughly enjoying having free reign to touch, massage and stimulate Emma however she wanted. The moment she started to work the shampoo through her hair, scrubbing her scalp gently, Emma melted like putty in her hands.

There was a lot of rinsing and conditioning, but she took her time, luxuriating in the steam and the intimacy of their bodies pressed close together, enveloped in wet heat. When Emma was washed and clean, Regina decided to do some detail work, seeing her chance to finally use her mouth. She allowed Emma to turn then and face her, and let her be directly under the stream of water pouring from the spout.

She started by claiming a kiss that caught Emma off guard as she had her eyes squeezed shut tight as water cascaded down her face in a waterfall.

She jolted in surprise and then quickly succumbed, letting Regina stroke her tongue sensually between parted lips. Emma hummed into the kiss, and wrapped her arms around Regina drawing her as close as possible so they were both kissing as the water flowed over them. Regina regretted not kissing Emma outside in the rain- but this was far superior because they were warm, naked and wet- and not cold, miserable and sodden.

Regina broke the kiss, and wiped Emma's eyes clear of water, so she would open them. They were full of calm, and Regina was sure that the connection she had felt before was back in full force. Her body was buzzing with it, like an energy that grew between them. Emma looked happy, horny and peaceful. Regina had never considered herself so good at comforting people.

When a despondent student appeared in her office, moaning and complaining about being so busy and not being able to complete assignments, Regina never felt sympathy. She didn't grant deadline extensions, or take pity on them. She didn't have children or pets so she didn't have to give comfort to anyone often, and she certainly hadn't gotten a lot of comfort of her own from her mother or father in her formative years.

So it was enough to know that she was trying and Emma was responding to her attempts. Now, what she did need was practice in other areas. She had only tried lesbian sex for the first time last night and while it was a steep learning curve there was so, so much more she wanted to learn and do. Some of the hesitancy and fear was gone, and Emma seemed in no hurry, so Regina took the initiative and kissed Emma's neck.

Then her made her way, kissing and sucking and licking down her clavicle and between her breasts, then on her breasts: one nipple until it was hard and Emma's breath was hitching, and then the other, sucking, before giving a little bite. Emma moaned at that little move and so Regina did it again. She had to wriggle out of Emma's grasp in order to go lower, kissing across her abs, and licking the hollow of her belly button. What really elicited a reaction from Emma was when Regina nipped at her hip bone, before nuzzling her nose right between her legs, pressing her face into her pussy without hesitation.

"Holy shit!" Emma exclaimed as Regina kept her eyes up, and delighted in the taste of her: plenty wet and sticky with arousal, thicker than the water that continued to run down her thighs and over Regina's head as she feasted on Emma's pussy.

She was fully woke and paying close attention to every shiver and eye roll, and the way Emma bucked forward when she tongued and sucked her clit. It didn't take long before there were subtle tremors in her thighs, a twitch to her abs… soon the cues got more pronounced.

Emma twisted her hand in Regina's hair, pushing her forward, she was breathing erratically. The sight, sound and feel of Emma cumming had Regina close herself. She ignored the throbbing and sympathy arousal between her own legs, as this was about taking care and comforting Emma.

Regina rose up off her knees and wrapped herself around Emma in a long hard hug that went on until the water started to run cold. The shower was followed by towels and hot tea, and Emma looked like she was floating: dazed, sleepy and smiling. She sat on Regina's big soft bed, her hair wrapped up to dry and the towel around her body, was starting to fall off, but Emma didn't notice as she contentedly sipped her tea.