Enjoy this little NSFW-filler chapter before stuff happens again ;)
Spanish translations=
¡Joder, eso se siente tan bien! Damn, that feels so good!
Emma, por favor= Emma, please!
Mierda! ¡¿Que demonios?!= Shit! What the hell?!
No en medio de la noche= Not in the middle of the night...
¡Me follas tan bien!= You fuck me so good!
Emma woke. In the dead of night. In Regina's very warm bedroom. First, she had absolutely zero idea as to why she had woken up so suddenly. She rolled onto her back and tried to make sense of it, but that gesture only made way for more questions. When they went to bed last night, Regina had been snuggling up in her arms, and Emma might have sort of cradled the younger woman's pregnant belly. But now Regina was laying several inches away from Emma.
It was in that moment Emma heard it. Whimpering. Coming from Regina. That was what had awakened her in the dead of night. Her inner Regina-sensor had clearly gone off. Emma's ears perked up. Her first natural response was concern. Obviously. Regina was whimpering in her sleep. Of course she was concerned, anyone would be. But after having listened for a few seconds, Emma realized that what she was witnessing here wasn't 'bad' whimpering. Not even in the slightest. It was... a different kind of whimpering.
Emma turned her head. The bedroom wasn't completely dark, so it wasn't very difficult to see Regina. She too was laying on her back. One arm tossed over her eyes and her other hand rhythmically squeezing a fistful of the sheet. The covers had slipped at some point during the night, and Emma had full view of Regina's gloriously long and toned legs. Those legs kept moving and Regina whimpered quietly again. Emma tried to make as little noise as possible as she rolled onto her side so she could see Regina better. This was a little too good to miss out on.
Regina let out another glorious whimpering sound, and Emma licked her lips. It wasn't difficult to figure out what kind of dream Regina was having. Nope, not difficult at all.
"¡Joder, eso se siente tan bien!"
Oh, fuck. Emma felt something stirring low in her belly. Looks like Regina's sex drive had come back in full force. That, Emma knew, was something Regina would be pleased about. She had been complaining about her lack of sex drive for the past week Emma had been in Spain. She had actually been pretty frustrated about it, and Emma had tried her best to assure that her sex drive would come back again. And in the meantime, Emma was more than happy to cuddle as much as Regina wanted. That was what Regina had been in the mood for, for the past week. Lots and lots of delightful cuddling. But now it would appear that she was in the mood for more than cuddling.
Regina let out another glorious whimper, and Emma's breath caught in her throat. Fucking hell, overhearing Regina having an erotic dream was probably one of the sexiest thing Emma had heard.
"Emma, por favor!"
And that... did not help at all. Emma would never get tired of looking at Regina. The way her body was twisting and turning in her sleep, the way she moaned. She moved her arm away from her face, and now Emma could see that her mouth was half-open. She could see the way Regina's face was contorting in pleasure, and Emma had to physically stop herself from waking Regina. She was pregnant for gods sake. She needed her rest. It would be a fucking crime to wake her just because Emma was horny.
"Fuck!" Regina hissed, and Emma saw how she tightened her grip around the sheet. The blonde wondered what Regina was actually gripping in her dream. Emma's hair? Her shoulder? Oh. Emma momentarily forgot about everything when she saw Regina's fingers curl into claws around the sheet. Fucking hell, that was hot. What WAS she dreaming? What was Emma doing to her? It was entirely possible that Emma would have to ask her for details when she woke up. Emma just hoped that Regina would be able to remember it. It would be a damn shame if this was one of those dreams who got away from you as soon as you woke up.
Regina's exclamations turned into incoherent babbles, a mixture of Spanish and English Emma couldn't quite decipher, but she knew exactly when Regina made those sounds. When she was close to her climax. Fuck. Regina wasn't about to fucking come in her dream, was she? That was definitely something Emma had not witnessed before. But she was extremely grateful she had woken up. It would have been a damn shame to miss out on this glorious event.
