A/N: As promised, here it is. The latest chapter! Also, thanks for the follows, faves, and reviews so far.
Regina slid on black lace panties at the foot of the bed. She stared at Emma as the blonde continued to sleep, her curls disheveled and disarrayed on the pillow. She kept her expression unreadable as she looked at the other woman, but stared hard enough at Emma to commit the sight of her in the morning to memory.
As Regina crouched down and bent forward to grab her bra off the floor, Emma took a deep breath and released it in a hum. Regina stood up with the bra in her hand and watched Emma roll toward the empty side of the queen sized bed. When Emma frowned and opened her eyes, Regina figured Emma must have realized it was empty.
"Regina?"
"I'm here," Regina replied.
Emma propped herself up on her elbows and smiled at the brunette.
"Morning," Emma greeted as she scanned over Regina's choice of wardrobe.
Regina looked down at her own appearance, still bra-less, and rolled her eyes before she met Emma's gaze again.
"If I assume your morning is an extremely good one..." Regina trailed off and didn't bother to finish her sentence.
"You would be correct," Emma smugly answered.
Regina tried to restrain her smile and failed miserably, though Emma's laughter in response to her expression kept Regina from feeling miserable.
Emma looked at the nightstand and checked Regina's alarm clock.
"Shit," Emma said. "It's 6:30!"
"It is," Regina flatly stated.
"In the morning?! The sun isn't even out."
"Too early for you, dear?"
Emma thought about it and waited a moment before she spoke.
"Maybe that's a good thing."
"And how is that," Regina asked.
"Well," Emma started with a hungry grin and a lustful gleam in her eyes as she pushed herself into a complete sitting position. "Henry doesn't have school today, right?"
"It is Saturday, so no. But he has to be up in forty-five minutes anyway. I take him to work with me on Saturdays."
Emma laughed, but maintained the lustful gleam.
"Fine. There's still plenty of time for us to-"
"Shower and make breakfast," Regina cut Emma off. "And those will not be a joint effort."
"Tell the kid to eat cereal. That should give us an extra ten minutes and you can use that to shower."
"Do you always wake up this turned on?"
"I have two reasons to be this turned on and I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to wake up to them more often."
Regina sighed.
"He doesn't really talk to me at work and even if he tried to, I'd be busy," Regina admitted. "He won't spend any other time with me. Breakfast, and other meal we can share, is the only time we really get to spend together."
"Then come out with us tonight. After work," Emma suggested. "We can hang out at the park or something where no one can see us if that's what you want. Just you, me, and Henry."
"Who said I wanted to spend more time with you?"
"Again," Emma started as she leaned forward and crawled on her hands and knees to the foot of the bed. "There are two reasons. They'll prove that's what you want."
Emma reached out with hand and wrapped an arm around Regina's hips. She pulled Regina closer to the bed and gave each of the brunette's nipples a wet kiss.
Regina kept her hands at her sides but closed her eyes at the feel of Emma's mouth on her breasts. The kisses didn't last long, but for both of them Regina arched her back to press her nipples further into Emma's mouth.
Emma pulled away from Regina and met her gaze with a dark, ravenous gleam.
"What do you say," Emma asked. "Henry gets cereal, you let him walk to the bus stop, and we get about half an hour to fool around."
Regina hesitated as she considered it.
"Twenty minutes," Regina corrected. "The other ten minutes will be for shared bathing."
Emma grinned.
"Does that plan include this girl getting fed breakfast like a normal human being and not like some family pet in shame," Emma asked as her eyes glittered with hope.
"How would we explain your presence to Henry?"
"Um, don't get mad," Emma started as her grin quickly disappeared.
Regina didn't like the sound of that sentence. She crossed her arms over her stomach and listened.
"Henry already knows I stayed the night."
"And how does he know that?!"
"You were yelling last night in your sleep and it didn't just wake me up."
Regina frowned and looked down at the floor beneath her feet.
"What did you tell him," Regina asked as she refused to look at Emma.
"That I would take care of you," Emma answered without pause.
Regina's head snapped up and she stared straight into familiar green eyes.
"So," Emma started again as she smiled and hooked a finger in Regina's panties to pull Regina close again. "Will you let me take care of you?"
Regina opened her mouth to come back with, "You already have," but quickly closed her mouth with better judgment and slowly, tensely smiled instead.
She nodded and tucked blonde hair behind Emma's ear. She leaned in to peck Emma's cheek, but the Sheriff got smart and turned her head at the last second.
Though she didn't want to kiss Emma, she couldn't help but smirk at Emma's move. She had once done the same thing to her when the other woman went in for a kiss and Regina turned it into a bite.
"Clever girl," Regina said as she pulled away from Emma and slowly opened her eyes to look at her.
"Nothing I didn't learn from you," Emma purred.
"There's a lot you've learned from me and still haveto learn from me."
"Oh, don't think I don't have a few tricks of my own," Emma defended herself as she got off the bed and stood only inches away from Regina.
"Like what," Regina haughtily chuckled.
"I was hoping you'd ask," Emma said with a wide grin then grabbed Regina by the waist.
A moment of panic rushed through Regina before Emma lifted her off the floor and spun her around. Her panic turned to surprise as Emma tossed her onto the bed and straddled her.
Emma continued to grin. She even laughed as she threw Regina onto her back.
Regina gave a tiny laugh herself on impact and watched Emma settle on top of her.
Emma started to lean in, but Regina stopped her with a pointed finger.
"Twenty minutes," Regina warned.
"Yes, Madam Mayor," Emma saluted with feigned submission.
Emma leaned in again, that time without hindrance, and trapped Regina's bottom lip between her own lips. She sucked then nipped at it before she released Regina's lip and focused her attention on the brunette's neck.
Regina appreciatively hummed and turned her head to the side to give Emma more access to her neck. She lifted her right leg and her thigh made contact with Emma's center.
Emma moaned against Regina's neck as she sucked and bit at tan skin. She bit harder as Regina continued to move her thigh and created friction between it and Emma's center. After Emma convinced herself she'd made a mark or two, she pulled away and stared down at Regina. When she had the other woman's attention, she sat back and crushed Regina's leg between her weight. She forced Regina's leg flat against the bed and tried not to wince as she stretched her quads too far and threatened to reopen the R-shaped gash on her left thigh.
