She was entirely correct. Yesterday's words was the start of a never ending conversation. Naturally, she had talked a lot to Emma and Henry, but Zelena had been unstoppable.
She had called Regina last night.
And talked.
And talked.
And talked.
The excuse had been pregnancy tips, but it had taken long before Zelena had admitted that she just wanted to hear Regina's voice.
It had been quite impossible for Regina to get out of the conversation. She had not seen much of Harry Potter and The Prisoner of Azkaban. She had been kept on the phone for most of it, and had been forced to go into the kitchen so she didn't bother the movie watchers.
When she finally returned, she had expected Henry to complain, but he hadn't. He had just grinned at her and asked if she was done talking. Regina had teasingly answered 'no'. Because if there was something she wasn't done with, it was talking. Except for right now, though. Once again, Zelena was keeping her on the phone, ad this time, Regina had to be a little firm with her older sister. "Yes, Zelena," she said and tried not to sound too impatient. "That... sounds nice... but I... have to... go now."
"So you're with me on this one, right? I mean pearl grey IS an awful color for the nursery, right?" Zelena said. As though Regina hadn't just protested.
Regina got the littlest bit annoyed. This time she was determined to get her point across. "Henry and Emma... are waiting...for me, Zelena. We have... plans. I'll talk to...you...tonight, okay?"
"Okay, okay, sorry, sis. It's so easy to get carried away now. But you're right. Let's talk later."
"Yes," Regina confirmed. "See…You."
"Have a great day. Bye!"
"Bye." Regina ended the call and let the phone slip back in her purse. She was aware that Emma was peeking at her from the kitchen, so she tried to be very, very quiet when she cleared her throat. Emma got so worried when she cleared her throat. She was already starting to treat Regina's voice as this beautiful, precious thing. Which was of course wonderful, but Regina also suspected that Emma feared that her voice suddenly would disappear again. That was not the case, and Regina would be the first one to remind Emma of that.
For now, she rose from the couch and headed into the kitchen where Emma was waiting for her.
"I am sorry...about that," she apologized and shook her head slightly in only slightly feigned dismay. "She wouldn't... let me... go."
"I bet she didn't." Emma said and chuckled as she slipped an arm around her waist and gave her a little squeeze.
"I have... a lot of...talking to... catch... up on," Regina said as they continued into the hallway where Henry was waiting not-so-patiently for them.
"You sure do. As long as you remember to rest your voice. That's important too."
There she goes again, being all worried. "Yes... miss...Swan." Regina laughed, pleased at how easy it was for her to drawl. As she slipped on her coat, she wondered what else was easy for her. What else was her voice capable of? She was positively aching to find out.
"Gaaah," Neal cooed in his stroller, reminding Regina that he was there and snapping her out of her less than PG 13 friendly thoughts.
Probably a good thing. She really shouldn't be thinking about this when Henry and Neal was around.
"I think he's ready to go too," Emma commented, clearly referring to the sound Neal had just made.
"Looks like it," Henry said and looked at Regina. "What did aunt Z want?"
Excellent question, my little prince. A very good question indeed. The answer was… "Nothing." She gave a short laughter. "Absolutely...nothing."
"Oh," Henry snickered softly. "Can I push the stroller? Please?"
"If you're...being careful," Regina said and reminded him: "No... racing."
"I promise I'll be careful," Henry promised.
Regina trusted that. Henry was always very careful around Neal. When it came to pushing his stroller and when it came to holding him. Regina had seen it. Henry always made a point of supporting the baby's head and holding him close, so he did not squirm.
In her brain, she knew that Henry was not Neal's older brother, but in her heart she always thought 'my goodness, he is such a caring older brother' whenever she saw Henry and Neal together. It was quite problematic, really. It felt as though the longer Neal was staying with them, the more the lines blurred. And the more Neal started to feel like…. Like he was theirs. Like he always had been a part of their little family.
Even more problematic. Neal was not theirs. He was David Blanchard's son. Regina would have to make an extra effort to remember that in the future. That Neal was just a little visitor.
At last, they could leave the house and walk towards Eugenia's Inn to have that brunch Henry had talked so much about. They were ten minutes late because of Regina's extended phone call with Zelena, but nobody seemed to care about it, and Regina reminded herself that it was perfectly fine to be ten minutes late. Eugenia Wolf would probably not give their table to someone else.
Emma slipped an arm around her waist again, and Regina was once again brought out of her musings. She lifted her head and looked up at the clear blue sky. "It's a... beautiful day." Coats were still required, but there was no need for gloves anymore. The weather was definitely getting warmer.
"Yeah, it sure is," Emma agreed. "Good for your roses."
"I didn't... get to... spend any time...with them this... morning because of... Zelena." She was joking, of course, not actually complaining about Zelena's eagerness to talk to her. But honestly, she loved spending time with the roses.
Emma laughed softly. "Good thing you'll get plenty of opportunity to do that then."
"Yes." She could not wait to see her roses grow. They would be a lovely addition to the garden.
"You guys coming?" Henry called impatiently as he turned around. "I'm hungry!"
"Why don't you run along then?" Emma suggested. "Go in and find us a table. But it has to be-"
"One where there's room for Neal's stroller," Henry finished the sentence. "Yup, I got it."
He went along, leaving Regina and Emma to their own devices. Emma gave her waist a little squeeze, and Regina was nearly starting to think that Emma was doing some sneaky flirting.
That was, at least until Emma said: "how is the voice doing this morning? You've been using it a lot."
Regina was immediately concerned. "Do I sound...very hoarse?" She didn't think she sounded hoarse, but you never knew, right? And if she did sound hoarse, she would make sure to order some tea with ginger. That would help.
"No, not at all. I'm just checking in. I don't want you to strain yourself or anything."