Regina's soft cries of ecstasy rose in volume and grew a bit more breathless. Yep, she was definitely close. Oh hell. Emma felt that particular tingle in her abdomen. Then the muscles were tightening some, and she had to adjust herself a little so she could squeeze her legs together. Her nipples had started to pucker up as well. Of course she was getting affected by this. It was literally impossible not to. Regina looked so fucking sexy like this. All tousled and wrapped up in her dream. Like a goddess with her long dark hair spread out on the pillow. She looked like a sculpture. Carved out of bronze. Her tanktop had ridden up high enough to bare her swelling abdomen, and for whatever reason Emma found that to be ridiculously sexy. There was just something about pregnant Regina. And pregnant, dreaming Regina in particularly. Emma licked her dry lips and tried not to clear her throat when the tingles in her abdomen turned into this dull throbbing orchestrated by the way Regina was still moaning, almost crying out now. Emma had never been more turned on that she was right now. She was literally on the brink of waking up Regina so they could turn the fantasy into reality. But again, waking Regina would be an absolute crime. Emma simply had to push her desire aside and let Regina enjoy her dream, god damnit. She had been so frustrated over her lack of sex drive. She deserved to enjoy herself without getting interrupted. Anything else would be so terribly unfair to her.
But then Regina suddenly released a sharp, breathy moan that could almost have been a shriek, and sat bold upright in the bed. The movement was so sudden, Emma jerked back several inches out of pure shock and surprise.
"Mierda! ¡¿Que demonios?!" Regina said hoarsely, and Emma saw how she rubbed her forehead. Then she took a deep breath and pushed her hair away from her face. Pushed her tanktop down so it covered her belly again. She cleared her throat, clearly trying to be as quiet as possible, which was pretty much in vain seeing that Emma had been awake for quite a while now. Then she rolled onto her side. And came face to face with one grinning Emma Swan.
"Hey," Emma said softly. And entirely unable to keep the delight out of her voice.
"Uhm... Hey?" Regina said a bit awkwardly and looked like she was trying to figure out whether she should feel embarrassed or not.
Emma made the decision for her as she inched closer and bussed Regina on the lips. "You all good?"
"I... I think so?" Regina said a bit meekly.
"But you're not sure?" Emma half-chuckled.
Regina made a noncommittal sound in the back of her throat.
Emma snickered softly once more. "You looked so hot," she assured.
"How long have you been awake?" Regina asked. Now she was actually blushing.
"A while," Emma told her, sly grin spreading on her face. No, she wasn't trying to ridicule Regina or anything, but it was hard not to laugh when Regina looked so sheepish. Almost like she had been caught doing something naughty. Well, she kind of had, but it had been absolutely fucking deliciously naughty!
"Okay then," Regina said meekly. And definitely defeated.
"Have something like that happened before?" Emma asked casually. Regina was definitely not allowed to be embarrassed about this.
"No," Regina said and clicked her tongue slightly. "Stupid hormones."
Emma laughed. "Looks like someone's sex drive is back in action, babe."
"No en medio de la noche..." Regina groaned dramatically and rubbed a hand over her face again. "Dios mio, how am I supposed to cope if this is a thing now?"
"I wouldn't mind if this is a thing now," Emma grinned. "I definitely wouldn't mind."
"Shut up..." Regina grumbled. "This is awful!"
Emma took note of the frustration in Regina's voice, and the next question came natural: "did you... not finish?"
"No," Regina said flatly. "I woke up right before... Well, it's late and you should-"
"-Help you finish, yes, you're absolutely right," Emma laughingly finished the sentence. "Come here."
"But don't you wanna-"
"I want you. Right now." Emma said. "Come. Come here. Hurry."
Regina stopped arguing and wiggled closer. Emma sat up in bed and motioned for Regina to do the same. When she too was sitting up, Emma hastily grabbed the bottom of her tanktop and pretty much yanked it over Regina's head. Regina let out a sort of breathless giggle that was both adorable and terribly sexy. There was a bit of shuffling, a few quiet curse words as Emma did her best to yank Regina's underwear off as quickly as possible, and then a triumphant little sound when she managed. The panties and tanktop landed with a soft thud on Regina's bedroom floor, and Emma's intention was to get Regina to sit in her lap as quickly as possible, but Regina had other plans. She grabbed the bottom of the t-shirt Emma was wearing to bed and then tugged it over her head. Now things were a bit more even between them, and Emma breathed a soft sigh of relief. The t-shirt had started to feel a little constricting in the chest area. Regina threw the shirt over her shoulder. Emma wasn't quite sure where it landed, and she couldn't have cared less either. Because now she could finally get Regina to sit in her lap. It took a bit of shuffling, a bit of moaning from both of them when Regina's wetness slid against Emma's thigh, and finally a bit of giggling from Regina when she was finally sitting in Emma's lap, but her belly was pressing into Emma's and making this a wee bit more difficult than it normally was.
"Maybe this isn't ideal," Regina giggled as she wrapped her long legs around Emma's waist.