Regina grabbed the hem of Emma's shirt and pulled the blonde back toward her.
"I like this look on you," Regina purred as she tightened her fist around Emma's shirt and kissed her neck.
Emma swept her hair over her other shoulder to give Regina more skin to kiss and ran her panty covered sex against Regina. Their panties brushed against each other as she moved and Emma felt a mixture of slickness between her legs. She knew she wasn't the only one wet in that moment.
"A few more sleepovers like this and you'll see me wear a few combinations like this every time," Emma breathed out with a smirk.
Regina throatily chuckled as Emma pulled away to look at her.
"Are you trying to have that conversation? Now?"
Emma's smirk widened.
"Don't I have the best timing," Emma rhetorically asked. "Sometimes I think the only time you listen is during sex."
Regina arched her back and lifted her hips to meet Emma's center with her own, full force.
Emma closed her eyes and moaned at the contact.
Regina grinned.
"Don't mistake me listening to your body for me listening to you," Regina confidently corrected.
Emma opened her eyes and immediately looked into the darkened chocolate brown eyes.
"Eager to please, are we, Madam Mayor?"
Regina grinned and stared up at Emma with a dark, preemptively victorious gleam in her eyes that was all Evil Queen, though Emma didn't know it. She slid her hand into Emma's panties and slowly traced a single circle over Emma's clit.
Emma gasped and lurched toward the headboard. She moved forward and pushed down on Regina's hand for a stronger touch.
"I still want to talk," Emma said just before she opened her eyes and looked at Regina again.
"Right this second," Regina asked as she slid her fingers down to Emma's opening and slipped inside the younger woman. She replaced her fingers on Emma's clit with the pad of her thumb.
Emma hummed, which quickly turned into an elongated moan.
"Need I remind you that Henry's still asleep, dear? You have to be quiet."
Emma closed her mouth and met Regina's gaze with a challenging look. She leveled the playing field with her own hand in Regina's panties. She teasingly swiped a single finger over Regina's clit then matched the brunette's hand placement, two fingers inside the mayor and her thumb on the woman's clit.
Regina emitted a short, though somewhat loud, moan that sounded more like a satisfied yelp.
"Now who needs to be quiet," Emma grinned.
Regina chuckled.
"You dare challenge me," Regina asked with a small smirk.
"Always," Emma continued to grin.
"In that case," Regina started.
Before the brunette finished her sentence, she placed her free hand on Emma's waist and used it along with the rest of her body to flip the sheriff onto her back.
"Bring it on," Regina slowly purred as she slid further onto Emma's fingers then started a rhythm as she sensually rode them.
"As much as I'm yours," Emma breathlessly started as she watched Regina rock against her. "You are mine."
"Is that what you think?"
Emma curled her fingers inside Regina on the next inward thrust.
Regina parted her lips in a silent moan voiced only by a shuddered exhale.
"Yeah, and I can prove it," Emma said.
"I'd like to see you try."
Regina looked over at her alarm clock then looked back down at Emma, still moving at the same pace against Emma.
"You've got fifteen minutes now," Regina informed her.
"That's all I need...for now."
Just as Emma finished her sentence, she flipped them over again and reasserted her dominance in her previous position on top of Regina. She looked straight into Regina's eyes for a moment before she leaned in and placed a wet kiss on Regina's neck then another. And another.
Regina pressed her head into the pillow and extended her neck for Emma to access more skin. She quietly hummed in appreciation, the loudest sound out of her mouth came from the vibration in her throat that was felt more than anything.
Emma licked from the crook of Regina's neck up to the brunette's ear then nipped the spot just below it. She sped up her pace the smallest bit and circled the pad of her thumb over Regina's clit.
Regina moaned and hastened her pace to match Emma's. She closed her mouth in an attempt to muffle the sound of her pleasure.
Emma kissed her way down to Regina's chest and smothered one of the woman's nipples. She sucked on it with not only hunger but commitment to their challenge. The harder she sucked, the more she could feel Regina's nipple harden.
Regina reached around Emma's back and dragged her nails from the blonde's shoulders to the small of her back.
Emma whimpered and nipped at Regina's nipple as encouragement. She pushed down harder on Regina's fingers and balled a fist around the sheets under Regina.
Regina raked her nails back up to Emma's shoulder blades.
"Harder," Regina husked out.
Emma bit down harder on the other woman's nipple and thrust into her with more force.
Regina arched her back as she let out a scream of pleasure.
The sound caused Emma to moan then instantly let go of the sheets and placed it over Regina's mouth.
Both women clenched around the other one's fingers in that moment as they each felt their releases build.
Regina dug her nails further into Emma's back and watched the woman roll her hips above her. A muffled moan fell past parted lips under Emma's hand. She retracted her claws and used that hand to spank the blonde.
Emma yelped and licked before she sucked Regina's nipple in response.
Regina whimpered and spanked again, harder.
Emma yelped again and moved up Regina's body. She kept her hand over Regina's mouth as she turned the brunette's head and bit down on her pulse point with no preamble. She pushed even harder and faster into Regina until Regina cried out under her hand.
Emma pressed down on Regina's clit as she traced circles over it at a rapid pace then slowed her movements in and out of the woman.
"Tell me how much you like it," Emma purred.
Regina licked Emma's palm then bit it.
Emma ripped her hand away from Regina's mouth.
"Emma," Regina immediately breathed out when the hand disappeared.
Regina started to pant and her chest heaved. She slowed her pace to once again match Emma's.
Emma abruptly stopped inside Regina and caused the other woman to groan.
"Admit it," Emma demanded with a grin.
"Not a chance," Regina said between a growl and a purr.
Emma throatily chuckled and leaned in. She trapped Regina's bottom lip between her own lips and sucked hard before she bit down.
Regina tried to move her hips to feel Emma's fingers slide in and out of herself again. She groaned as she struggled to get Emma's fingers where she wanted them, where she needed them.
"Admit it and I'll give you what you want," Emma made her an offer.
"Work for it," Regina hurried the words out of her mouth.
"I am."
"Then work harder."
"If you admit it, I'll prove you made the right choice in doing it."
"No."
Emma's mouth cracked open and formed a wicked grin.
"Fine. I'll work for it."