Oh. "You're so... sweet," Regina laughed softly. "You'll know when... I get... tired. My voice... sounds like...I am...recovering from a... cold when I am... tired." That's what they had agreed on last night before going to bed. How they'd laughed about it.
"That's true."
Reminded of a particular event because of the talk of last night, Regina said: "you talked in...your sleep...last night."
"Really?" Emma lifted an eyebrow curiously. What did I say?"
"You said...say something... more." Regina chuckled. Emma had sounded so funny las night. All mumbling and sleep drunken. It had been highly entertaining.
"Really?" Emma was grinning now. "Well, not too difficult to figure out what I was dreaming about, then."
No, not difficult at all. Even in her dreams, Emma was asking her to talk to her. Regina found that to be absolutely adorable. Her newfound ability to speak was influencing everything. Even Emma's dreams.
They made it to their destination. Eugenia's Inn. Emma was as usually gallant and opened the door for her. "Milady."
Regina was just about to say, 'thank you', but then she glanced at Ruby who was standing behind the counter and realized that she wanted to make a scene. She wanted to surprise Ruby by opening her mouth and speaking. And so she tapped her lips whilst trying to look sneaky and secretive.
"You little trickster," Emma said and flashed her a smile that assured Regina that she did not find her idea to be silly. Of course not. Emma never found any of her ideas to be silly.
Henry had done as requested and had found a booth with plenty of room for the stroller too. Emma sat down next to him, and Regina heard her whisper to him: "kid, don't ask your mom why she's not talking, okay? I think we're aiming to give Ruby a surprise."
"Okay." Henry showed the same amusement as Emma had done.. "That sounds fun."
"Shh," Emma snickered.
Almost in unison, they opened their menus, but Regina had barely gotten the chance to look at hers before the ever hungry Emma said: "alright, so brunch for all three of us, yeah?"
"Yeah, but can I have extra bacon instead of sausages?" Henry asked and definitely did not play fair when he batted those big brown eyes at Regina.
Regina lifted an eyebrow in response. Bacon was so… unhealthy. So was sausages, but there was just something about bacon. You could put vegetables in a sausage to make it healthier. You couldn't exactly do that to bacon.
"Please?" Henry said, sounding extra sweet.
"You are begging, kid." If Emma tried to sound stern, she failed spectacularly. Perhaps she should try smiling less if she wanted to discipline their son.
"No, I'm not. I'm... negotiating," Henry protested.
"'Negotiating!'" Emma started laughing shamelessly at him. "Oh my god, that's hilarious."
It was, actually. Regina chuckled softly as she nodded.
"So... does that mean that I can have extra bacon?" Henry asked.
Regina surrendered. Nodding, she wiggled her fingers in the air and told him: 'just this once.'
"Sweet!" Henry said cheerfully. "And maybe cocoa instead of milk?"
Now you're pushing it, Regina thought to herself as she looked at her darling son.
"Please?" Henry asked sweetly.
That had Regina rolling her eyes. And nodding. To hell with being a stern mom who didn't allow her kids to have any sugar. It was a brunch-day. And they were celebrating. Granting Henry permission to have cocoa was hardly gonna mess up anything.
"Awesome," Henry said, grinning from ear to ear now.. "We should have brunch every Sunday!"
"Agreed," Emma said and chuckled. "Brunch every Sunday. Done deal."
Regina raised an eyebrow. Indeed? She actually liked that idea. But did they really have time to go for brunch every Sunday?
"I'm deeply serious, beautiful," Emma assured. "It's our new family tradition. I've just decided that."
Neal made an ooh sound in his stroller, and Regina turned her upper body and checked on him. Adjusted his little blanket a bit. It was almost a shame to cover that adorable dragon suit he was sporting today, but she didn't want him to get cold.
He didn't make anymore sounds. No screaming fit was brewing. False alarm.
"Good morning, guys. What can I find for you today?" Ruby had arrived at their table. Regina turned her head and looked at the waitress. Already felt amused at what was about to happen. She couldn't wait to see Ruby's reaction to her voice.
"We'd like three round of brunch, one of them with extra bacon, two cups of coffee and one hot cocoa with cinnamon," Emma quickly summarized.
"Cool," Ruby said, scribbling as she jotted down their orders. "I'll find that for you. By the way, I finished "Twisted Endings" last night, Em!"
"Yeah? And what did you think?" Emma asked and sounded a bit nervous.
Had Regina not decided to play this little game, she would have told Emma that she didn't have to be nervous.
"I loved it!" Ruby said and smiled widely. "I absolutely loved it! And I know that Isabelle cried buckets when she finished the Queen's story!"
"Really?" Emma sounded quite relieved now. Relieved and very happy. "That's awesome. Tears was kinda the reaction I had been hoping for."
Ruby laughed. Then looked at what she had just written down. "Alright, three brunch, one of them with extra bacon, one cup of cocoa with cinnamon and two coffee."
This was it. This was her moment. She wouldn't get a better opportunity than this one. "Actually, I'd...rather have...cocoa too," Regina completely casually corrected in that lazy drawl she already was getting so fond of.
Thud. Ruby dropped her little order book on the floor. She didn't seem to notice it. Was much more focused on staring at Regina with wide eyes. "Holy fucking shit!"
Regina scowled at her. "Language, Ruby... my son is... present."
Emma started laughing. And Ruby started ordering her about: "get out of that chair, Regina!"
"Why?" Regina lifted an eyebrow.
"Because I can't hug you when you're sitting down, and this definitely calls for a hug!"
Oh. She supposed that made sense, and she chuckled slightly as she stood from the chair with the words: "as you... wish."
The next second, Ruby launched herself at her and hugged her tightly. Not unlike Zelena had done last night. But at least Ruby did not lift her. Regina wouldn't have appreciated that. Like she hadn't appreciated Zelena lifting her last night either.
The only person who was allowed to lift her, was Emma Swan.