"Nah, it's good. It's perfect." Emma lowered her hands to Regina's growing belly and gave it an affectionate little rub. "Hello, belly."
"Mi amor, it's not the belly you have to focus on," Regina said, pushing out her bottom lip as though she was pouting.
Emma laughed as she captured those soft lips in a sweet, slow kiss.
Regina hummed in satisfaction, and her arms looped around Emma's neck as she returned the kiss. It didn't take long before the kiss deepened, and Emma was sucking gently on the tip of Regina's tongue with her own. Her hands wandered from Regina's swelling belly and up to her equally growing breasts. She felt hardened nipples against her fingertips and heard how Regina moaned into the kiss. She wiggled in Emma's lap, and Emma groaned in appreciation when she felt more wetness on her thigh. If this wasn't a little slice of heaven, she didn't know what was. She hoped that Regina would have lots and lots of wet dreams from now on. Plenty of them. And preferably, she would wake Emma every time it happened. Emma was more than willing to offer her "service" in the middle of the night. Seriously, there was nothing better than to be woken up by an extremely horny, pregnant Regina.
Regina broke the kiss and gulped for air. When she had regained the ability to breathe, she said: "I don't need any foreplay tonight, I just need-"
"This?" Emma slyly suggested as she slid her hand down and covered Regina's mound.
"S-sí!" Regina hissed. "Oh god, yes!"
Emma grinned wickedly as she applied a bit of pressure to Regina's swollen clit.
"Ngh!" Regina breathed, head falling forward and resting on the top of Emma's shoulder.
"Don't worry," Emma cooed. "I've got you. I know exactly what you need." As she spoke, she pressed the heel of her hand firmly against Regina's clit and then lined up two of her fingers with Regina's wet entrance.
"Do it," Regina said strangled and a bit muffled against Emma's shoulder. "Por favor!"
Pleading or begging wasn't necessary. Emma immediately slid two digits inside Regina.
Regina let out a scream, and Emma was on the brink of doing the same when she felt teeth sink into her shoulder. God, Regina was literally the hottest thing! She trailed her free hand down and gave Regina's ass a little squeeze. That made Regina let out another little strangled whimper. Her hands were in Emma's hair now, and she tugged just a little bit at the golden strands.
"You need to wake me up every time this happens," Emma murmured. "Every single time, you hear me?"
Nope, it was pretty obvious that Regina didn't hear anything right now. Her head was still dropped against Emma's shoulder, and she was wiggling a little bit on Emma's lap. Emma knew exactly what she needed, and she slowly began to move her fingers inside Regina.
"Oh, god!" Regina hissed.
"Nah, just me," Emma teased.
Regina let out a little bubbly laugh, and Emma thought to herself that laughing during sex should be a regular thing. At least a regular Regina-thing. Her laughter was the sweetest thing ever. The kind of thing Emma needed a recording of for a rainy day.
"I do love it when you laugh," Emma said softly, sweetly and pressed a kiss to Regina's cheek.
"I... Love...You," Regina said a bit strangled. "Oh, mierda!"
"Say something more," Emma half-demanded. "In Spanish. I wanna hear you speak Spanish, babe."
"¡Me follas tan bien!" Regina hissed.
"And what does that mean?" Emma asked, scissoring her fingers inside Regina and making her yelp slightly.
"Fuck!" Regina panted.
"Is that what it means?" Emma asked with a soft chuckle. Now she was slowly and gently almost withdrawing her fingers only to plunge the two digits back inside Regina.
Regina let out a whimper, and Emma could feel how her legs tightened around her waist. Regina's mouth was on her neck. Not quite kissing her there, but definitely not not-kissing her either. It was an odd little middle-thing, and Emma quite liked it.
"Come on..." the blonde purred. "Tell me what it means, mi bellezza. I'll only keep asking if you don't..."
"Fuck!" Regina huffed against her neck. "It means... You f-fuck me so... good!"
"Fuck," Emma echoed. Okay, that had to be the hottest thing ever! "Say it again!" she almost ordered. "Fuck, Regina, say it again, please!"
"¡M-Me follas tan bien," Regina breathed. "¡Me follas tan bien, Em-ma!"
"You'll be the death of me," Emma said plainly, building up the pace and thrusting her fingers a bit faster now. "I swear to god, you'll be the death of me."
Regina let out another breathless little giggle at that, and her teeth scraped over the soft skin on Emma's neck.
"Cheeky," Emma commented. Regina's little show of attitude suddenly inspired her, and she gave Regina's ass a little squeeze. Then a playful little swat. Regina reacted by crying out and nearly clinging to Emma's neck.
