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Chapter 19

"I'm really glad you read those letters, by the way," Emma tossed over her shoulders as she walked up the stairs, clad in nothing but her tank top and Regina trailing hungrily behind.

Regina stopped short as what Emma said caught up with her. "What letters?" She asked, curious.

Emma stopped dead in her tracks and twirled around. "What do you mean, what letters? The ones I wrote and gave to you earlier today? I figured that's why you stopped by."

Regina's brows furrowed in confusion. "You didn't hand me anything but those work…" she trailed off. "The work papers?!" She exclaimed.

"You didn't get a chance to open that yet?" Emma asked, surprised. "I figured that's why you came over here."

"What did they say?" Regina demanded, curious to know what Emma would've written in them to have her expecting this response from her.

"Granted," Emma continued as if she didn't hear Regina, "I didn't think you'd stop by this soon." She continued up the steps to the bedroom, "and I definitely didn't expect this as the outcome," she finished gesturing to the two of them and what they had just done.

She plopped herself on the bed unceremoniously, "But since you didn't get a chance to read them, I'm impressed you gathered the courage to come anyways." Emma smirked at Regina, "That goodbye pep talk I gave you really worked, huh?" she mused.

"Please," Regina scoffed with no real menace behind it, "that hardly counts as a pep talk." She paused for a moment, "I am curious now though," she admitted. With a brief moment of hesitation, her curiosity won over her desires and she waved her hand and the envelope that was sitting in the foyer table of her house now appeared in her hand.

"You have to read that now," Emma whined. "We were just getting to the good part!" She pointed to Regina and then to the bed.

Regina laughed, "you should not have brought up these letters then. Besides, I'm curious to know what this is."

Emma grimaced. "Don't laugh, okay?" She picked at her bedsheets. "I wasn't exactly expecting to be present when you read them." Emma then decided that sitting while half naked in the room with a fully dressed Regina was too awkward for the time being, especially since Regina would be reading before they could pick up where they left off, so she pulled the sheets to cover herself. Of course now she would have to wait for Regina to read her letters and hopefully still be in the mood to continue after the fact. She sighed half dejectedly.

Regina rolled her eyes playfully at the expression on Emma's face. "Come now," she chided, "It's not like you didn't have your turn already," she pointed out.

"I'm not all selfish you know?" Emma protested. "Actually, I was really looking forward to returning the favor," she pointedly looked at Regina's crotch causing her to blush a little.

Regina said quietly, almost so quiet that Emma didn't catch it, "we'll still get to that."

Emma's face broke out into a shit-eating grin. "Okay then," she said as she got comfortable to wait for Regina to read. "You can sit, you know?" She patted the bed beside her. "I'm not going to bite… yet," she winked.

Regina nodded and sat at the edge of the bed; body turned slightly away from her. She didn't really want Emma seeing her facial reactions to whatever it was that she had written. Carefully, Regina opened the envelope and was surprised to see more than just a page in it.

She pulled out a few sheets of paper, all typed out and printed on crisp, white paper.

Regina,

First off, I wanted to say that this is not a love letter. Do you remember writing that to me in your first letter? I certainly do.

That's right… I've finally figured out who my secret admirer is. Took me long enough so I'm sorry for that.

Regina smiled at this as she continued to read.

I also want to say sorry because I can't write fancy letters like you do but I will try my best.

Honestly, I feel really bad that it took me this long to figure it out. Knowing how I was starting to fall for the person behind the letters made me realize that these feelings you have must run really deep to be able to convey that all through letters.

Sorry if you have been hurt by me, even if unintentionally.

I wasn't joking the other day when I confided in you and said there was a third person that might have my interest. Actually… that's the only person that holds my interest.

That's right. Not Neal… Not Hook… you.

Even though I feel downright terrible that you must've misconstrued (do you like my use of fancy word here? )

Regina chuckled out loud reading that, causing a soft smile to grace Emma's face. She scooted closer and put her arms around Regina from behind, resting her back to her front. Regina used her free hand to absentmindedly stroke Emma's hand as she continued to read.