Ruby squealed as she said: "oh my god, oh my god, oh my god! This is amazing!"
"Oh yeah, definitely," Emma agreed as Henry chuckled.
Regina shared their amusement as she patted Ruby on the back. Her reaction was very sweet.
"What is all that commotion? Ruby, why are you hugging one of our customers instead of serving them? Get to work, girl!" it was rarity that Eugenia Wolf left her kitchen, but when she did, it was often to bark orders at her granddaughter
"It is my...fault... I distracted...her," Regina explained. She didn't want Ruby to get into trouble.
Eugenia made the most curious sound as she swiftly walked over to her. "As I live and breathe!" she exclaimed, tugging Ruby away and hugging Regina herself. "You are speaking!"
"Well spotted, Granny," Ruby teased.
Eugenia did not pay any attention to her. She was much more focused on hugging Regina. Tightly. Regina did not mind that at all. Nor did she mind it when Eugenia kissed her cheek. But she definitely found it surprising. Regina had had no grandmothers growing up. They had passed away before she was born. She had never thought of Eugenia Wolf as a surrogate grandmother. At least not until right now.
Emma and Henry laughed sweetly at her.
"This is truly amazing!" Eugenia said as she at last let go of her. "And I am very, very happy for you, young lady!"
"Thank you," Regina snickered. Young lady. I'm thirty five. And very, very flattered. "It feels...good to...be back."
"I can only imagine so," Eugenia said and bend down and picked up the post-it note Ruby had dropped. She looked very briefly at it and then announced: "on the house."
"But-" Regina tried to protest.
"On the house," Eugenia said, ignoring her completely. "Don't try to argue with me."
Regina didn't. She could tell that Eugenia already had made up her mind. "Thank you."
"Yeah, thank you!" Emma said.
"I'll prepare the food at once," Eugenia said. Then she and Ruby disappeared into the kitchen again.
"I think Granny wants to be your granny too," Emma quipped as Regina finally could sit down again.
Henry snickered, but laughter wasn't Regina's first impulse. She smiled softly, thoughtfully as she quickly processed. They had been so happy for her, both of them. And… "They didn't... even comment on...my delayed...speech."
"I think the one who pays the most attention to that, is you," Emma said and took her hand across the table.
"You are... probably right about...that," Regina nodded.
"But I can understand why it's frustrating for you." Emma gave her hand a little squeeze.
Regina nodded again. Couldn't help but feel slightly doubtful as she checked: "do I sound... like I am...very out of...breath?"
"No," her girlfriend and Henry said in unison, and Emma quickly added: "are you out of breath?"
"No." She chuckled, felt proud of herself. Breathlessness was something she had struggled a lot with breathlessness during her voice lessons, but that too was getting better. Eventually, it would disappear completely.
"Good," Emma said. Then made a funny little motion with her neck. At the same time, a look of pain flashed across her face. Now, what was that about? Regina tilted her head and squinted in slight concern.
"I might have slept a bit funny last night," Emma said casually and straightened her posture, rolled her head from side to side as though trying to make something give way.
Regina pursed her lips slightly. That looked painful.
"Maybe I'll have to do some yoga later." Emma said jokingly and chuckled.
Neck pain is no joke. Regina certainly didn't find it funny, but before she could get the chance to address it, Ruby and Eugenia appeared with their food. And hot beverage.
"Yum!" Emma said and licked her lips. Neck pain clearly forgotten now.
"Thank...you," Regina said and smiled at grandmother and granddaughter.
"Enjoy your brunch." Eugenia returned her smile. Then walked away.
Ruby did not. She hovered at their table. Her gaze seemed glued to the little dragon currently in his stroller.
Emma chuckled. "Is there something you'd like to say Rubes?"
"He's too cute for words!" Ruby exclaimed, which Regina found to be highly amusing. Then she bowed her head. "Hello, little dragon."
Henry laughed, as Neal went 'guuuh!'
"Aww," Ruby cooed. "Are you the cutest baby ever? Are you? Just look at you! Look at that outfit! You are just the sweetest little dragon I have ever seen in my life!" She said all of this in a very high pitched voice, and Regina couldn't blame Henry for laughing.
"Are you planning on stealing him too?" Emma asked with a grin on her face.
"I could easily do that," Ruby snickered. "If you guys ever need a babysitter..."
"We'll... Remember that." Regina took a sip of her cocoa. Some of the whipped cream ended up on her lip, though, and she had to lick it away.
"I could babysit this afternoon if you'd like."
The nonchalant offer had Regina looking up. She liked the sound of that. She liked it a lot. Henry was going over to Nick's to spend the day and have dinner. If Ruby babysat Neal, it meant that Regina and Emma would have some alone time.
Regina wanted alone time. She very much wanted alone time!
"Hey kid, what time is Nick's mom picking you up?" Emma asked nonchalantly. "Early. We wanted time to hang out."
"Dorothy and I can easily take care of lil' man for a few hours," Ruby said and tickled Neal's little foot. "In fact we would absolutely love it."
Emma looked at her. Regina returned her look and smiled to show that they were on the same page. "That would...be great."
"That's settled then. "Em, I'm expecting you to sign my book in return."
"You've got yourself a deal," Emma laughed.
"Can't wait to tell Dorothy we're hanging with little dude later!" Ruby said turning around and heading back to her duties.
Emma flashed her another look, and Regina gave a smirk. She could safely do that. Henry was busy eating.
Emma cleared her throat, and Regina chuckled softly as she gave her forearm a little squeeze. Now who has a raspy voice?
They were actually going to be alone later. Completely alone. Regina knew exactly what she wanted them to do, and judging by the looks Emma had given her, she was on the same page. Very much so. Regina could not wait. She had several wonderful scenarios in her head. And all of them involved her using her voice. Really using her voice. Like she hadn't used it in a very, very long time.
"Ma? Ma? Maaaaa?"
