A/N: I'M BACK! Let me hear your thoughts, will ya?

"Got no boundaries and no limits
If there's excitement, put me in it
If it's against the law, arrest me
If you can handle it, undress me"

(Madonna)

It did not take much for them to pack everything they had. Most things went to storage, and Emma let the landlord know they were moving out by the end of the month. Gold, as Regina had predicted, tried to persuade her from resigning, which made it easier for the professor to 'settle' with just a sabbatical year.

The university board understood that Regina would take some other courses during this time, and they were more than okay with that. Emma had to quit her job, not being able to do it remotely in any sense, however, knowing very well they like her enough to let her come back to it at any day.

Henry, surprisingly, was the most excited about the move, apparently, the thought of living abroad, for him, was a newfound adventure. Emma was enthusiastic herself, apparently, it was a long-forgotten dream she could now fulfill.

Cora, Regina's mother, lived with her husband in Rome, however, the brunette chose to move to Florence, in Tuscany, where she had already a property, and also to be close to the University and the Florence International School for Henry. Luckily, her step-sister also lived there, and even though Regina didn't talk about her very often, they managed to get along quite alright. Lena was older than Regina by a few years, and when their parents got married, she was soon off to college, so they didn't truly have time to have a sisterly bond growing up. However, after becoming adults, they realize they had more in common than they first anticipated. Both were quick-witted and sarcastic, so whenever they would meet, they would go immediately to playful banter. They cared for each other, and even though most of their lives they were apart, now they had the maturity to value their relationship.

Lena, a strong-willed red-headed tall woman, with bright blue eyes, also had a daughter. Robin was one year older than Henry, and they knew they would get along just fine, and it would help to give him a sense of having family abroad as well.

"Okay, I think this is it." The blonde finally said, after closing the last suitcase. It was the end of January and the weather was horrible, with strong wind and snowstorms almost everywhere in Chicago.

Regina held her from behind, placing her chin on the blonde's shoulder, breathing close to her neck. "Oh God, finally." They were both exhausted by all the preparation they had to undertake for the last few weeks. "I thought this would never end."

Emma chuckled. "Yeah, I know what you mean." Caressing olive skin, the taller women turned and brought their bodies closer together. Looking deep into hazel eyes, the blonde closed the gap between their mouths and kissed the older woman, tentatively. The kiss was short but full of feelings.

"I am truly very sorry to take you away from your home." Sighing, the brunette spoke quietly, still with her eyes closed. The fresh scent of soap on the other woman's skin was enough to calm her down. "I know how much you'll gonna miss it."

"Hey, don't worry about that. My home is with you, always. Wherever that might be."

"Holy shit, you never told me you're filthy rich!" Blue eyes wide like saucers, completely mesmerized by the size of Regina's house, or according to the blonde's words, a true mansion.

Two pairs of brown eyes stared at her a the same time. Henry scoffed "Mom!" while the older woman just shrugged and replied, "I always told you I was financially comfortable."

"Comfortable? That you did", the lifeguard gesticulated, still very much impressed by her surroundings, "which made me think that you're not into debts and maybe are done with paying a mortgage." The brunette rolled her eyes and proceeded to walk inside with all of their belongings, with Henry's help. "Seriously, Regina, this? This is never what I could have imagined."

"Mom, can you please help us out instead of gapping at the house?" The boy insisted, thinking his mom was making a big deal out of it. So what, it is a big house with a big yard.

"Yes, dear, our son is right." Regina drawled the worlds like she was purring. They managed to legally adopt Henry before traveling, which made now Henry an Italian citizen by law. They would start the process of his second citizenship later that week. "The house is nothing but a house, and if you're impressed, wait until you see Mother's countryside property. It is superb."

Emma couldn't think of anything more superb than the house she was standing in at this very moment. The manor was all white, with marble floors and an impressive staircase leading to the second floor. The kitchen was flawless, all stainless steel appliances and white quartz countertops, very immaculate and perfect, very much like Regina. Even the path outside that led to the house was somehow splendid. Flawlessly pruned brushes and unblemished roses made you feel like you're entering a celebrity home. It was hard to wrap her head around the fact that she would be living there from now on. Only my wife to keep this from me like it was nothing.

Henry, on the other hand, did not need much time to adjust. Running wildly upstairs, he found a room overlooking the back garden and the pool and already claimed it for himself. Before Emma could say anything, he saw Regina's approving look, so she let it slide. We can talk later about his manners.

Before they could delve much into the house, they heard someone coming in. The family was together in the kitchen, and Regina was making sure the house was fully stocked as she ordered it to be. "Ciao sorella mia, come stai?" A redhead popped into the kitchen, holding the hand of a mini copy of herself, only starting to hit puberty. "Oh, I'm sorry, where are my manners? This must be Emma and Henry." She shook their hands vigorously. "I'm Lena. Regina's sister. And this is Robin, my daughter."

Emma introduced herself properly and Henry was immediately smitten by the girl. She was two inches taller than him, skinny and pale, a few freckles on her nose and cheeks, a defiant look in her eyes. "Hi", he offered, quietly.

