*rises from my garbage pile* I am trash. I know. I've been trash for literally every fandom I'm in for the past month. But here's anew chapter and it's the one a lot of you have been waiting forever for. So, hopefully that makes up for it even a bit.
Emma groaned and collapsed on the couch in front of the now cold fireplace. Summer was truly starting now. The doors to the balcony were open, letting the slightly cooler evening air into the room. Regina sat on the couch beside her, smirking. Emma would've wiped the smug expression off the other woman's face, if only her arms didn't feel like wet noodles. How in the seven hells was holding a sword that was no more than maybe three, four pounds tops, so fucking painful? But it had been after three hours she had almost begged to stop.
"Tired, dear?"
"Oh like you don't know." She wanted to lie down so badly. But there was still dinner to get through and there were a few minor dignitaries from one of their neighboring kingdoms that she had to entertain for at least a little while. If she had thought it was going to be this bad after her first sword lesson then she would've waited until there was no one special in the palace.
Her eyes slipped closed of their own will. She was totally going to have to grab a nap before dinner. There was just no way that she could avoid it. She jerked awake and looked over at Regina who was still smirking like the cat that caught the canary. Emma's nostrils flared. Just for that she was going to…well she wasn't sure and her brain wasn't exactly cooperating. She scooted so she could lift her legs onto the couch, and flopped down right onto Regina's lap. It wasn't exactly revenge for the smiling at her pain, but at least the other woman wouldn't be going anywhere for a while.
She snuggled into Regina to get comfortable and relaxed. This was nice and Regina, even after hours in the yards, still smelled good. Emma inhaled a bit and sighed. She was glad their relationship had been mending as the days past. It was good to have at least one friend in the palace again.
Regina's hands came to thread through her hair gently. The light touches and the sound of Regina's breathing near her ears sent her immediately to sleep. Emma hadn't realized that she was that tired, but she wasn't aware of anything until Regina was shaking her awake, the sun just above the horizon now instead of halfway down the sky.
"Dinner will be soon. You need to get ready," Regina said, shaking Emma's shoulder just a bit.
Emma groaned. It had been a nice nap while it had lasted. She sat up and groaned even louder. Except now that she had lain still for a time her muscles had totally seized up and now she was even more stiff than she had been. This dinner was going to be absolute torture.
She pushed herself up off the couch and into her room. There was going to be no way that she could even attempt to lace up her dress in the state she was in. Good thing Regina was around and amiable now to actually getting her laced up. It wasn't like her magic had made a grand reappearance in the few weeks it had been swimming just under the surface again. It really was rather unfortunate.
Emma didn't bother with the changing screen. She'd already laid out her dinner outfit on the bed and there was no way she was carrying over the rather heavy dress to the screen with her noodle arms. She carefully eased the loose shirt she'd worked out in over her head and kicked off the pants. She probably should at least wash herself off somewhat, but that was so much effort. She'd just put on more perfume. But then she caught a whiff of herself and there was no way perfume was going to be able to cover everything.
She sighed and walked to the basin of water kept around for face washing in the morning. She grabbed a wash cloth and wetted it and set to work washing herself at least somewhat. Most of the worst of it came off her body, leaving the wash cloth an interesting tan color instead of white. Emma curled her lip and set it aside. She really was going to have to scrub herself later after dinner to actually feel clean.
She dried herself quickly and walked back over to her clothes. She was just starting to pull her underwear on when Regina walked in.
"Emma, did you fall back asleep? You've been quiet." Regina froze as she looked up and saw Emma standing there in nothing but her underwear. She swallowed visibly, eyes dilating.
Emma stood like a deer caught in the sights of a hunter. She wasn't quite sure what to do, whether to just go on as normal or something else. Before they had drifted apart she would've winked saucily and continued to get dressed, or if they had really had the time she would've probably escalated it further. But now? They were stuck in a limbo again, just friends, mending their relationship, but there had been these moments of tension like this.
Only now the tension was through the roof. She swallowed hard. "Obviously I'm not asleep. I was just washing off the worst of the training ground grime." Her voice was a bit raspier than normal. She swallowed again to clear her throat but she wasn't sure it helped.
"I see that." Regina's eyes darted up from Emma's mostly naked form. She took a step forward and then another.
The way Regina was looking at her was waking the warmth beneath her skin. She needed to reach out and let it flow through her, needed Regina. She walked forward and met Regina halfway.