"Shit, you really like that, don't you?" Emma murmured and upped the pace just a tad. Thrusted her fingers a bit quicker. Curled them against that spot inside Regina.
"U-uh-huh," Regina mumbled vaguely, legs tightening around Emma's waist again. "Make me come Em-ma!"
"Ask nicely," Emma said half teasingly, half sternly and gave Regina's ass another little swat. A slightly harder one. Just to test the waters. She was by no means whacking her, but still hard enough to know that it would bite slightly. Regina had told her that she liked this sort of thing, so why not just give it a shot?
And Regina's reaction was absolutely glorious. She let out a whimper and her hips began to shift as she moved against Emma's fingers.
"Fuck," Emma murmured. Regina's sex drive really WAS back in full flourish. She moaned and wiggled in Emma's lap, and Emma's mouth felt dry when she felt more of Regina's wetness drip onto her hand. "Are you gonna come for me, beautiful girl?" she hummed, leaning in and capturing Regina's lips in a not too gentle kiss.
Regina eagerly returned the kiss, tongue sliding inside Emma's mouth and arms wrapped so tightly around Emma's neck it felt like she was trying to suffocate Emma or something.
Feeling every bit wicked, Emma gave Regina another little swat, and she was more than pleased when she felt Regina pull out of the kiss for a second. Regina really WAS into that. And oh, how Emma was gonna take advantage of this in the future. And if Regina had other fetishes, Emma vowed to find out about all of them. Every single one. But for now, she thrusted her fingers hard and fast all the while she made sure to keep the heel of her hand snugly against Regina's swollen clit. She could feel how Regina's muscles were starting to tighten around her fingers, and she broke the kiss to murmur words of encouragement into Regina's ear. Asked her to let go and come for her.
"Come on..." she coaxed, lifting her hand and swatting Regina's ass again. Both harder and faster this time.
It worked like clockwork. Emma felt Regina's muscle tighten around her fingers, felt how a tremor rocked her from top to toe, and the brunette let out a string of garbled half English/ half Spanish words as she spilled over and fell apart. In the most literal way. First, she was wound completely tight and then her forehead dropped against Emma's shoulder once more.
Emma lightly scratched up and down Regina's back with her free hand, fingers slipping slightly on the thin layer of sweat there. Then, once she was sure Regina had stopped clenching, she gently withdrew her digits from within Regina. A gush of liquid accompanied that little motion.
Regina didn't react to it at all. In fact she had become a sort of deadweight against Emma's shoulder, and for a split second Emma wondered if Regina perhaps had fallen asleep, but then Regina clumsily let herself fall backwards onto the bed, legs still wrapped around Emma's waist and everything. Obviously, that meant that Emma was pulled down with her. She landed smack down on top of Regina.
"Oh god!" Emma exclaimed, immediately hoisting herself up and away from Regina's belly. "Be careful!"
"Wha'?" Regina said a bit dazed. Then she blinked. "Oh. Sorry, baby. Forgot you were there for a second." She gave her rounded belly a fond rub. "You all good in there?"
Emma immediately wondered if Regina was aware that she was in fact talking to the baby, or whether she was just extremely dazed and still somewhere in the post-orgasm state.
"Was that better than your dream?" Emma teased fondly.
"Mmmm," Regina said a bit slurred and clumsily reached for Emma. "Come here, you haven't..."
"I can wait," Emma chuckled. "Don't worry."
"But I wanna-"
"I know you do, but to be perfectly honest, you look a bit boneless right now," Emma laughed. "And not to mention on the verge of falling asleep."
"Oh," Regina said and huffed a bit as she rolled onto her side, so they once again were face to face. "Tomorrow then," she said almost warningly.
"Tomorrow," Emma promised and silently added 'if you feel up for it.'
"In fact I think we should spend the entire day in bed," Regina continued and licked her lips. "At least until I have to go to work, that is."
"You're still horny, aren't you?" Emma teased.
"Yes, I am," Regina openly admitted. "But I'm also too tired to have sex, so..."
"The struggle is real," Emma said softly.
"The struggle is very real, so you better not be laughing at me, miss Swan," Regina grumbled.
"'Miss Swan', huh?" Emma grinned. "You've been spending too much time in Storybrooke."
"No, mi amor. I haven't spend enough time in Storybrooke. I want to go back."
"And you will," Emma promised. "Soon."
"I hope so," Regina murmured. "I really do."