…misconstrued what had happened between Hook and myself yesterday… In a way, I'm glad that it happened. Otherwise, I wouldn't have gotten that handwritten letter you must've written while you were pissed drunk. Was I right?

Regina stopped at that. Pissed drunk. She thought back to the morning when she woke up. She remembered being in a panic, afraid that she had drunkenly sent a letter to Emma but had concluded that that did not happen as there was no sign on her computer that she had written anything. She groaned out loud as she remembered the pen laying on her desk, out of place.

"What?" Emma asked, curious.

"The pen," Regina responded vaguely.

"What pen?"

"I didn't remember writing you a letter that night," Regina admitted. "I was so drunk; I couldn't remember what happened. The only thing out of place the next morning was a pen that was just laying on my desk."

"Well," Emma responded, "like I said in the letter," Emma rubbed small circles on Regina's thighs where her hands were. "I feel terrible that it happened… but I'm glad I got the letter." She placed a kiss on the small of her neck.

"It was going to come out sooner or later, I suppose," Regina said. "Though… I have no complaints at how the events are unfolding."

She fell silent than and began to read.

Do you know how I found out by the way? It's the way you wrote the "M". Such fancy penmanship was bound to catch up to you one day. It matched the ones on your signatures as Mayor.

Now, on to my last apology.

"There's more to apologize for?" Regina mused out loud.

"Hush, just read," Emma said with a small eye roll that Regina couldn't see.

I'm sorry for stringing you along at Granny's earlier with the hot chocolate. You see, Ruby told me something and I wanted to test that out for myself. Just to make sure she wasn't lying, of course. Who knew my moans while drinking hot chocolate could have such a reaction!

Regina flushed, remembering how her body responded to that sound.

Do you wonder if that's how I sound if we were to actually have sex?

Regina shifted, beginning to feel a tightening in her lower abdomen. Emma began to rub bigger circles on her thighs silently.

I hope we get to find out one day. Some of your letters got quite heated, you know? They made me take more than just a few cold showers. Now that I know it's you, I can't help but wonder how those will all play out. Perhaps we can make a list and work our way through them?

But in case you wanted to know how I would have responded to you… I saw your eyes darken with desire at Granny's when I had my drink. It got me thinking of a lot of things… like how I wanted to grab you right then and kiss you.

Emma placed a kiss on Regina's neck and she sighed.

Then, I would slowly reach down… you were wearing your pencil skirt as usual so it would make it easy for me… and I would stroke your thigh and inch my way up… under your skirt… just to check if your panties are wet.

Would they be?

Regina let out a small groan at this and Emma smirked. Looked like she got to the good part. She remembered writing out those words. She honestly had thought this was why Regina teleported herself to her bedroom, because she had read the letter and had gotten to this section. Looked like she hadn't even read it yet. This was even better. Emma remembered what she wrote.

Very slowly, she traced her hands in bigger and bigger circles on Regina's thighs, moving further and further up her leg. Unfortunately, Regina was donning slacks today instead of the skirt from this morning, but she would make do.

Regina shifted slightly, hyperaware of what Emma was doing and knew that she was enjoying acting out what she had written in the letter. In all honesty, this was getting her extremely worked up. She felt Emma's hands slide up her thigh until they reached the junction of her hips. She worked through the haze to try to keep reading.

Anyways, I would check… if you let me… and I know that I will without a doubt, find you wet… and wanting… me.

Emma's hands dipped into the juncture of Regina's legs and brushed over her clothed core lightly. A gasp escaped her mouth and her hands gripped the letters, putting slight creases in them.

"Emma," she breathed.

"Aren't you going to keep reading?" Emma responded with a smile in her voice. She brushed over Regina's core again, putting slightly more pressure and relished in the heat that radiated off.

"Can't… Concentrate," Regina responded between breathes.

"Well try," Emma responded. "Or I'll just stop." She stilled her hands.

"Don't you dare. I'll try," Regina exhaled raggedly as Emma resumed her light touches.

Really, in this dream scenario, the diner would be empty so I would be able to do whatever I want with you.