She was jolted out of her delicious train of thoughts when Henry tried to get Emma's attention.
"Yeeeeeeeeees?" Emma answered.
Regina immediately suspected that Emma had been just as absent minded as her.
"Your bacon is getting cold."
"Oh. Right." Emma started eating her bacon with vigor.
Regina couldn't resist the temptation. She stretched her legs and let her heel brush very softly against Emma's ankle under the table.
Emma coughed and her cheeks pinked in the most delightful way. Then she cleared her throat again and took a sip of her coffee. She wasn't fooling Regina, though. Emma Swan was grinning into her coffee. Actually grinning.
Regina brushed her heel against Emma's ankle again. She was wearing high heels, so she suspected that the brush created a bit of scratching sensation against Emma's ankle. Of course not in a painful way. Regina was not trying to cause her pain. Just a tiny little scratching sensation that would affect her sweet Emma.
Her wish came true. Emma blushed harder and unzipped her red leather jacket. Slung it over the back of the chair. "It's a bit warm in here," she mumbled.
Indeed it was. Regina snickered quietly as she took a sip of her cocoa. She would have loved to flirt some more, but Neal started cooing in his stroller and wanted her attention. Regina of course abandoned all attempts at flirting and
That was when Neal began cooing in his stroller and thereby put a stop to Emma and Regina's flirting. And that was probably a good thing. It was a diner, after all. They would have to save the flirting for later. When they were alone.
Something fluttered in Regina's belly, and suddenly, food wasn't the most interesting thing on her mind….
A good while later, Regina had been held up in the bedroom for quite a while. But not for any pleasurable reason. Just work. Perhaps it was ridiculous to do work on a Sunday, but she hadn't had the time yesterday. And now she could relax for the rest of the day. She had set up the modules for tomorrow's online lesson, and she had written down comments to the paper one of her students had sent to her and emailed it back to her student. She was on top of things. Prepared for tomorrow.
Thoroughly satisfied with herself, Regina closed the laptop and rose from bed. She stretched her arms high above her head. It had been very silly of her to sit in bed. Normally, she would sit at a table, and she should have done that this time too. Her back and neck was not too happy about it. Oh well. She would just have to do some extra yoga tomorrow.
With that decided, she headed downstairs. And found it surprisingly quiet. She frowned and looked at Emma. "Did Henry... leave already?"
"Yup. He said bye," Emma chuckled.
"Oh." Well then. Regina hadn't heard that at all. Their son had apparently been in a hurry. Always so eager to see Nick.
She turned her attention to Neal in Emma's arms. "And are...you two gossiping...about me?"
"Totally," Emma laughed. "'Cause you're so interesting!"
Regina snorted. She was not entirely convinced about that.
Emma seemed to adjust Neal in her arms and then rolled her head from side to side. The pain in her neck had clearly not gotten any better. Poor thing. Regina reached out and gently touched the back of Emma's neck. The intention was to find that muscle and dig her fingers into it in an attempt to loosen it up, but she did not get the chance to do so. Emma distracted her by shivering. "Regina," she muttered. "That's a dangerous thing to do when I'm holding Neal."
Indeed? Regina laughed softly and kissed Emma's cheek. Well. Perhaps the kiss was located a little closer to just below her ear than it normally would be.
"Where's your mind at, beautiful?" Emma teased.
"Certain...places," Regina replied. And right now, she was entirely satisfied with how hoarse her voice was. She sounded… Seductive. Sexy.
"I'm holding a baby," Emma murmured.
Regina chuckled and kissed Emma's cheek again. Emma smelled wonderful. Apple blossoms. Honey. With a tad of cinnamon. Delicious. Good enough to eat. Regina was tempted to tell her that. Very, very tempted.
But alas, her little plan was interrupted when Neal happily gurgled in Emma's arms.
Emma groaned. "I love you kid, but sometimes you're making things a bit difficult."
Regina laughed heartedly and touched Neal's chubby little cheek. He cooed again and grabbed her finger with his surprisingly strong grip. He tugged it closer to his little mouth and did his best to nibble on it.
"My finger...is not... food...young man," she chided and smiled at the look Neal was giving her. It almost looked grown up. Like he really was paying attention to her.
"I think he likes when you're talking," Emma softly commented. "He likes listening to your voice."
"You... think so?"
"Absolutely," Emma said and adjusted Neal, so he was resting against her shoulder.
Regina smiled and ended up snorting a little when she saw Neal nibble again. This time, Emma's shoulder, or perhaps rather her shirt, was the target of his gumming.
"Is he trying to eat my shoulder?" Emma inquired, and turned her head slightly.
"Yes," Regina confirmed. "He...is."
"He's got quite the appetite, our little guy," Emma chuckled and rubbed his back gently.
"Mmmm." Our, Emma had said. Our little guy. Our. The word echoed in Regina's mind. Emma had the same problem as her. Remembering that Neal wasn't theirs. Remembering that they were not Neal's…. Parents.
Parents. Regina silently ordered her thoughts to not stray as she looked at Neal. He was currently trying to eat Emma's shoulder. Little vampire.
"No drooling on my shirt, kid. Drooling is forbidden."
"He's drooling... on your...shirt," Regina informed her. And might have been smiling a little while doing so. Normally, Neal only ever drooled on her shirts. Never Emma's. It was nice to see that he had discovered that he could in fact drool on Emma's shirts too.
"Even though I just made it forbidden? That little rebel," Emma chuckled. "Good thing we have a washing machine then."
"Mmmm." Regina got distracted when she heard noise. She turned her head and glanced out of the window. Smiled when she saw Ruby coming up the pathway to their house. Right on time. Regina appreciated punctuality. Even though it was hard to achieve when living with a ten year old and a baby. And Emma Swan. Who was an expert in sleeping in. And extending their stay in bed by kissing her.