Emma gave her a little squeeze. "You will. And then I'll take you out for burgers. And cream sodas."
Regina sighed. "Those damn cream sodas. I wonder where that even came from."
Emma laughed. "So not into that anymore, huh?"
"No." Regina wrinkled her nose.
Emma grinned. No, Regina had shown little to no interest in cream sodas since they came back to Spain. She had been more interested in bacon. And ice cream. Actually, they had eaten almost a whole pint of ice cream before bed last night.
Regina stretched comfortably. "Oh, querida, that was really nice!"
"Happy to hear that," Emma snickered. "I hope you'll have lots and lots of those dreams."
Regina made a face. "Only when you're here. Anything else would be unbearable."
"Agreed!" Emma said passionately and gave Regina a little squeeze. She trailed a hand down and palmed Regina's ass. "Was I too hard on you?"
"No," Regina smirked a little. "I liked it."
"Yeah, I could sense that," Emma teased, and Regina bowed her head and looked a tad sheepish. Emma pressed a kiss to her cheek. "No reason to be embarrassed. I liked it too."
"Yeah?"
"Mhmm. Definitely."
Regina let out a bit of a yawn. "You're sure you don't want me to... you know?"
"I want you to get some sleep," Emma chuckled. "You look like you could need it. And you have work tomorrow night."
"That won't be so bad," Regina said. "I'll have you to entertain me, won't I?"
"Definitely," Emma assured. "Yep. I'll be staying in the bar all night and wait for you."
"And you can help me close up for the night," Regina cleverly pointed out.
"Yep, that too." tomorrow night, Regina did indeed have a shift on the bar. Which wasn't a problem at all. Regina had suggested that Emma could stay in the apartment and watch Netflix or something like that, but Emma had rejected that. She would much rather prefer to come with Regina to the bar and hang out while she worked. And Regina had found that to be a brilliant idea. Had joked that she would mix as many drinks as Emma wanted.
"I'm tired," Regina mumbled. "Damnit."
Emma chuckled. "I'm still gonna be here tomorrow, you know."
"Sí, but what if my sex drive won't?"
"Then cuddling is awesome too," Emma said simply, giving Regin another little squeeze and then a kiss on the forehead.
Regina was quiet for a little while. She snuggled up in Emma's arms, and the warmth from her body made Emma feel all drowsy and heavy. It WAS rather late. Maybe it was time they got some sleep. She pulled the covers over both of them. Regina was sort of nuzzling into her breast, and Emma found that to be equally cute and sexy.
"Wasn't I heavy?"
"Huh?" Emma had been on the brink of falling asleep.
"When I was in your lap," Regina clarified. "Wasn't I heavy?"
"Oh. No. As light as a feather."
Regina scoffed. "I don't think that's true."
"Well, it is. You're tiny."
"Won't stay that way."
"Then we'll come up with other positions."
Regina chuckled sleepily. "You'll have to tell me more about those positions tomorrow."
"Deal. But how about some sleep now?"
"Mmm. Sounds reasonable. Goodnight, querida."
"Goodnight. Wake me if you have any more dreams."
"Funny," Regina half-grumbled. Then she curled up in Emma's arms. It didn't take very long before her breath evened out and became slow and steady.
Emma stayed awake for a little while longer though. She listened to Regina's breath. And waited. Waited for that "thing" to happen. She had observed it a few times over the past week, and she was curious to see if it would happen tonight as well.
Regina mumbled something in Spanish in her sleep, and yes, indeed, her right hand wandered up and settled on her growing belly. Emma had found that gesture to be so positively curious. There had been several times where she wanted to ask Regina about it, but she hadn't been able to pluck up the courage to actually ask. She didn't want to upset Regina. She had been plenty upset lately. Thanks to Cora. Emma gnashed her teeth quietly. Damn that woman. Regina still hadn't heard anything from her, but when they went out yesterday morning, they had almost stumbled over a bag of groceries. It turned out that Regina's dad had stopped by early with the bag of groceries for Regina. When Regina called him and thanked him, he had said that he "just happened to be in the neighborhood". Which wasn't true at all. Emma positively adored the way Regina's dad always looked out for her. Dropping off bags of groceries when he wasn't in the neighborhood. Telling her that she was more than welcome to move in if she wanted. He had even offered to go with her to any doctor appointment Emma wasn't there for, or Sofía and Alessandra couldn't make. Under no circumstances should Regina go alone. He had very specifically stressed out that from now on, he wanted to know everything. How Regina was doing from day to day. He actually did call her every day now. And his first question was always how she was doing. And how the baby was doing. The baby wasn't taboo in anyway. But Henry had never once tried to talk Regina out of it. It was her decision, and he supported her no matter what.