I would lay you out on the table, legs spread for me, skirt hiked up to your waist… and I would taste and drink you like you were the best hot chocolate that I'd ever had.

Emma's hands at this point had come to the zipper of Regina's slacks and she was pulling them down. She dipped her fingers into the opening and came in contact with Regina's underwear.

"You are soaked," Emma said with a mixture of awe and pride.

Regina bit back a groan and hissed out in pleasure as Emma stroked her through her underwear, "What did you expect?"

Emma smirked, "Nothing less really," she said almost nonchalantly. "You okay finishing up the rest of the letters later? Because," She slipped one finger under the edge of the panty. It was an awkward position but the gasp from Regina was definitely worth it. "I'm getting impatient," she finished as she swiped very gently over her wet folds and retracted her hands.

"Oh yes," Regina responded quickly as she dropped the letters onto the bedroom floor.

Before she could turn around to face Emma though, she found herself pulled tight to Emma's chest. "Like this for just a moment," Emma responded as her hands came to rest on her hips. "I just want to feel you."

Emma confidently shifted her hands up towards Regina's chest and came to rest just under her breasts. They traced invisible lines there for a split second before Regina felt her breasts being cupped and massaged. She tilted her head back and sighed. Emma pushed and tugged at the buttons of her blouse until a few of them came off, exposing Regina's bra and her hands went right back to where they were, drawing circles and massaging her. Regina felt her nipples harden under the fabric of the bra and shifted slightly, wishing that the bra was gone.

"Say what you want," Emma whispered in her ear. "Your wish… is my command."

"Take it off," she responded.

She felt cool air on her back as Emma shifted away from her. She was about to make a sound of protest but then felt her hand snake up the back of her now untucked blouse. With a flick of her hand, Regina's bra came undone.

Regina looked back at her with a quirked brow. "Had some practice, have you?"

"Whatever," Emma said with a shrug, "That's how I take my own off."

"Riiiiight," Regina drawled despite the fact that she believed her.

Emma ignored her and tugged at Regina's shoulder lightly. Getting the message, she let herself lie back on the bed, feet still hung over the edge on the floor. Emma had moved off to the side and looked down at her.

"This is not Granny's diner table," she began as she moved to settle herself between Regina's legs. "But it'll have to do for now," she winked as she reached down and quickly undid the rest of the blouse buttons.

Regina assisted Emma in taking off the blouse but merely watched in rapt fascination at the open admiration in Emma's features as she slid the bra straps down her arms and finally removed that last bit of clothing between her and Regina's breasts.

"So beautiful," she said as she looked fondly at the stiffened peaks. "Very fitting for a Queen," she said decidedly.

Emma reached over and took them in her hands once more, causing Regina to sigh in contentment as they met bare flesh for the first time. She felt her nipples stiffen even more a shifted again, wanting more and wanting more soon. Emma gave a smile and leaned down and replaced a hand with a warm mouth. She swirled her tongue and flicked it across the stiff peak and with a light suck, let her go with a "pop". She switched over to the other to provide it the same treatment as her hands shifted further south, scraping lightly with her nails as she did so.

Regina involuntarily lifted her hips slightly, hoping for a friction that wasn't quite there yet.

"Getting eager?" Emma asked with a glint in her eyes. "I'll get there," she promised. To help alleviate some pressure, Emma placed a knee right below Regina's center. She groaned and pushed herself down, relieved at the pressure against her center. Regina tried to rock herself onto Emma's lower thigh but Emma pulled back with a smirk.

She groaned in frustration which caused Emma's smirk to widen. As if deciding to take pity on her, Emma reached to the waistband of her slacks and unbuttoned it. Regina raised her hips to assist as she pulled of her pants and underwear in one go. The cold air touched Regina's heat for the first time that night and she shivered in anticipation.

Regina noticed the darkening of Emma's eyes as she focused in on her very wet core and she felt the very last of her insecurities fall away and out of memory. There was no question to how much Emma wanted her. Emma's eyes darkened as she took in the sight of Regina's perfect body below her. Spread out, wet, and waiting.