"Ooops, looks like you babysitter is here, kid," Emma said, and Neal fussed when she adjusted him in her arms. "Oh stop it. You like Ruby. Don't pretend otherwise."
Regina chucklingly agreed as she slipped into the hallway and opened the door for Ruby.
"Hey, Regina," Ruby smiled.
"Hello," Regina greeted. It still was a little strange to be able to actually greet people. Just like that. She would never take her ability to say 'hello' for granted again.
With the initial greeting over with, she showed Ruby into the kitchen.
"Hi!" Ruby said cheerfully to Emma. "I'm here to kidnap a kid!"
Emma snorted. "Might wanna rephrase that, Rubes."
"Okay, okay. I'm here to pick up a baby so his caregivers can have some adult time," Ruby shamelessly drawled.
Regina could feel her cheeks heat up and swiftly whipped her phone out of her pocket. Yes, pretending to check her phone was an absolute cop-out, but she didn't care.
"Well... I guess that's one way of putting it," Emma mumbled.
Ruby chuckled and took Neal from Emma. "Hello there, precious one!"
"Guh-guh," Neal said intelligently.
"Okay, his stroller is right there, and his diaper bag. There's obviously diapers in there, duhh. We also packed his bottle and formula, clean clothes and bib, there's also a few hats if you let him sleep outside and it gets colder, and extra socks of course, he also have a coat, but if you do put it on him, remember to leave the top button unbuttoned, okay? It buttons really tightly, and I don't want him to get uncomfortable while he sleeps and-"
"Em. Relax." Ruby cut through Emma's rather impressive babble. "You sound like a right mom."
"Yeah. I suppose I do," Emma acknowledged.
Indeed. Regina had been thinking the exact same thing.
"He's totally giving me baby fever," Ruby said cheerfully. "Dorothy would have a heart attack if she knew."
"Well, you're always welcome to borrow him."
"I'll take you up on that offer," Ruby threatened and slung the diaper bag over her shoulder. She then gently placed Neal in the stroller. "Anyway, we better get going. Dorothy is waiting for us."
"Have a... nice time," Regina said. "And don't... hesitate to...call if...something comes...up."
"Sure thing," Ruby smiled. "But don't worry. Dorothy and I will take really good care of the little dragon. He'll be treated like the royal he is."
Emma laughed, and Regina smiled. Nothing would come up. Ruby and Dorothy were very good babysitters. Regina had complete faith in them.
Emma gave Neal a kiss on the forehead. "Be a good little dragon for Ruby and Dorothy, okay?"
"Gaaah," Neal said and flailed his little hands. He was trying to grab Emma's hair. Neal loved yanking at long hair.
Regina chuckled softly as she too bent down and kissed the tip of his little nose. Whilst cleverly keeping her own hair out of reach. Regina chuckle and bow her head so she could kiss the tip of his little nose. She was going to miss him, that tended to happen no matter how short his absence was, but she was also glad to have such willing babysitters. She just wanted to be alone with Emma.
Soon her wish came true. Ruby disappeared with Neal, the stroller and his diaper bag. The door closed gently behind her, and Regina couldn't wait a moment longer. She went behind Emma and wrapped her arms around her waist. Rested her chin on Emma's shoulder. The shoulder that Neal hadn't just drooled on. soon as the door had closed behind Ruby, Regina came from behind and wrapped her arms around Emma's waist, lightly resting her chin on the blonde's shoulder.
"Mmm, hi," Emma murmured and leaned back against the touch.
"I was thinking...about taking...a bath...maybe you'd like...to join...me?" Regina asked her. A relaxing bath had been on Regina's mind all morning, but she wasn't interested in bathing alone.
"Fuck yes!"
Regina huffed, used to Henry being here. Used to moderate her language all the time. Not that cussed much of course.
"There's no children around now, beautiful," Emma reminded her and chuckled.
"That's...true," Regina snickered softly and gently spun Emma around. She cupped her cheek. Kissed her. She could not wait a moment longer.
Emma was on the same page as her. She moaned and wrapped her arms around Regina's neck. Pressed her body to hers.
We're both eager. Regina saw no reason to wait. She deepened the kiss. Slipped her hands lower and behind so she could wiggle them inside the back pockets of Emma's jeans. Could this define as grabbing Emma's ass? Possibly. Regina was entirely fine with that. She was feeling bold. Very, very bold. Unbridled, raw lust was filling her. She was practically aching for more.
Emma softly nipped at her bottom lip. Regina groaned and felt weak in the knees. Even more so when Emma's fingers traveled up to her hair. There were few things Regina liked more than Emma combing her fingers through her hair. It made her stomach coil and her toes curl in her high heels.
Sex in the kitchen was not something Regina had considered. At least not until now. She was of course being reckless, she would realize that later, but right now, asking Emma to lift her up on the kitchen table seemed like the best idea in the world. She easily and eagerly pried Emma's lips apart with the tip of her tongue and slipped it inside her mouth. Emma was just as eager as she responded to that, and oh, they were so very good at kissing each other. So very, very good!
Emma moaned, and Regina wrapped her arms around her neck. She needed Emma closer, and she needed her closer right now. She couldn't get enough. Her mind was racing. Was full of ideas. What would happen if she was to take her blouse off right now? What would Emma do? Would she do that thing where she looked at her like she was the most precious thing on earth, or would she have her sweet, wicked way with her right here in the kitchen?
Regina never found out. Her train of thoughts was shattered by the sound of a ringing phone. Her ringing phone. The sound was so utterly distracting, Regina pulled out of the kiss.
Emma whimpered. Regina glared at her phone which was lying on the kitchen table. God. Damnit. Why was the world so hellbent on preventing them from kissing each other?
"Is that Zelena again?"
Only one way to find out. Regina walked over to the kitchen table to check. She had to. Couldn't just ignore it. It could be Henry.
But it wasn't.