Regina's hands came up to cup her face gently, looking over Emma's face intently before crashing their lips together, plundering Emma's mouth like she was the only air in the room. Emma groaned into the kiss and all the magic and warmth that had been held back for months and months now burst forward and she felt whole again for the first time in recent memory. The magic around them flowed out in a shockwave, pushing through the room in a gust of wind.
They both stepped back with a gasp. Regina looked around the room like something had just simultaneously almost killed her and angered her greatly. Emma had no idea what had just happened other than the fact that her magic was back and that had certainly been true love's kiss. It was just like all the books said, a rush of light an energy, similar to what had happened when they made love. And if that was true then…
"Someone cast a curse on us," Emma finally said out loud, barely above a whisper.
"No, not someone." She looked at Emma again, eyes hard like flint.
"Your mother."
Regina nodded and started to pace. Emma, not knowing was else to do continued to get dressed. They still did have to go to dinner no matter what other revelations were happening. She slipped into her dress and did up the laces with a wave of her hand. It was nice to be able to do that again at least.
"Your magic is back," Regina said in an even voice, mind obviously working with that information, turning it over and over to try and find the significance.
"Yeah. When we kissed it came back finally."
"Which means it was bound by the curse as well." Regina titled her head. "But then you had access to a different sort of magic at some point, dark magic. Which you shouldn't have had because of what you are." She fell silent again, thinking more.
"Do you think it had anything to do with how we were acting a few weeks ago?" She stared at her hair in the mirror. It was an absolute mess. There was no way she'd be able to wear it down. She set to braiding it, watching Regina in the mirror.
Regina's eyes widened. "Yes. It had to have. If it contained your magic and allowed you to wield dark magic, it had to have negated the effects of true love." Regina laughed, loud and bitter. "My mother cursed us to forget that we loved each other. And then we almost killed each other. So that was her plan all along. How very, very like her."
Emma thought over all her interactions with Cora, wondering just when the other woman had cursed them. She gasped as the pieces of the puzzle fit together in her mind. "The fairy dust. That's how she cursed us."
"I would say so, yes. Coupled with her magic the combination would be strong enough to suppress true love for a time, but I think Mother would have accounted for the fact that nothing would have worked indefinitely."
"True love is the most powerful magic of all."
Regina nodded. "Yes." She went quiet for a long moment, looking off towards the windows and the waning day outside distantly. "It would also explain a great many of my mother's other actions."
Emma stepped forward after tying off her hair. She sensed that whatever Regina was talking about was important. She felt like reaching out to the other woman, but sensed now that it wasn't the time. Having her awareness of Regina and her emotions back was wonderful. She hadn't realized it was like having a limb amputated.
"What do you mean?" She asked quietly.
Regina looked up at her, turning away from the windows. "Can we talk after dinner?" She swallowed visibly. "Suffice to say that I won't be in any state to entertain guests if we talk now. We would be very late if we did anyway."
"Ok. We can do that. Are you ready to go down?"
Regina pulled in a deep breath, held it for a few seconds and let it out slowly. She closed her eyes and just stood stock still for another few seconds. Her hand found Emma's and squeezed it once before dropping again to her side. When her eyes fluttered open again she looked much calmer, all the vulnerability of the second before just a mere spark in her eyes.
"Yes."
"Ok, let's go then. Because entertaining minor nobility is my favorite hobby." She smiled at Regina softly.
Regina laughed once and walked out of the room, her stride even and sure. Emma followed after, reassured for now by the confidence Regina was displaying. She would be fine for the moment at least.
They returned from dinner rolling their eyes. Minor nobility, even potential trade partners were always so very tedious to deal with. Their inflated sense of self-importance was hard to stand for hours on end.
Once the door was closed behind them Emma waved her hand and the laces on her corset loosened. She took a deep breath and sighed. It was always so nice to be able to breathe again. She walked into the bedroom and changed into something much more comfortable before exiting into the living room again.
Regina was standing staring out at the night, tense again, in the same way she had been before they had left for dinner. She knew that Emma wouldn't let her deflect again. Now was the time for answers. Now was the time for action. Cora had cursed them on their own territory. Had tried to ruin the love between them. Emma's mind had been flipping through everything throughout dinner and she had grown angrier and more determined that Cora would be gone once and for all sooner rather than later.