Emma resumed her slow, sensual pace. She never took her eyes off Regina as she matched the pace with her fingers to her own pace riding Regina's fingers.
Regina watched Emma move, something she liked to see but would only ever confess to once and that was already more than she really cared to do.
Emma then slid onto Regina's fingers at a much faster pace than she herself slipped her fingers in and out of the other woman. She rolled her hips, much like Regina would – though she still felt she didn't do it as well as the brunette – and stared deep into brown eyes as she did. She corkscrewed her fingers inside Regina once, twice, even a third time as she alternated between light and hard touches to the woman's clit as she continued to trace circles.
Regina gulped several times to keep her moans and other sounds of pleasure buried in the pit of her stomach. She fought the urge to squeeze her eyes shut, but when she stared up into happy and satisfied green eyes, she averted her gaze. She threw an arm over her eyes and shielded her face from Emma with her forearm as she let go. It wasn't like a Queen, or even a Mayor, but she refused to be seen as she gave herself to Emma yet again.
"And I'm not even done yet," Emma arrogantly said.
Regina could hear the grin she figured Emma wore across her face from the blonde's voice alone. Though Emma seemed overly sure of herself and her ability to thoroughly please Regina, the brunette knew Emma had only said it to tease her. All she wanted to do was prove she could still beat Regina at one thing if nothing else.
Regina, still out of it as she remained in her sexual high, carelessly flung her arm to her side on the bed. Just as she opened her eyes while she visibly panted under Emma, she couldn't even focus on the younger woman's form before she felt a new wave of pleasure start from between her legs as her fingers, the ones that had been inside Emma, felt a rush of cold from no longer being inside the younger woman.
Emma ran the flat of her tongue through Regina's folds and collected the telltale signs of the other woman's release. When she reached Regina's clit, she curled her tongue so only the tip of it touched the sensitive bundle of nerves. She flicked her tongue back and forth over it as she teasingly swiped at it like a lollipop.
Regina squirmed under Emma and rolled her hips in the woman's direction. She emitted a shuddered moan as her abdomen tensed without permission.
Emma pulled her tongue away from Regina's center and lifted up only far enough to look at Regina.
Regina pulled herself into a slight sitting position, only far enough to meet Emma's gaze. The two of them locked eyes for a long moment.
"If I get you to admit you're mine, I'm gonna take that to mean we can be exclusive," Emma said.
"And what if I don't?"
"You will," Emma smirked.
"But if I don't," Regina repeated her question with more force.
Emma rolled her eyes as her smirk turned into a smile.
"Then nothing changes."
Regina forced a throaty chuckle as she tried to maintain the upper hand.
"I wouldn't hold your breath, dear. There's not a thing you can do to make me say it. I belong to no one. But you, my dear, belong to me."
Emma's mouth curled upward into a large grin. She lowered back down to Regina's clit and pressed the flat of her tongue against it. She kept her tongue in place and didn't move an inch. She heard a strangled moan from Regina as the woman swept a leg over one of her shoulders.
Regina pressed the heel of her foot into Emma's back and dug it against one of the marks she'd made with her nails in an attempt to get Emma to move.
Emma trapped Regina's clit between her lips then licked and nipped it.
Another strangled moan, louder than the first.
Emma ran her tongue down to Regina's opening. She briefly slipped it inside, but quickly removed it.
Regina clawed at the sheets, her fists clutched tightly against them as her knuckles started to turn white from the grip. She stuck her other foot under Emma and used it to play with one of Emma's breasts. The side of her foot caressed Emma's right breast then she used her toes to lightly circle around Emma's nipple.
Emma moaned against Regina's center and darted her tongue inside her. She thrust inward as deep as she could go and swirled her tongue around a few times. She started to move in and out at the same sensual pace from earlier and used her hands to massage Regina's inner thighs.
Regina felt the pads of Emma's thumbs rub circles against her skin, close to her center, as Emma buried her tongue inside her. She placed her foot between Emma's breasts and slid it down Emma's stomach. She applied more force the closer she got to Emma's hips and when she felt Emma speed up her pace, she unintentionally kicked the blonde's right hipbone.
Emma winced but maintained her pace for a few more thrusts before she redirected her oral attention to Regina's clit once again. She fluidly slid three fingers into Regina as the tip of her tongue reached Regina's clit and kept the same pace. She slowly flicked her tongue over Regina's clit, up and down. Up and down.
Regina panted, the sound of her breath heavy before she spoke.
"Em-ma," Regina breathlessly moaned.
Emma smiled against Regina and purposely moaned for a few moments.
Regina felt the vibration of Emma's moan on her clit. She bit her bottom lip and felt another orgasm approach. She wrapped her right leg around Emma's back and tucked her left knee under Emma's arm.
Emma gently bit Regina's clit before she sucked hard on it as she curled then corkscrewed her fingers inside the woman.
Regina squeezed Emma and trapped the blonde's head between her legs in a chokehold performed by her legs. With every ounce of her being she felt the truth tumble out of her mouth in the next few seconds.
"I'm...yours," Regina moaned, almost screamed out, as she came and pressed the ball of her left foot into Emma's hipbone.
Emma triumphantly moaned at the confession and kept her fingers completely still inside the other woman. She licked the evidence of their time together clean from Regina's center and lapped up the woman's wetness with ease.
Regina sunk into the bed and released her hold on Emma as she relaxed her legs.
Everything changes, Regina thought as her eyes slipped closed.
Emma smiled as she slithered up Regina's body. She leaned in and kissed the corner of the other woman's mouth.
Regina tasted herself on Emma's lips then on Emma's tongue as the blonde forced her to part her lips.
Emma glided her tongue over Regina's as she started to press her lips to the other woman's.
Regina did as she'd done before and turned the kiss into a bite as she started to come down from her high. She opened her eyes and pushed Emma away, her hands on the Sheriff's shoulders.
"Oh, come on," Emma said as she still hovered above Regina. "We're in a relationship now. You should be able to kiss me."
Regina turned her head when Emma leaned in for a second attempt.
Emma's lips connected with Regina's cheek and she frowned.
"Not yet," Regina said as Emma pulled away.
"Are you ever going to kiss me again," Emma asked as she sat up and straddled Regina once more.