"Te estas haciendo mas grande," Regina mumbled in her sleep, and Emma would have paid a lot to find out what that meant. What was Regina dreaming about right now? Maybe Emma would just have to ask her tomorrow. If she remembered that was. There was a chance that she would have forgotten come morning. Emma chuckled softly to herself, pulled the covers up again. It had slipped down again. Emma didn't want Regina to get cold.
Regina mumbled something again, but this time it was entirely impossible for Emma to hear what she was saying. Emma had to bite the inside of her cheek not to laugh. It sounded like utter gibberish. Not even Spanish, and definitely not English, the blonde thought to herself as she closed her eyes and surrendered to that delicious, heavy feeling spreading through her body. God, falling asleep like this was awesome...
When Emma woke up the following morning, it was to the smell of pancakes. Emma sat up so fast she almost got a bit dizzy, but she paid little attention to that as she grabbed her t-shirt, shrugged it on and then got out of bed and headed straight towards the kitchen and the smell of pancakes.
Regina was standing in front of the stove. Wearing absolutely nothing while cooking. Emma blinked. Right then. Last time Emma was the one to appear naked in the kitchen. Maybe this was some kind of payback.
"Did all your clothes disappear overnight?" Emma warmly teased as she pushed her hair away from her face.
"Maybe it did," Regina chuckled. "Or maybe I woke up hungry and was too lazy to get dressed before making breakfast. Don't tell me you have a problem with it."
"Uhh, definitely not," Emma croaked as she let her eyes rake up and down Regina's magnificent body. Her gloriously long and toned legs to her full hips and that sexy little crown tattoo. Her swelling abdomen and breasts. Okay, maybe it was better to look away. Otherwise there was a chance that Emma would end up dragging her girlfriend back to bed without breakfast.
"Are you gonna sit down so we can have breakfast?" Regina asked with a chuckle as she loaded the last pancake onto the filled plate.
"Or..." Emma tilted her head. "We could bring that plate of pancakes back to bed with us."
"Emma Swan," Regina drawled. "The things you say are completely scandalous."
Emma walked over to her stark-naked girlfriend and put her hands on her hips. She had heard the slight hitch in Regina's breath. "Does that mean that your sex drive is still here?"
"Sí!" Regina said immediately. "Very much so!"
Emma laughed and reached out. Grabbing the plate full of golden pancakes, she said: "Come on, beautiful girl. Let's go back to bed."
"Having breakfast in bed... Isn't that a completely scandalous thing to do or something?" Regina half-laughed. "I know what I said last night, but I was dazed. And post-orgasmic..."
"So?" Emma grinned cheekily. "You're going to work tonight. And that'll require all your strength-"
"Let's not overreact," Regina interjected with a headshake and clicked her tongue a little.
"-So I'd say that you have more than deserved a day in bed," Emma continued, completely overhearing Regina's comment.
"Well, I suppose..."
"Come on, baby," Emma murmured and pressed a soft kiss to the hinge of Regina's jaw. "Let's go back to bed and eat pancakes and take pictures. Maybe some of them will even be good enough to forward to that gallerist..."
"Lead the way," Regina said simply, and Emma didn't waste anymore time with talking. She just took Regina's hand and let her back towards the bedroom. Soon they found themselves back in Regina's bed. The plate full of pancakes were placed on Regina's tiny bedside table.
"They're probably still a bit warm," Regina said. "Best let them cool off for a little while..."
"Uh-huh," Emma said, not even pretending not to laugh at Regina's lame excuse. Regina had other things she'd rather do than having breakfast, and Emma was more than willing to play along on that game. It didn't take long before Regina had ridded her of her tanktop and panties. Her mouth was on Emma's right breast, one of her small hands cradling Emma's left breast, and Emma thought to herself that the size was a match made in heaven. There had been a time where she was sad about her small breasts, but today she was smarter. Today she knew her breasts were small because they had to fit in Regina's palm. Designed for that. Absolutely perfect.
The pancakes ended up forgotten on Regina's bedside table. The thought of food was traded for slow, soft kisses and sweet caresses. Later on, Regina would remember the pancakes again and laugh her head off while complaining that they had gotten cold. And Emma would smirk and make a smart remark about Regina's microwave. But for right now, pancakes had never been less important. For right now, pancakes had been forgotten in favor of a little slice of morning delight...
To Be Continued...