Emma walked over to Regina and stood beside her, shoulder brushing shoulder. She looked into the glass, made mirror by the darkness outside. Regina's eyes weren't focused, glazed over, not looking out at the faint light of the village beyond. She stood there for a few seconds before reaching out and grabbing Regina's hand.
"Regina," she said quietly, turning to look at the profile of her wife's face.
Regina blinked once, twice before her eyes came back into focus and she seemed to actually be in the room once more. She glanced at Emma from the side of her eye and sighed.
"My mother knew exactly what she was going to do from the time she arrived at our borders. It's of course not surprising, you can't go somewhere without a plan, but…" she trailed off for a few seconds before clearing her throat. "When she first came you asked me what she talked about when we were alone together."
Regina seemed to stall there, still so reluctant after all this time. Emma squeezed her hand, tracing her thumb over the back of Regina's skin, sighing as the callouses on Regina's fingers and palm rubbed against the soft skin on her own. Regina took another deep breath and continued on.
"It was many hours of her trying to convince me that you did not love me. And you are very well aware of how persuasive my mother can be. I didn't want to believe it, talked myself out of it many, many times, but there was always that little voice that she instilled in the back of my mind." She swallowed. "And then on the battle field it was all how I couldn't ever be enough of a knight to protect you. That even if on the off chance you did love me, I wasn't worthy enough for you. It was quite the effective two pronged attack.
"And so when she cast the spell on us, it had some place to latch on. It was that much more effective, it lasted that much longer. So there were months we were apart instead of the spell just sliding off of us."
"You don't know that it would've just slid off of us, Regina."
"Why wouldn't it? If we had complete faith in our love it would've. True love—"
"Yeah, I know, but your mother is a scary powerful witch. It could've worked even without all the psychologically fucked up stuff she did to you while she was here. She did use fairy dust after all. And you have no idea what spell she used so you can't know for sure about anything you just said."
"It's quite a good guess though."
"Regina," Emma let out a breath. "ok, maybe, but then we both were messed with, not just you."
"She moved on to you after she knew she had me where she wanted me."
"Yeah, I got that much. Though she took a really roundabout way to do it."
"She made you doubt yourself, made you make the wrong decisions, and she knew that it would set me off. We drove each other apart with only a few well-placed words from her."
"She's a master manipulator. You've told me that how many times now. Doesn't matter that we knew that, we're human, we have insecurities and that's not a bad thing. That's just how people work. What's bad is someone who uses those insecurities against you."
Regina didn't say anything. She just stared out of the window into the night.
"And Regina, you're forgetting something really big here."
"What?" Regina said quietly.
"No matter what spell was cast on us, it wasn't strong enough to keep us apart. We love each other enough to overcome any magic your mother could use against us."
Regina looked back at her again, eyes searching Emma's face for something, Emma didn't know what. Whatever it was, a second later the other woman nodded and she pulled Emma forward gently. Their lips met tentatively at first before delving deeper into the kiss. Emma sighed into soft lips and a warm mouth. She missed this, missed the taste of Regina, the spices that Emma only ever tasted when she kissed the woman, missed the closeness. Even when she didn't realize it she had missed this even when she was angry enough to almost kill the woman in front of her.
Emma's hands went to Regina's hair, still bound up in a braid from training earlier. She wanted, no, needed to feel it flowing through her hands. A flick of her wrist and Regina's hair was free, flowing down her back in gentle brown waves. Emma carded her fingers through it as her tongue met Regina's over and over again. She wanted this moment to last an eternity unending. She wanted nothing to exist outside of her and Regina and this kiss that was more than a kiss, it was their true reunion.
She moaned as Regina stroked the top of her mouth, tracing over the bumps and ridges there with infinite care. She knew that this kiss wasn't going to be enough, not now, not when they could feel each other again, feel the love they had for each other. Regina grabbed her hips and squeezed tightly, bringing Emma that much closer to her, almost trying to force Emma to become truly one with her.
Emma wouldn't change a moment of it. She wanted to be this close to Regina. She wanted everything and anything the woman would give her. They hadn't been truly together in so long, the time a few weeks prior did not count. That had been all anger and pent up tension. This now was love. They had everything back and Emma was falling, falling all over again. She'd been falling in love with Regina again for weeks and she wondered really how many couples got to fall in love twice. What they had was special beyond words. It was before and she thought it was now especially.