Regina kept quiet for a moment as she stared into green eyes. She knew the truth, or what she believed was the unfortunate truth, and she couldn't risk it. But even though she couldn't risk it, wouldn't risk it, she didn't want to lie to Emma. She didn't want to lie for the same reason she wouldn't kiss Emma. A reason she refused to voice both in her head and out loud.
"Maybe some day," Regina said. "I won't deserve it, but I hope one day I'll be able to kiss you again."
Emma quizzically stared at her.
"Maybe? Deserve? Be able to," Emma asked as she repeated a select few of Regina's words.
"You don't understand and you can't possibly understand, but you may understand soon. Look, we can be more than physical if you'd like, but this is my one condition. Actually, one of three conditions."
"Okay. What are they?"
"First and foremost, Henry can't know about us. It's too soon. Second, we can't be seen in public together, especially not displaying such affection brought on by touching. And third, no kissing. Not on the lips."
Emma looked disappointed. Her frown hadn't vanished since Regina professed her hope to kiss her again some day.
It made Regina feel guilty since she'd caused that unhappy look and dare she say, dare she think, it broke her heart as well.
Emma noticeably took a deep breath and relaxed.
"Okay," she agreed.
Regina seemed taken aback, surprised Emma would actually agree.
"Really?"
Emma smiled as a light laugh escaped her.
"Yeah," Emma confirmed. "But I think I'm entitled to a few conditions of my own."
"Of course."
"One, don't insinuate or call me a whore. Two, don't do anything else to hurt my thigh and just let it heal. And three, we still take lunch breaks together even after you don't have to clean the apartment."
"Well...aren't you easy to satisfy and impress," Regina rhetorically asked.
"If you just called me a whore again-"
"No," Regina interrupted with a smile. "I just meant that I don't have a problem with any of your conditions. I really thought I would."
"Mm, Emma Swan knows how to surprise her girlfriend," Emma grinned as she leaned in and kissed Regina's bruised collarbone.
"Girlfriend," Regina incredulously asked as she warmly smiled.
"Mhmm," Emma hummed as she started to kiss every inch of Regina's chest.
"I don't think I want that title."
"Please," Emma talked between kisses. "Anyone would be lucky to be called my girlfriend."
Regina throatily chuckled as she lazily placed a hand in blonde tresses.
"You should consider yourself lucky if I decide to call you my girlfriend."
Emma kissed between Regina's breasts and began to alternate between licking, sucking, and kissing the same spot over and over again.
Regina turned to her nightstand and checked the time.
"Seven minutes," she announced. "We don't have time for another round."
Emma pulled away and moved up Regina's body again.
"Actually, there's plenty I can do in seven minutes," Emma replied. "But I think I'd rather add seven minutes to our shower and you can do things to me."
Regina smirked and sat up.
"It would be my pleasure," Regina purred.
Pushed against the shower wall, Emma grunted then moaned upon impact. She felt the glass wall behind her as she was pinned to it, but it was nothing compared to where she felt Regina's mouth.
Regina's lips seemed everywhere at once as they traveled over Emma's slick skin all the while water trickled down from the shower head. She kissed her way down Emma's front and only stopped at the woman's navel to add to the fun. She dipped her tongue inside it and flicked the top half before she pinched a small portion of Emma's navel between her teeth.
"Unh," Emma breathed out.
Regina grinned before she released Emma's skin and continued further south.
She nipped at Emma's pelvic bone before she brought her lips to the Sheriff's clit. She sucked on the bundle of nerves and felt Emma's leg start to slip on the wet floor as she opened up for her.
Regina carefully lifted Emma's injured leg over her shoulder and kept a hand on her thigh above the "R" to hold the blonde steady. She rubbed circles with her thumb over the underside of Emma's thigh and went from sucking to nipping the woman's clit.
Emma moaned and thew her head back against the shower wall. She started to rock her hips and push into Regina's mouth.
Regina chuckled against Emma's center and smirked as she made the decision to retaliate against the woman for spelling "Emma" with her tongue. Between bites, she darted her tongue out and started to form letters against Emma's clit.
R.
Emma closed a fist around drenched brunette hair and forced Regina to stay pressed against her. She whimpered as Regina flicked her tongue around to make another letter.
e.
Regina slid her left hand closer to Emma's sex and teased the Sheriff's opening with the pad of her middle finger.
g.
Emma didn't contain the long, loud moan that erupted from the back of her throat.
i.
Regina added the pad of her index finger to help tease Emma's opening a few seconds before she thrust them both inside the woman.
n.
Emma emitted a cross between a scream and another moan.
Regina initially slid in and out of Emma at a calm, not at all rushed pace, but as she swirled her tongue to make the last letter, she sped up her pace.
a.
Emma rocked her hips in time to Regina's pace.
Regina made sure Emma felt her mouth on the younger woman's clit.
Bite.
Regina curled her fingers then spun them like a corkscrew.
Lick.
Emma gasped as she tightened around Regina's fingers.
Suck.
Regina moaned against Emma and sent vibrations through the younger woman's center.
Flick. Lick. Swirl.
Emma bit her bottom lip and held onto Regina's hair with more force.
Bite. Suck.
Regina felt Emma clench around her fingers as she moved in and out of the woman. She curled her lips into a smile as she reveled in the physical implication of being wanted and needed.
Pull. Nip.
Emma couldn't hold on much longer.
Regina curled her fingers on the next inward thrust.
Suck. Flick.
"Regina," Emma breathlessly moaned as she came into Regina's mouth.
Regina lapped up every last bit of Emma and the water from the shower that dripped down the Sheriff's body. She scrunched up her face as she tried not to choke with the overwhelming amount of combined liquids.
Emma panted as she eased up her hold on Regina's hair and slowly came down from her sexual high.
Regina delved her tongue inside Emma and feverishly licked up every last drop. She moved away from Emma as the blonde let go of her hair completely. She immediately tried to catch her breath and when Emma let go of her hair, it fell in her face.
Regina pushed her hair out of the way with one hand and eased Emma's leg off her shoulder with the other. Her chest heaved as she slowly got to her feet.
Emma rested her head against the wall with her eyes closed. She took a few shallow breaths before she opened her eyes and locked them with Regina's.
"Taking tricks out of my playbook, Madam Mayor," Emma smugly asked, still a bit breathless herself.