It was in fact Zelena's name and number lighting up on the screen.
Regina sighed. "Yes."
"Are you gonna answer it?"
Regina walked back to her and wrapped her arms around Emma's waist again. "No," she said plainly.
"She won't like that," Emma pointed out with a cheeky grin.
"I don't...care about...that...she can...wait," Regina said and flashed Emma a smile. "How about...that bath?"
"Lead the way, beautiful," Emma laughed. "Lead the fucking way!"
Regina did not hesitate. She took Emma's hand and lead her up the stairs. Emma was right behind her, and Regina was pretty sure that Emma was admiring her backside. Good for her. Regina made a whole point of exaggerating her walk for Emma's sake. Then she chuckled lightly.
"Can't help it," Emma defended, clearly knowing what Regina was amused about.
"Bet you wish...that I had...back pockets...in my...skirt," Regina teased and was pleased when she got the reaction she had been hoping for. Emma laughed. Loudly. Clutched at her hand. Seemed to sway a bit. Regina of course had to admonish. "Careful….. I don't...want any...accidents before we...reach the...bathroom." Or afterwards for that matter.
"Duly noted," Emma said. She was still chuckling. But at least not swaying anymore. Good.
Reaching the upstairs hallway, they made quick work of the walk to the bathroom. As soon as they reached their destination, Regina shut the door behind them, walked over to the bathtub and switched on the water. "Bubbles...or no...bubbles?" she had a feeling she knew what the answer was going to be, but it didn't hurt to check.
"Bubbles," Emma said immediately and expectedly. "Always bubbles. You look so good in bubbles!"
"Bubbles it is...then." Regina chuckled as she reached for one of the bottles and tipped it, letting a few drops of soap land in the water.
As the tub filled, Regina took the opportunity to unbutton her blazer and shrug it off. She unbuttoned the lines of buttons in the grey blouse she was wearing today.
Emma stood and stared at her.
Regina made a little show out of removing the blouse. The purple bra was one of the nicest bras she owned. It sort of cradled things in just the right way. Regina was very satisfied. She reached for the zipper in her pencil skirt, but then looked at Emma over her shoulder. Emma was still staring. Was she perhaps in some sort of daze? Regina did her best to keep a straight face as she asked: "are you...not gonna...undress...my darling?"
"I got distracted for a second," Emma said and grinned sheepishly.
"Oh." Exactly as expected, then. She chuckled softly as she unzipped the black pencil It loosened around her. Then slithered off. When it was pooling by her feet, Regina elegantly stepped out of it. Next step was the bra. She reached back and unclasped it. Felt quite relieved when she could wiggle out of it. It was a beautiful bra, but it came with a price. Was a bit tight.
She made short process with the matching panties. They quickly followed the blouse, skirt and bra. An untidy pile on the floor. Regina did not care. The hot water was waiting for her. Regina stepped into the tub and lowered herself under the bubbles with a quiet groan. That felt good. Almost as good as watching Emma undress. She was being hasty, Regina noticed. No attempts at elegance. But wasn't elegance overrated anyway? Why be elegant when you could be swift instead? Regina certainly found it highly appealing, the way Emma practically was ripping off her clothes and throwing it on the floor. The thought that Emma was this eager because of her, made Regina feel loved and appreciated.
And very, very turned on.
Emma's perfectly mismatched underwear was the last thing to go. She walked over to the tub and swung one leg over the edge.
"It's not...too warm...is it?" Regina asked softly.
"Nope, not at all. It's perfect." Emma swung her other leg into the tub and lowered the rest of herself into the water. She grinned a bit. "You look awfully cute with bubbles in your hair, Mills."
Regina laughed hoarsely at that. Tried to sound at least a little bit commanding when she said: "turn around."
"But then I can't see you," Emma pointed out. But she still did as requested. Good.
"Now come...c-closer to...me," Regina said softly. And ignored that she had just stuttered. It didn't matter.
"What are you planning, Mills?" Emma asked curiously, wiggling back until her back was brushing against Regina's chest.
"Massage," Regina said simply. And tried not to get distracted by Emma's body so close to her own. She was not going to give in to instincts just yet. First came pampering. She pushed Emma's hair out of the way to expose the back of her neck. Then she began kneading the muscles. They were hard. Emma was long overdue a massage. She moved her fingers in circular motions. Perhaps she had not taken a massage class, but she wasn't the worst masseuse in the world either.
"Ooooh," Emma cooed, mewling like a cat and moving her head to the side to expose more of her neck. "God, that feels so good!"
"I too have...magic fingers," Regina joked. No stuttering this time. Her voice was just crisp. Perfect. To celebrate this, she bowed her head and pressed a light kiss to the side of Emma's neck.
"Definitely." Emma shivered. "Are you trying to kiss it better, babe? Because it's definitely working."
Regina chuckled and pressed her fingers into the sore muscle. She had to soften it, and this was the best way to do that.
Emma made a slight hissing sound under her breath.
Regina immediately paused. "Am I...hurting you?"
"No-no," Emma said quickly. "You just found the bastard."
"Oh." She resumed what she was doing, and Emma groaned again.
"I might hire you for that," she joked.
"Deal. I'm glad that it...is helping. We can't have you... wincing."
"I love your hands."
"Oh yes?" immediately intrigued, Regina dropped one hand into the water and cupped Emma's left breast.
"Oh yes!" Emma echoed and pushed her breast further against Regina's hand. "I might need that more than I need a massage."
"You need...both," Regina said matter of factly.
But she couldn't keep up the massage any longer. Emma was entirely too lovely. Her body entirely too tempting. She moved her other hand away from Emma's neck and cupped her other breast.
"Mmmm," Emma breathed. "That feels so good!"
Happy to hear it. Regina chuckled at the spontaneous outburst and began the wonderful task of kneading Emma's breasts. She had imagined doing this for quite some time now, and it was wonderful to finally be able to do it.