In the morning Cora would have to be dealt with. There was no way that they could dither any longer. Whatever plan that Regina and her council had put into place would have to be shifted into action. She couldn't let Cora come between them. They were their kingdom's last defense with their magic that was stronger than anything else. And Emma knew that both of them would die trying to defend the kingdom they loved if it came to that.
But that could be dealt with in the morning. For now Regina was in her arms, kissing her way down Emma's neck, sucking hard on each spot that she stopped on along the way. Emma was melting in her arms, knees growing weaker and weaker. They needed the bedroom. They needed their bedroom. Regina would sleep beside her tonight for the first time in months and that calmed something inside of Emma. She hadn't been sleeping quite as well, but she had brushed that off. What Queen slept well in a time of peril. But it was because Regina was missing that she slept poorly, she knew that now.
"Bed," she rasped out, words already roughened by lust and so many emotions.
A wave of Regina's hand and in a flash of purple-gold smoke they were on their bed, Regina on top of her, the woman's mouth still working its maddening patterns on Emma's neck. She felt like she was burning up inside, the magic within her wanting to flow free in the worst way. She pulled Regina up and kissed her hard, trying to let her know just how much she needed this.
Regina moaned into her mouth. She clawed at the top of Emma's dress, dragging it down just enough so she had access to Emma's chest. Hands cupped breasts as they continued to kiss hard and deep. She needed to feel Regina. The heat through her clothes wasn't enough. She needed Regina pressed into her skin to skin, needed to feel the connection they had lost for all those months.
Her hands slipped from behind Regina's head, following the neckline of her dress, feeling soft skin beneath her palms. Her right hand slipped under the collar and stopped, resting right above Regina's heart. She could feel it beating hard as they both panted through their noses, tongues stroking each other, lips locked, almost breathing the same air. She closed her eyes and felt Regina's life blood beat through her, almost counting the pulses, but not having the presence of mind for numbers. They were alive, so very alive in this moment. She loved it. She loved Regina with all of her being.
Her hand slipped forward. Her eyes fluttered open, confused. How could she have moved forward when was just against Regina's chest. Was she so far gone in the kiss that she didn't realize Regina had moved backwards? But then Regina was still kissing here, still right where she was. Emma pushed her hand forward just to see if she was imagining things, but no her hand moved forward again. She felt Regina's heart beat so much stronger now. It pounded around her hand and vibrated up her arm. Surely Regina's heart beating this hard wasn't good for her.
Another inch forward and she pulled back hard from Regina and gasped. She could've sworn that…She looked down and her hand was physically in Regina's chest. This couldn't be happening, but then again, with the amount of magic going through her she couldn't imagine there was much that was impossible. She inched forward again and her hand wrapped around Regina's heart.
Regina gasped, eyes fluttering open, purple-gold glazing over them. Her mouth opened in a moan and Emma was worried that she was hurting the other woman. She almost let go and ripped her hand from Regina's chest, but another moan stopped her. She knew that tone. Regina only made that sound when she was close to orgasm. She left her hand where it was for just a second longer.
"Regina, what's going on?" Emma asked, just a bit scared and more than a little turned on still.
"Magic," Regina gasped out. "There's so much between us right now it must have allowed you to do that. Thought it was dark magic but." She shrugged, pushing more of her chest against Emma. Her eyes fluttered closed again.
"Am I hurting you?"
"Quite the opposite. Would you like me to show you?"
Emma didn't quite know what Regina meant but at the same time her body was jumping at the suggestion. The magic wanted a place to go and this was the outlet it wanted.
"Ok."
Regina's hand pressed up from where it was still squeezing Emma's breast. Her hand settled over Emma's heart, a warm weight for all of a second before Emma watched it slip inside of her. A second later Regina's hand was wrapped around her heart. Emma moaned long and loud. She had always loved the feeling of Regina being inside her, but this was more than that. Regina was wrapped in every single part of her, coating every single cell. Every minute twitch of fingers sent another pulse of electricity through her. Oh.
"Regina," Emma whimpered. She forced her eyes open to look at the other woman, body wanting nothing more than release however it could get it.
Regina smiled down at her before drawling her hand out of Emma again. Emma blinked a few times as her body came back down to earth, at least as much as it was going to with Regina on top of her. She withdrew her hand out of Regina, watching as Regina shuddered, breath escaping her lips in a whoosh. Emma felt her eyes widen. Gods above that had been so hot.