Regina licked her lips before they curled upward into a smirk.
"I figured it would only be fair to repay the favor," Regina replied. "Now wash up while I go start breakfast. My son is not having cereal."
Regina turned and stepped toward the shower door. After the first step, she felt Emma grab her wrist and stop her.
Emma spun her back around and made the brunette face her. She grinned as she pulled Regina flush against her and gravitated toward the woman's neck. She took her time as she faintly pressed her lips to wet, olive skin.
"What are you making for dinner tonight," Emma asked with a thick tone, rich with lust.
Emma nibbled on Regina's pulse point.
"Mm. I was thinking of making tacos. Henry likes adding all the food into the hard shell."
"I don't want tacos," Emma said before she moved to the other side of Regina's neck.
Emma kissed her way down from below Regina's earlobe to the crook of the brunette's neck.
"That's a shame for you, dear," Regina started with a smirk as she subtly reveled in Emma's kisses. "But since when do you have a say in anything I make for dinner?"
"Since you're setting a third plate for me tonight."
"Am I."
It wasn't a question.
"Yes," Emma answered as she started to suck at Regina's skin and slid a hand up the other woman's slick, taut stomach until she cupped Regina's breast.
"We don't have time for this, Miss Swan," Regina said as she tried not to give in to the blonde's desired touch.
"I'll take Henry home, no snacks or dinner in between, and you can make that lasagna you almost let me cook a week ago."
"If I agree to this, will you let me start breakfast before you get me too turned on?"
Emma chuckled with a wicked grin as she rubbed a circle with her thumb over Regina's nipple. She squeezed Regina's breast with the rest of her fingers.
"That," Emma started. "And if you come over to my apartment for a strip tease and a lap dance today for lunch."
"Haven't you pleased me enough for one day?"
"We both know your body is extremely demanding," Emma purred. "And even when you're satisfied, it doesn't last long."
Emma let her free hand wander and slipped a single finger inside Regina.
Regina gasped at the pleasant intrusion and shuffled her feet further apart to spread her legs.
Emma slowly pushed her middle finger deeper inside Regina and only stopped when she'd gone as far as she could. She kept her finger still and stared straight into brown eyes.
"I could please you all day," Emma spoke again. "But the strip tease and lap dance are for me. Do that for me and you don't have to clean the apartment today, your last day of cleaning I might remind you."
Emma, just as slowly as she pushed in, pulled her finger almost completely out of Regina before she moved in to the woman again. She brought her mouth to Regina's neglected nipple and flicked it with the tip of her tongue.
Regina moaned and her breathing became erratic again.
"Yes," Regina breathed out. "Okay. I'll do it."
Emma beamed as she locked eyes with Regina again.
"You have no idea how much I want to make you squirm right now," Emma breathed into Regina's ear.
Regina shot out her hands and placed them on Emma's waist to brace herself.
Emma added a finger and kept the same sensual pace.
Regina pulled Emma close and raised a leg to the blonde's hip.
Emma slammed Regina against the glass wall as she slid forcefully into the other woman.
Regina grunted upon impact. She slung an arm over Emma's shoulder and quickly repeated the action with her other arm.
Emma felt the shift and caught on to Regina's intention seconds before the brunette hopped into her arms.
Regina wrapped both of her legs around Emma's waist.
Emma's leg desperately wanted to give out. Her injured thigh couldn't handle the extra weight, not that Regina was all that heavy.
"We're running out of time," Regina reminded Emma.
"If we stopped now, would you be frustrated all day," Emma asked.
"Probably," Regina truthfully answered.
Emma pinned Regina against the wall again and placed a hand next to the brunette on the glass as she tried not to drop the woman.
"But doing this the fast way wouldn't help much either and you clearly can't hold me much longer."
Emma frowned.
"I wish I could," Emma confessed. "But if you make the lasagna and let me stay the night, I'll make this up to you."
Regina smiled.
"Is that a promise," Regina asked.
"Yeah. And I've made a promise to you before so you know I keep them."
"Yes, well, you better keep this one, Miss Swan. We both know how 'extremely demanding' my body is. It'd be a tragedy if you were unable to meet those demands after we agreed to a relationship."
"Madam Mayor," Emma started as she feigned shock. "Are you saying that my skills in the bedroom are a deal breaker for this relationship?"
"Yes," Regina continued to play along. "If you can't sate my hunger, what use do I have for you?"
Emma rolled her eyes with a smile.
"Of course," Emma agreed to go along with it. "Well..."
Emma trailed off as she took the time to remove her fingers from Regina and let the brunette down.
"I can assure you I'll make you and your body sing like a gospel choir by the end of the night," Emma continued once both of Regina's feet where firmly planted on the ground. "Now make me breakfast, woman."
Regina grabbed both of Emma's arms and pushed the blonde back against the opposite wall in the blink of an eye. She crashed her lips onto Emma's bruised collarbone, the one she made match her own bruises that the younger woman had given her. She sucked on the tender area before she bit at it then pulled at the skin with her teeth.
Emma gurgled out a groan as she squeezed her eyes shut. She closed a fist around Regina's hair and yanked the brunette's head upward.
Regina didn't let go of Emma's skin even as the younger woman tugged at her hair. She opened her eyes and stared up at the woman. She grinned as she took in the sight of Emma with her eyes tightly shut, the rest of her body tense except for the one part of her that told Regina as much as it hurt, Emma still found pleasure in the act.
Regina eased up on Emma's collarbone and licked the re-marked skin. She tasted copper as she slithered up Emma's body then stuck out her tongue for Emma to taste.
Emma locked eyes with Regina for a moment before her gaze fell to the woman's extended tongue that held a red streak near the tip. She leaned in and trapped Regina's tongue between her lips then sucked the blood from it. Her blood.
Both women simultaneously relaxed their eyes shut and moaned at the sensation.
After a moment, when Emma made no move to detach from the other woman's tongue, Regina curled her tongue and slipped it out of Emma's mouth. She reclaimed it as her own and lowered her mouth to the freshly made bite mark on Emma's collarbone that she left bleeding. She lapped up most of the blood and kept it to herself that time before she pressed her lips to the mark in a chaste kiss.
"See you at breakfast," Regina said as she stepped away from Emma.