"Lena, ciao, I didn't expect you so soon!" Regina was immediately in her step-sister's arms, engulfed in a hug. "I thought we only would meet for dinner!" She claimed, half-hearted, clearly happy to see her sister sooner. "Robin! I can swear you grew about a foot since I last saw you. Come here and give your aunt a kiss."

The girl smiled and also embraced her, warmly. "Aunty! It is so funny to hear you speak English", she giggled. "You almost don't have an accent, like mom."

Rolling her eyes, Lena replied, "Sometimes I don't know from who this girl takes this bluntness!" And they all laughed. She proceeded, "Well, I hope you don't mind, but it is such a beautiful day outside, I thought of taking you guys to have a proper gelatto before we think of dinner."

"Ice cream before dinner? Nice!" The boy aced.

"It is settled then. I like him already!" Pointing towards Henry, Lena went closer and shuffled his brow hair. "My, my, little sis, you never told me Emma was even more beautiful in person." Her eyes roamed the younger woman's lean but muscular frame appreciatively. "What a lucky gal you are."

"Seriously, Lena, quit looking that way towards my wife, would you?" The brunette said very seriously, with a hint of amusement in her voice. "As if I would choose something bad for myself." She concluded, proud.

"Thanks," the blonde offered. "It is a pleasure to finally meet you, Lena." She was a bit self-conscious, however, she knew the redhead meant well. "You're the first person that I actually meet from Regina's family. It means a lot to me that you're so welcoming."

"Oh boy, you're in for a treat when you meet her mom. She's something else entirely!" Lena said, clearly imagining it already. "I see that you both still have a few things to sort, so why don't I take Henry with me to the gelatto shop, and you two can join us a bit later, once you're settled?"

The professor looked at Emma to see how she would feel to let the boy go out with someone she barely knew, despite the fact that Henry himself was nodding virtuously. The blonde conceded, and they said their goodbyes, leaving the newlyweds alone.

Regina promptly got closer to Emma in one swift move, "Now, you know what is my favorite thing to have here at this kitchen?" The blonde gulped and shook her head negatively. White teeth smiled viciously, "You."

Kissing her wife victoriously, the psychologist led Emma backward until her lower back hit the kitchen counter. The brunette positioned herself between the blonde's legs and nudged her to seat on the counter. White teeth scratched the pale skin of the other woman's neck, driving the former lifeguard insane. Regina was really passionate and heated, making the blonde's head spin. A moan escaped the younger woman's throat, helplessly.

"Sorry, I forgot my keys-" Lena was now at the doorway, grinning madly. "I see you didn't lose any time to christen the house already." She turned her back towards the door. "Take your time, lil sis!" She shouted from the outside. "Make our family legacy proud."

Both women panted, a bit breathless. Obviously, embarrassment started to creep their skin up until their cheeks, but as soon as they thought of replying, she was long gone. "Your sister…" Emma said, in between peppered kisses, "is really something else."

"Uh-hum," the brunette replied, without wanting to break contact with soft lips and warm skin. "Although, she has a point." Long nails scraped the sides of the blonde's ribs sinfully, causing goosebumps all over her body.

"Yeah?", Emma said, silently pleading for more, pushing herself against the brunette.

"Oh yes," skilled fingers slowly removed Emma's jeans, together with her underwear, "our family, as you know," looking directly into blue eyes, she said, hoarsely, "we have a reputation to uphold".

"What kind of reputation?" The blonde closed her eyes, immerse in the sensations her wife was causing inside her body, soft waves of pleasure slowly threatening to ripple, while she rode Regina's hand deliberately.

"A reputation," she started while twisting the blonde's right nipple, causing her to gasp and moan, "to make sure," she continued, thrusting harder inside the other woman, "your partner never had," expert thumb rubbing her clit just at the right spot, "a better lover in their whole humble existence." With that, she pressed herself hard onto the blonde, making her go over the edge in one swift movement.

The blonde moaned loudly, her body gone completely mushy after experiencing such a strong and erotic orgasm. Grinning, still not knowing she could trust her voice, "Six months ago I didn't even know you liked women." Kissing her knuckles, "Now, I am discovering you're a sex goddess." In all her honesty, Emma couldn't even remember someone that gave her so much pleasure as Regina did. "Mission accomplished, woman. I cannot think of anyone else that made me feel like you do."

"Excellent," plump red lips now smeared with the intensity of their make-out session, "and for the record, Em-ma," the blonde shivered upon hearing her name being spoken like this, "I don't like women. I only love you."

"Even better, wifey of mine," the blonde propped herself out of the counter, already grabbing Regina bridal style towards their new bedroom. Her strength was surely back, and the brunette never ceased to be impressed by her abilities. "Now let me re-tribute the favor with my own set of skills."

Regina did not need to know what Emma would do to her, however, she was sure she would come, as always, marvelously. Upon entering her with her tongue, the brunette moaned loudly, and for once she was glad that Henry picked the room across the hallway. No boy needs to hear that kind of thing.