She waved her hand and they both were naked in the next second. Emma moaned, feeling Regina so completely against her. How long had it been since they were like this. She tried to flip them over, but Regina was having none of it. She pinned Emma to the bed with a kiss and Emma lost all will to do anything but be kissed.
Regina's hands explored her body, mapping curves, smoothing along plains, reverently reacquainting herself with Emma skin. Emma felt herself trembling under the explorations, the magic climbing again to beat against her skin. It wanted out and Emma was at Regina's mercy just as much as the magic. She didn't remember it being this intense before, but maybe that was because it had just been released after so long or maybe because they hadn't been together in so long, at least not like this, not truly.
But it was of no matter. If she wasn't touched in some meaningful way soon she was sure she might self-destruct. "Please," she managed to whimper out as Regina's fingers traced the outside of her belly button. Her stomach muscles twitched hard under the attention.
Regina smirked down at her for a second before leaning down and attaching her lips to Emma's neck and sucking hard. Emma could feel the hickey forming and squirmed a little harder. She was being marked as wholly Regina's and little arcs of fire were going through her body at the prospect. She was Regina's and Regina was hers. Again. Finally.
A hand slipped from her stomach slowly, agonizingly down until it cupped her center. Emma sobbed, body arching into the touch without her conscious command. She moaned into Regina's hair, gripping onto the other woman's body hard. Regina didn't tease her for long before slipping two fingers between Emma's folds and stroking her clit gently. Magic surged through her, white hot pleasure. She came hard, feeling the magic flowing into Regina, feeling every part of Regina again, intoxicating as ever.
Her body came down slowly, panting hard. She finally managed to open her eyes to find Regina staring down at her with such love that it stopped Emma's heart for a second. She reached up and pulled Regina down into a kiss. When they pulled back Emma smiled.
"Hi," she whispered, voice raspy. She must have screamed while she was coming. Her throat felt raw, but the pain wasn't really even a blip on her radar. Her body felt more wonderful than it had in months.
"Hello," Regina whispered back.
"You're amazing you know that?"
"I think that's supposed to be my line." She tucked a lock of sweaty blonde hair behind Emma's ear.
"I'm stealing it." She nestled into Regina's neck and sighed. She wanted the other woman but she wasn't quite sure her body was quite up to that yet. Everything felt like jelly in the most delightful way. But while she was here. She started to kiss Regina's neck, licking and biting, tasting sweat and a bit of dirt from their earlier sword lesson in the yard. She hummed and continued her path down Regina's neck.
Regina had gone still in her arms, body taught like a bow, leaning into Emma's every lick. Emma managed to get her arms working well enough to trace Regina's back muscles, loving the feeling of toned muscles flexing beneath velvet skin. Her hands came to Regina's ass and she grabbed and squeezed and kneaded. Regina let out the tiniest little mewling sound, arms giving out just for half a second. She pulled back and started to kiss Emma again, tongue finding every single place she knew drove Emma mad.
Emma pulled Regina closer, drawling Regina down onto her thigh. She gasped when she felt just how wet Regina was against her. Sweet gods above.
"Regina, need you," she gasped into Regina's mouth. She tugged on Regina's hips to let her know just what she meant. Her body may not be able to hold itself up right now, but there were ways around that and she was damn well going to use them.
Regina got the message slowly, detaching herself from the kiss and then staring down at Emma, eyes wild and dark. She smirked before crawling up Emma's body, letting her skin drag against Emma's in sinful ways. When she reached Emma's chest she changed course, throwing her legs on one side of Emma. Emma scowled for half a second, wondering what in the world Regina was doing before Regina turned around, lifted a leg over Emma once more, straddling her head just like Emma wanted. Her breath hitched in her throat as she realized what Regina was doing. She felt like she was going to combust just from the thought of it alone, with the smell of Regina so wet and open invading the space above her the feeling was amplified times ten.
Emma reached up and circled her arms around Regina's thighs, drawling the other woman down to her mouth. Regina came willingly and Emma moaned at the first taste of the other woman. It was still the same as ever, a little musky and sweet and wholly Regina. She sighed and set to work, licking in small gentle stokes, making sure no place was untouched.