Emma watched Regina back her way out of the shower with a devious grin plastered on her face. Her eyes wandered as she took in the rest of Regina's flawless body.
"Don't finish yourself off," Regina warned before she closed the shower door, her on the outside of it while Emma remained on the inside.
"You're still here," Henry smiled as he watched Emma walk into the kitchen wearing the same outfit from the previous day.
Regina looked up from the plate she held as she pushed scrambled eggs onto a plate for Henry and flashed a brief, small smile at the blonde.
Emma caught the smile and almost lit up at the sight.
"Yeah, I'm still here," Emma replied as she looked from Regina to Henry. "I hope you don't mind me intruding on your breakfast."
"You're not intruding," Henry said.
"Bacon, Miss Swan," Regina asked as she grabbed a different plate and held it out to Henry.
Henry grabbed two pieces of bacon and took a bite of one before he dropped them onto his plate.
Regina extended the plate to Emma and watched the blonde with wrapped attention that went unnoticed by the other two people in the room.
"I remember hearing crying last night and when I got up to check on my mom, you told me you'd take care of it."
Emma took a bacon strip off the plate and locked eyes with Regina. The two of them stared at each other with an intensity matched by nothing Emma had ever felt.
You're going to hurt her, Regina thought as her gaze held strong.
Regina gulped at the truth of her realization then blinked to break eye contact. She turned to Henry and smiled.
Emma frowned.
"So...you stayed over night," Henry asked before he chewed on the rest of the bacon he started to eat.
Emma distracted herself from whatever small moment had just happened between her and Regina. She focused her attention on Henry, much like Regina had earlier.
"Yeah, it was late when everything settled down so your mom suggested I stay. That's not a problem, is it?"
Henry took a sip of his orange juice and licked his lips clean of any remnants as he looked between Emma and Regina.
"No, it's just...weird."
Henry focused on Regina and eyed her curiously as though he were sizing her up.
Regina felt scrutinized. By her own son. She cleared her throat and prepared herself a plate complete with toast, eggs, and a single bacon strip. She took a sip of her own glass of orange juice and headed to the dining room with her plate.
"Eat at the table, please," Regina casually threw over her shoulder.
She pretended like having Emma over meant nothing, or at least that it wasn't something Henry needed to focus on like he had.
Emma and Henry shared a look as they both silently seemed to say they should have known an order was coming.
Henry grabbed his plate and his juice and went over to the table.
Emma smiled with a silent laugh as she watched him take a seat in the other room. She shook her head as her smile faded and she served herself a plate. After taking four pieces of toast, three spatula scoops of eggs, and three more strips of bacon in addition to the one she'd already started to snack on, she poured herself a glass of orange juice. She left the carton of juice on the counter where Regina had left it before going into the dining room then took her own food to the table.
Upon joining Henry and Regina, Emma got situated in the same seat she found herself in the last couple of times she sat at the table.
I'm dating Regina Mills, mother of my kid, and now I'm having morning after breakfast with her. ...In front of the kid, Emma thought as she forced a smile at Regina and Henry.
For the next few minutes, the only sounds heard belonged to the clanking of silverware on plates while the three of them ate in silence. It wasn't uncomfortable, but none of them were used to eating as a group, a family.
"Um," Henry awkwardly spoke up. "Am I still going to work with you today?"
Regina looked up from her plate and stared at Henry for a few seconds before she finally answered him.
"You'd rather go with Emma today," Regina asked.
"Uh, well," Henry said as she nervously scrunched up his face.
Regina looked over at Emma. She wasn't angry and didn't blame the blonde at all. She just wanted to silently communicate with her the way they seemed to do.
Emma opened and closed her mouth a few times as she continued to stare at Regina. She then turned to Henry and finally formed words.
"Actually, I've got a lot of running around to do today. Why don't you hang out with your mom until lunch then maybe she'll drop you off with me."
Emma looked from Henry back to Regina for confirmation. She softened her eyes in a silent apology for canceling their lunch date by bringing Henry into the mix.
Regina took a moment to consider the option.
"Home by seven," Regina flatly said as she kept her gaze focused solely on Emma.
Henry beamed.
"Can we go to the bowling alley again," he asked Emma.
Emma lightly laughed.
"Yeah, kid. We can go bowling again. But tomorrow, at the station, I'm putting you to work."
Henry laughed.
"I'll beat you enough times at bowling it'll be worth it."
"You think so," Emma asked.
"I beat you before, didn't I," Henry confidently replied.
"Hmm. You know what I have to say about that," Emma asked.
"What?"
Emma shot out of her chair with a playfully maniacal smile as she lunged at Henry.
Henry's jaw dropped and in an instant, he sprang to his feet and ran into the living room.
Emma didn't hesitate to chase after him.
Henry giggled all the way into the living room and looked over his shoulder occasionally check on the distance between him and Emma. Once he reached the couch, Emma gently pushed him onto it.
Regina stood from the table and slowly walked over to the living room in time to see the blonde trap Henry on the couch.
"No, no, no," Henry quickly shouted in laughter, his back on the cushions as Emma tickled his stomach and his sides.
Regina crossed her arms and leaned against the frame of the archway. A smile slowly made its way from ear to ear as she watched Emma tickle her son, their son.
"Do you give," Emma asked with the brightest, widest smile Regina had ever seen on her.
"Never," Henry yelled between laughs.
"We'll see about that," Emma said as she increased the force of her tickle attack.
"I can't breathe!"
"Then how are you still talking?"
"Emma, I can't breathe," he continued to laugh.
"Give up and you can breathe again," Emma told him.
"No," Henry yelled.
"You're feisty," Emma said. "A fighter, huh? Just like your mom."
Henry giggled a few more times before he spoke again.
"And like you."
Emma's smile lessened, but it didn't completely fade.
"Yeah, I guess so," Emma said as though she just remembered Henry was also her kid, but didn't let up on her attack.
Henry giggled even more before he yelped when Emma found his most ticklish spot.
"Emma," he yelled as he continued to uncontrollably laugh.
"Say you give and I'll stop," Emma shook her head at him with a smile.
Henry couldn't do anything but laugh.
Regina smiled as she watched the two of them together. Then a pang of jealousy washed over her and the smile faded. She still couldn't find it in herself to be upset, though. But she definitely missed the days when Henry would welcome even a hug from her. She knew she had no one to blame but herself, but she refused not to push the blame onto Henry's book. Things had been strained between them before the book, but he was a growing boy and it was to be expected.