Emma shifted the littlest bit, and naturally, Regina noticed it. "How are...you feeling, my...darling?" she inquired. Again, she had a pretty good idea what the answer would be, but still, it didn't hurt to check.
"Glorious," breathed. "Absolutely fucking glorious!"
"Good. I wouldn't...have it...any other...way."
Emma laughed. But the sound turned into these slightly squeaky yelps when Regina brushed her fingers against her nipples. They were hard. Aching for attention. Regina was more than happy to give it to them.
"You are…. So beautiful," she whispered in Emma's ear whilst touching her. "You are….. So…..So lovely."
"Oh, god!" Emma groaned, hand reaching back and cupping the back of Regina's head.
"I….. Love you," Regina continued as Emma shivered under her touches. "I love….You so…..So much."
"R-Regina!"
Speech. Words.
Regina had so taken it for granted when she was able to utter words. Now she knew how important it was to cherish each words. Each time Emma said her name. Her own newfound ability to tell Emma that she loved her.
"You are….. Lovely," she rasped in Emma's ear. Her voice was hoarse. Hoarser than ever before. Before she had lost her ability to speak. Regina was not unhappy about it. This darker voice she had gotten, was a good thing. It was something that made Emma Swan shiver.
"I...love you," Regina repeated.
"I l-love you too," Emma said. Her voice was hitching, and she was tripping over her words. It was absolutely lovely. Regina wanted to listen to it forever. She got spurred on by it. Teased Emma's nipples with the pads of her fingers.
Emma moaned and jerked in the water. Her hand disappeared from the back of Regina's head, and instead her arm wrapped around the back of Regina's neck. Regina lowered her mouth and kissed the side of Emma's neck. "Is this nice...Miss Swan?"
"Oh fucking hell!" Emma yelped.
Regina couldn't help but smirk as she moved a hand up so she gently could turn Emma's head. She slotted their lips together in a kiss. She loved that Emma had a thing for being called 'miss Swan' when they were intimate. It was something Regina would never tire of calling her.
Emma returned the kiss and her teeth very briefly bit into Regina's lower lip.
Regina was not upset about it. She was the one who wasn't playing fair with the way she was tugging at Emma's nipple. She deepened the kiss. Showered Emma's breasts and lips in attention.
Until Emma pulled out of the kiss and inhaled sharply.
"Breathe...my love," Regina reminded her. Breathing was pretty essential.
"Say something more!" Emma whispered.
Regina was obviously not opposed. "What would you... like me to...say, my- my...darling?" She asked huskily and kneaded Emma's breasts. Tweaked her nipples lightly.
"Anything!" Emma moaned and arched her back. her breasts were pushed further into Regina's hands.
"You are...so beautiful," Regina husked, words coming so, so easily to her. "So, so...beautiful. My...darling, my love...my Emma."
"Your Emma," Emma confirmed. "Forever." Then she moaned. "I l-love you. So, so much!"
"I love...you too," Regina murmured into her neck. She slipped a hand lower and brushed a fingertip over Emma's most intimate part.
Emma gasped. "More! God, that feels amazing!" Please, more!"
She does not have to say please. I will give her everything she wants. She began to move her fingertips in circular motions over Emma's clit. She was rewarded with a shiver. A high pitched gasp. Emma moaned and her arm tightened behind Regina's neck. The water sloshed onto the bathroom floor. Regina couldn't have cared less. She only cared about Emma and the way she was twisting and writhing in pleasure as her free hand gripped the edge of the tub.
"The sounds...you make are so... beautiful," she breathed in her love's ear and kissed her cheek again. "Don't stop...my darling. Just... keep going!"
"Oh god, oh god, oh god," Emma chanted. "Oh, fuck, Regina, I fucking love this! You make me feel so, so good! I want you so fucking much!"
That was a whole lot of 'fuck' there, Regina thought to herself as she chuckled gently and slipped her hand lower. She brushed her fingers through Emma's slippery folds. Stroked her in that particular way she knew that Emma loved. Up and down, up and down. She let her finger brush against Emma's clit, and Emma made a sound that wasn't so easily identified. It could have been a moan. But it could also have been a wail. Or perhaps something in between.
"Regina, please!"
That was something that Regina understood. She kissed the side of Emma's neck and gently pressed two fingers against Emma's entrance. "Like...this?"
"Fuck, yeah!" Emma panted. "T-touch me!"
Your wish is my command, my love. She slipped two fingers inside Emma. Touched her deep and slow and felt Emma shift. Turn her head. Her eyes were squeezed shut, her cheeks were tinted pink, and her lips was slightly parted. She was beautiful. Regina kissed her. Slowly and tenderly. Much like the way she was moving her fingers within Emma.
There was water sloshing over the edge of the tub as Emma lifted her hips, shifted them forward to meet her fingers. She nibbled at Regina's bottom lip and caused her to moan and nearly lose focus. Emma always made her lost track of everything when she was kissing her. Especially now when she was slipping her tongue inside her mouth. But Regina wouldn't let it distract her completely. She moved her fingers, scissored them slightly so she could find Emma's g-spot and rub it in earnest.
Emma pulled out of the kiss again. Threw her head back and cried out.
"Oh shit!" she cursed breathily, chin trembling and teeth biting into bottom lip. "Oh fuck, Regina! Don't stop! Don't ever stop!"
Obviously not. Words weren't necessary right now. She twisted her fingers and wiggled them again. Moved them backwards. Then let them slip back inside Emma's tight, wet heat. She gripped her fingers so wonderfully, and Regina had to take an extra breath at the tightness between her thighs. She was throbbing. Aching.
Not yet, she reminded herself. Emma first. She lifted her free hand and started to knead Emma's right breast again, causing Emma to make a sound that almost was a sob.