Above her Regina moaned for a minute, appreciating Emma's touch alone for a time before shifting forward. Emma felt the instant Regina was right where she wanted her. She felt her breath on her still so very sensitive skin. Her tongue stuttered to a stop for just a second before she managed to pull herself together and start up again, but still most of her attention was on the small breaths she could feel against her. She wanted Regina's tongue on her so bad. She hazily wondered if it was possible to go insane without it.
And then Regina was diving in, tongue immediately finding her clit and circling it lightly. Emma's hips jumped as much as they could with the other woman on top of her. Gods. She moaned into Regina, unable to help it. Regina shivered hard above her, a little gasp left her mouth that Emma felt intimately. Emma wanted to feel that again and redoubled her effort, licking in longer, broader, firmer strokes now, but still avoiding Regina's clit. She wanted to build her up and up until Regina's climax would be nothing short of utterly mind blowing.
But if Regina kept licking her like that, tight circles, hitting her in just the right place she wasn't sure she was going to have time to execute her rather well thought out plan given the circumstances. Emma felt her body careening towards her orgasm yet again. She wondered just when it had become so easy for her to come.
She trailed her tongue up to Regina's clit and lightly lashed it with short strokes, flicking it from side to side as Regina started to squirm above her. Emma hummed against her, eliciting another, harder shiver from the woman. A few seconds more and Regina was moaning into Emma, sound completely muffled, but Emma felt it. Her eyes rolled back into her head, but she never ceased her motions. She drew Regina's clit into her mouth and started to suck gently. Regina repeated the action, and Emma felt the orgasm begin to crest inside her, magic swelling once more.
She sucked harder in a last ditch effort. If she was going to come then Regina was going to come with her at least this once. She felt Regina's thighs tightening against her head and knew that Regina was close now, hopefully as close as she was. She started to lick again while sucking. Regina plunged two fingers into her and Emma moaned. She was so close, so close.
Regina hit the rough patch inside her and sent her tumbling over. She kept the presence of mind to keep her mouth of Regina sucking hard one final time before a flood of moisture was covering her face as Regina came a quarter of a second after.
Emma could feel herself glowing before she ever opened her eyes. Her skin was hot and tingling and the magic that had been building up within her was buzzing in the air around her instead of inside her now. She blinked her eyes opened and confirmed that indeed she was glowing as she had Regina had sometimes in the past, but this was more intense than the past few times. They had glowed enough to light up the room just enough to see, but now it was like every single candle in the room was lit and about fifteen besides.
Regina rolled off her a second later and Emma gasped now that she could see beyond the confines of two beautifully toned legs. There was magic floating around them in a cloud of purple-gold, glowing just as bright as they were. Emma reached out and tried to touch it, but her hand just went through it like it wasn't even there. But it was there. She was seeing it.
"Regina," Emma said, nudging Regina's leg that was still mostly by her head. "look."
Regina raised her head lazily and gasped. "That's new," she said after a moment of staring.
"Yeah, it is. Any idea why?"
Regina shook her head and laid back down, sighing and snuggling into the bed. "If I had to venture a guess it might have to do with how long it's been for us. With our true love magic bound this was the first time in month's that it's had a chance to be used. But I honestly have no idea if that's true or not."
Emma hummed as she watched the cloud start to fade out. She still was glowing quite brightly, and Regina too, though it looked like Regina might be a little less radiant at the moment. The books that the traders had managed to bring back about magic she hadn't had the time to get to, hadn't seen it that important since she no longer had magic, but now she might just have to make time. Not only for questions like this, but the information might be handy for the Cora problem.
She held up her hand to her face and studied the glow as it slowly, slowly faded. She looked over at Regina when her skin was finally dark and nudged Regina again. She jumped a bit, probably having been dozing. Emma smiled and stroked smooth skin.
"Get up here, you can't sleep like that."
Regina huffed but slowly turned around and crawled up the bed. A twitch of her fingers and both of them were under the covers. Emma sighed and grabbed Regina around the waist and drew the other woman to her. She hesitated for just a second before settling back into Emma and sighing. Holding Regina like this, at least to sleep was almost a new concept. She hadn't done it often before everything had happened, but now it just felt right to be the one holding, doing what little protection needed done in a dark room in the middle of the night. After so long of sleeping without the other woman she couldn't quite press enough of herself into Regina, tangling their legs, burying her head into Regina's neck. It was a little bit like she imagined heaven should feel like. She drifted off quickly after she managed to settle down. And after months of not sleeping well enough, finally, she slept peacefully.