Having him believe whole-heartedly that she was evil and had done many dark and twisted things strained their relationship further, even though she had done all those dark and twisted things. They were things a child need not know, especially not her own child. No one deserved monsters for parents. Regina knew all too well about having a beast of a mother. She didn't need history to repeat itself and she didn't think it had so why didn't Henry love her anymore?
"Okay! Okay! I give up," Henry declared. "You win. Stop tickling me!"
Emma laughed and pulled her hands away from Henry.
Henry stopped laughing and took a few ragged breaths in an attempt to calm down from his fit of laughter. He pulled on the back of the couch to bring himself into a sitting position as Emma pushed off the couch and stood beside it.
"You may call me the tickle master," Emma smugly said.
Before Regina's smile could return, she slowly stepped into the living room with her arms still crossed.
"I have to leave in ten minutes," Regina spoke up and broke the mother-son moment. "Finish your breakfast and get ready."
"I'm finished," Henry replied as he got off the couch.
"Then go upstairs and get dressed. If you can be ready by the time I have to leave, I'll let Emma buy you something unhealthy for lunch."
Henry scrunched up his face in confusion and looked incredulously at Regina.
"You called her Emma," Henry pointed out.
Emma looked at Regina with wide eyes as she realized Henry's words rang true.
"You never call her Emma," Henry added.
Regina met Emma's gaze and tried not to look as shocked as the blonde.
As the two of them stared at each other, they both knew the severity of the slip up. Regina had only ever called Emma by her first name during sex and even then there were conditions.
Regina looked back at Henry before he could turn to Emma.
"My mistake," Regina started. "Though it is her name."
"But...you never call anyone by their first name. Except for me."
Regina sighed.
"If you make me late for work you can forget about that lunch offer."
Henry shut his mouth and headed for the stairs.
Both women watched him go before Regina turned to Emma.
Green eyes met brown within seconds.
"You called me Emma," the blonde smiled.
"And you aren't getting a strip tease or lap dance from me," Regina purred as she took a few slow steps toward Emma.
Regina dropped her arms to her sides as she closed the gap between them. Her eyes scanned over the younger woman as they fell from green eyes to supple breasts down to toned thighs and finally back up to pink lips before she met the Sheriff's gaze again.
"Maybe not at lunch, but I did get you more time with Henry. I think a reward is in order."
Regina forced herself to grin as she tried her hardest not to warmly smile at the fact that Emma had indeed given her more time with Henry. Something she'd confessed to wanting earlier in the morning.
"You still owe me for not being able to satisfy me in the shower," Regina started to banter as she side-stepped the truthful thought about what Emma had done for her.
"I said I wouldn't make anymore deals, but I'll make you one," Emma started as she hooked her fingers into the waistband of the brunette's skirt and pulled her closer. "Strip tease and a lap dance from you tonight gets you an orgasm or two by my hand."
Emma slipped her hand into Regina's skirt and inside her panties to prove her point.
"And my tongue," Emma purred then leaned in and licked Regina's neck.
Regina's eyes relaxed shut.
"And my teeth," Emma added before she nipped at Regina's pulse point and rubbed the woman's clit with the pad of her middle finger.
Regina breathed out a soft, subtle moan.
"Anything else you want me to pleasure you with," Emma huskily asked as she licked then nipped Regina's earlobe.
"Nothing I want to say while our son's still in the house."
"Our son," Emma asked.
"Another slip of the tongue," Regina nonchalantly said as she tried to maintain her mask of indifference.
"Mm. There seems to be a lot of that happening with you today. First, in the shower. Then, the use of my name. Now this."
Regina took a step back, away from Emma. The movement caused Emma's hand to disappear from Regina's skirt.
"Save it for tonight, dear," Regina said.
"Can do," Emma said then stepped closer to Regina again.
Emma leaned in and gave Regina a peck on the cheek.
"I should go," Emma said and spun around to keep her focus on Regina as she backed out of the living room. "You gonna drop him off at the station or do you want to meet at the diner?"
"Why don't you pick him up at my office. One o'clock."
Regina followed Emma toward the archway between the living room and the dining room.
"Not a problem," Emma said. "Want me to bring you something for lunch?"
"I'm perfectly capable of getting my own food."
"I know that," Emma said as she felt Regina's hands come to rest on her hips.
Regina gently pushed the blonde against the archway.
"I'm just trying to be nice," Emma continued.
"I didn't take you for the good girlfriend type."
"I'm usually not. I haven't been the good girlfriend type in a long time."
"Then why be so nice to me?"
"I don't know," Emma shrugged. "So I can keep seeing you naked?"
It was a joke, Regina knew. She even smirked in response before she pressed her lower body against Emma's.
"You don't have to be nice to me for that to happen."
"I don't?"
Regina shook her head.
"Oh well. What's one more character flaw, right?"
Emma smiled at Regina and ran a few fingers through a strand of Regina's hair. She wrapped her fingers around the strand and stroked her thumb over the soft, brunette hair.
"Besides," Emma spoke up again. "I know when people are lying."
"You think I'm lying?"
"Not about being able to see you naked. Just about the not needing to be nice to you part."
"How do you figure?"
"I think you know."
Regina slowly ran her hands up and down Emma's sides, under her shirt. She moved her hands around to Emma's back and slid her fingertips down to Emma's lower back. She slipped her fingers under Emma's jeans.
"That night," Emma started again as she moved to feel more of Regina's fingers, a firmer touch. "Under the apple tree. And the next morning."
Regina cupped both of Emma's cheeks and pulled the woman flush against her. She had Emma completely pinned, sandwiched, between herself and the archway.
"You liked it," Emma finished.
Regina didn't say another word. Instead, she did what she did best and communicated entirely through the use of her body and her actions. She sucked on Emma's bottom lip then bit down.
Emma moaned and brushed her lower body against Regina's.
Regina chewed on and tugged at Emma's bottom lip a few times before she pulled back. She stared straight into her eyes for a few moments before she rested her forehead against the other woman's.
"Have a good day at work," Regina said with a wicked grin.
Emma smirked back at her.