Emma reached out and stroked the length of Regina's slit almost reverently, allowing Regina to let out a pent up sigh and relax into the bed. She slid her fingers back and forth each time sliding further north until she brushed Regina's bundle of nerves.

"Oh, Emma," Regina breathed out, gripping the sheets around her. Emma smiled and dialed in on her clit, moving back and forth on it, applying slightly more pressure each time. The wetness from Regina made the movements smooth and controlled.

"Yes," Regina responded, moving her hips to get more friction. "More."

"Your wish," Emma responded as she dropped to her knees, "my command," she leant in and breathed a waft of hot air onto Regina's center.

Emma felt an involuntarily sigh of relief escape her as her mouth found purchase with Regina's core. She slid her tongue from her entrance up to the nub and flicked up once she reached it, eliciting as gasp from Regina. She felt her hands thread into her hair in an effort to keep Emma where she was even though she had no plans on being anywhere else.

Emma moaned as she swirled her tongue around Regina, relishing in her taste. She pulled her head back just long enough to give Regina a deep look and say, "Much better than Granny's hot chocolate… just as I thought," before diving back in.

Regina began a mantra that almost sounded like a prayer as Emma continued to drive her closer and closer to the edge. When Emma dipped her tongue just barely inside, she thought she would burst but the tongue withdrew from there just as quickly that Regina wondered if it was imagined.

She then felt one of Emma's hands drifting towards her center, slowly trailing up her inner thigh and she quivered with anticipation. Emma fingers reached her destination and she dipped one in just an inch before pulling it back out all the while, moving her tongue over Regina's pearl.

Regina groaned in frustration and lifted her hips, hoping to keep the finger captive. She felt Emma smile while against her. Emma didn't disappoint the second time. She placed two fingers at Regina's entrance and inch by inch, slowly sank into her heat until they couldn't go any further. Regina let out a moan as she felt her body accommodate Emma.

She pulled her fingers out until they almost fully left Regina and pushed them back in, starting up a steady but slow pace. Regina's hips began to move in accordance with Emma's thrusting as Emma's mouth re-latched on to her clit, stroking long strokes once again.

Growing desperate for something more, Regina began to move her hips up and down a little faster and was relieved to find Emma picking up on the ques and responding in kind with her own fingers. Faster and faster, Emma plunged into Regina and her tongue became more focused and rougher on Regina's nub.

"Oh, Emma, Emma, Emma," Regina chanted as she felt her core begin to tighten. "Yes, just like that," she continued, panting, hands gripped into the sheets. She felt herself tighten around Emma's fingers and her hips began to move in a rhythmless pattern as she writhed on the bed. Emma's free hand anchored her hip to the bed to keep her grounded as she pounded her fingers inside Regina and coaxed the high out of Regina with her tongue.

With a cry of Emma's name, Regina arched off the bed and it was as if time itself stopped, keeping Regina tensed, arched over the bed, as the biggest orgasm she's ever felt crashed into her.

Emma slowed her ministrations to lead Regina down from her high until she was slumped back onto the bed, spent and boneless. It was then that Emma stopped and popped her head up with a satisfied grin on her face.

"You look like the cat that ate the canary," Regina said contently with a smile.

"Best thing ever," Emma responded as she plopped down besides her. "Best night ever," she corrected herself. "I'm incredibly happy."

Regina hummed in agreement as she felt Emma's arm sling around her waist. "I'll have to read the rest of those letters," she commented.

Emma chuckled, "the rest of that are responses to letters you've written me. I figured it was time you got some back, you know?"

"About time," Regina grumbled.

"It's not my fault you took months before you would man up and tell me it was you," Emma accused jokingly.

"Watch it," Regina warned with no menace behind it.

"Or what?" Emma retorted.

"Or…" Regina flipped over so that she was now straddling Emma on the bed. "I'll keep you up all night," she responded huskily.

"Hmmmm," Emma hummed, pretending to contemplate the response. "I think I can deal with that," she said with a grin as she pulled Regina in for a kiss.

Thoughts? I hope you all think I'm starting to get the hang of writing smut. It was definitely something that I had not done before!