"You too," Emma said before she maneuvered herself in such a way she was able to give Regina another peck on the cheek. "I'll see you at lunch."
Emma left an extra twenty minutes early for lunch. She'd gone straight to work wearing the same clothes from the previous night and there was only so long she could go wearing the same outfit.
She stopped by the apartment with every intention of going to the diner after she changed. Regina hadn't told her what she wanted, but that wasn't going to stop her from surprising the brunette. Something inside her knew that Regina would appreciate it even though she wasn't sure why she wanted to please the woman outside the bedroom. She didn't even understand how she could have pushed the relationship deal on the mayor. She'd never been one to put herself in a position that could break her heart. Not since Neal. He'd not only broken her heart but betrayed her all in one moment. The moment he chose to abandon her.
Emma peeled off her shirt and switched bras. The dirty one for a clean one. She neglected to put on another shirt before she searched her drawers for a skirt. The only clean one she had was one she hadn't worn since she was seventeen. She sighed as she looked at it and picked it up.
She held the skirt out in front of her and inspected it. Not much about her body had changed since she was seventeen other than when she was pregnant with Henry, but she'd managed to lose whatever weight she'd gained. She yanked on a pair of black tights and slipped the skirt on over them. She grabbed a thin V-neck shirt that complimented the skirt and tugged her boots on as she headed for the stairs.
By the time she reached the landing on the first floor, she had both boots on and ready to be laced up. However, she still stood shirtless as a key turned in the lock and the apartment door flew open.
"Oh, Emma," Mary Margaret exclaimed the second she noticed the blonde.
Mary Margaret pulled her key out of the lock and quickly shut the door.
"What are you doing home today," she asked the Sheriff.
"I'm on break. Had to grab clean clothes," Emma answered and waved the shirt she still held in her hand. "You?"
"I, uh, had a late night," she hurriedly, awkwardly answered as she suddenly trained her eyes on the floor.
"David," Emma asked.
Mary Margaret looked up and met Emma's gaze as a blush began to creep across her cheeks.
Emma knowingly smiled a lazy, crooked smile.
Mary Margaret slowly smiled back as she realized she'd been caught.
"Wait, isn't he still at the hospital," Emma asked once confusion set in.
"Yeah," Mary Margaret nodded. "I spent the night in his room."
"You had sex with him in the hospital?!"
Mary Margaret's eyes went wide.
"No! No, we didn't have sex. We played a few games. Hang man, charades. A-and we talked."
Emma relaxed then smiled again.
"Aw."
"But, um..." Mary Margaret nervously started. "There's something you and I need to talk about."
Emma furrowed her brow, instantly worried.
"He doesn't really have anywhere to go when the doctor's release him and...well, he and I have been spending a lot of time together since he woke up. So...would it be okay if he stayed here when he got out?"
"Wha- Uh, sure? But can't he stay at Granny's?"
"He doesn't have any money. When he does, though, he said he'd be more than happy to get a room there. He really doesn't want to intrude."
"So you already talked about this with him," Emma stated, a little deflated that her roommate hadn't talked to her first.
"Well, I wanted to ask you before he and I got into it, but it just came up last night. Plus, it's not like you've been spending a lot of time here anyway so I didn't think you'd mind. And he'll stay on the couch."
Emma sighed.
"It's fine."
"Really," Mary Margaret excitedly asked before she realized Emma didn't seem too thrilled. "I mean, are you sure?"
Emma smiled and nodded.
"Yeah. He needs somewhere to crash, he doesn't know anyone but you, and he's got no job. I know what it's like living on the streets. I'd hate to see that happen to someone else, especially someone with amnesia."
Mary Margaret beamed.
"Thank you. Thank you, thank you, thank you," she said as she jogged with a bounce in each step over to Emma and wrapped her arms around her half-dressed friend.
She squeezed Emma into a hug.
Emma winced as she felt the woman's hands on her back.
Mary Margaret felt Emma flinch in her arms, but that wasn't the only thing she felt. She knitted her brow and ran her fingertips over raised skin. When she thought she knew what it was she felt, she pulled away from the hug and looked up at Emma, worried and upset.
Emma gulped and looked like a deer caught in headlights.
Mary Margaret grabbed the other woman's shoulders and spun the blonde around to take a look.
"It's not as bad as it looks," Emma quickly defended as Mary Margaret forced her to turn away.
Mary Margaret gasped as her eyes roamed over angry red scratch marks. They appeared deep and fresh.
"Oh my god! What happened to you, Emma?"
"Nothing. I'm fine," she insisted.
"Is this the real reason you're here? Is someone hurting you?"
"No!"
"Tell that to your back."
"Well, yeah, someone's hurting me, but not like that."
Emma spun around and faced the schoolteacher before she continued.
"I'm seeing someone."
"Emma, if they're hurting you like this...? You really shouldn't be seeing them."
"They're not abusing me. I...I kind of asked for it."
Mary Margaret shook her head.
"No one asks to be abused."
"I'm not-" Emma cut herself off and sighed. "It's just rough sex, okay? That's what I meant when I said I asked for it."
"Oh."
Mary Margaret's face lost a few shades of color.
"So...it's the mystery man that Ruby keeps teasing you about? You and he...get rough with each other?"
Emma wasn't sure how much to tell her friend. She looked around, a little ashamed, as she nervously bit her bottom lip. The action caused her to think about Regina and the fact that the woman had had her lips and teeth all over her lip before she left the woman's house. She immediately let go of her lip in that moment.
"She," Emma slowly admitted.
"What," Mary Margaret asked, thoroughly confused.
"She and I get rough with each other."
Mary Margaret shook her head as she tried to think of what woman Emma would find herself getting physically involved with. Then her eyes lit up as she recalled the front page news the other day.
"You and Ruby?!"
"What? No!"
"But...you two were kissing at the Rabbit Hole."
"It was just a kiss. We were both a little drunk. She and I are just friends."
"Then who-?"
Mary Margaret's eyes went wide again and lit up twice as much as they had a minute ago.
"Regina?"
Emma hesitated before she confirmed it with a nod.
"Oh, Emma," Mary Margaret said with notable disappointment in her tone.
A/N: Was it worth the wait? Let me know by leaving a review. I love to hear from you, readers! More to come soon. We're getting so close to a major turning point.