Yes, Regina thought to herself as she zeroed in on Emma's nipple. This is what it's all about. This is the best thing in the world. She would be damned if she did not shower this stunning creature in attention.
"Gorgeous," she murmured into Emma's ear. "So... gorgeous, my...love." She ran her free hand through Emma's half-wet hair. Emma moaned and cussed, and her fingers trembled on the edge of the bathtub.
Regina grew bolder in her words. "You feel…..So good, my darling…. I love….. Being inside….You."
"Reginaaaa!" Emma wailed. Her grip around the back of Regina's neck tightened.
"I love when you...say my name...like that too," Regina drawled, dotting kisses on Emma's cheek. After a moment, she trailed her mouth lower. When it was right by Emma's ear, she grew even bolder and bit down ever so gently on Emma's earlobe. Was she getting carried away? Yes, perhaps a little bit. But Emma shrieked in response. Delight and surprise wrapped in one amazing sound. Emma panted and wiggled. More water spilled over the edges of the tub.
"My Emma," Regina cooed softly and rubbed her fingers against Emma's g-spot again. She could feel how Emma's muscles were starting to grip at her fingers. "Come for me...my beautiful...Emma!"
Her coaxing was met by an 'oh, god!' and muscles clenching tightly around her fingers again.
"My darling," Regina continued, slowing the movements of her fingers down to deep and tender slow strokes. "My love... you look...so beautiful...like this."
"YOU are so beautiful!" Emma breathed back. "I love you so, so much!
"And I...you."
Emma turned her head and looked at her. Regina smiled tenderly at her. Emma moaned. The sound was deeper. More breathless. Regina knew what was coming. She twisted her fingers one last time and stroked Emma's g-spot.
Their eyes met. Emma's teeth sank into her bottom lip. Her eyes squeezed shut and she managed one last moan.
Regina kept her eyes glued to the beautiful sight. There was nothing more stunning than Emma Swan unraveling. Emma Swan coming. Her lips parted now in that silent 'o' Regina knew so well. Her core throbbed at the sight. Had Emma not been sitting between her legs, she would have squeezed her thighs together.
"Mmmm!" Emma breathed, now slumping back against Regina.
Her limpness and obvious post-coital bliss made Regina chuckle. She kissed Emma's cheek again. "Love... you."
"Love you too," Emma half-slurred. Was she perhaps falling asleep? Right here in the water? If that was the case, Regina was going to be mighty impressed. She gently eased her fingers out of Emma. "All the...bubbles are...gone." Shame, really. Emma looked good in bubbles too. Very, very good.
"We've been here for a while, beautiful," Emma croaked. She turned around in the tub and looked at her.
Regina calmly met her gaze. Might have grinned a little. She felt highly satisfied with herself. Satisfied and happy. Finally, her voice had been a part of their intimacy. Finally, she had been able to do more than moan and let her hands do the talking. Their intimacy had of course been absolutely wonderful before, but now that she was able to speak… Things had reached a completely new level. One that made Regina feel almost delirious with delight.
Emma kissed her. Regina cupped her warm cheeks and returned the kiss. Emma's hands were on her shoulders. Holding her close. But her lips didn't stay on hers for long. Soon she was kissing her cheeks, her temples, then down her neck, towards the top of her shoulder, and good god, that shouldn't even be legal!
"Oh my god!" Regina hissed. She loved foreplay, but wasn't sure she could handle too much of it right now. She was so utterly turned on she could barely stand it. And Emma lowering her hands to her breasts and kneading them didn't exactly 'help' either.
"Emma!" she breathed. "Oh!"
"Oh baby, your voice..." Emma kissed her rather than finishing her sentence. It was a dizzyingly, heated kiss that had Regina arching her back and pushing her breasts more firmly into Emma's hands. Her silent request was immediately answered. Emma rolled her nipples between her fingers, and Regina moaned into her mouth.
That's when she felt Regina's back arched. She pushed her breasts more snugly against Emma's hands, and the blonde immediately got the message and zeroed in on The kiss was turning messy. Teeth and tongue colliding and Regina's hands gripping at her partner. Emma brought this out in her. The animalistic side. The one who wasn't afraid to be vocal and snap in her movements.
In short, Emma made her feel wild.
After a moment, Emma broke the kiss, and Regina tried to breathe. An incredibly hard task when Emma was tweaking her nipples like that.
"Oh!" Regina hissed. "Fuck!"
How long had it been since she had cussed out loud? Probably a very, very long time. Regina didn't normally cuss. But again, this was what Emma did to her. She felt how Emma's fingers stilled on her breasts for a moment. Her voice was all tight and breathless when she announced: "I'm pretty sure that's the sexiest thing I'll ever hear."
Regina made a sound she in a moment wouldn't own up to. "I am...full of...surprises."
"That you are."
With that established, Regina became aware that Emma had stopped touching her, and she of course wasn't satisfied with that. "Don't...stop!"
"Sorry, love," Emma said, tossing her a sly grin. "I got distracted by your giggling."
"I do not... giggle!"
"You totally just did though," Emma laughed and pecked her lips lightly. "And it was absolutely adorable!"
"Adorable?" Regina echoed. Could she work with that?
"Mmm, totally adorable!" Emma assured her. Then she picked up where she had left off a second ago.
Regina twitched involuntarily and decided: "I suppose...I can live...with that." Then she moaned and pushed into Emma's hands once more. It felt wonderful when Emma touched her like this, but again, she did not have the patience. The wonderful attention Emma was showing her breasts, wasn't enough. She grasped Emma's right hand and pushed it lower. Under the water. Between her thighs.
"Whatever you want, beautiful," Emma drawled as she shifted her hand, so it lay more firmly between her thighs. Where Regina needed it the most.
"Emma!"
Her plead was immediately answered. Emma found her clit with the tip of her finger and started drawing light circles on the hardened bud.
Regina's lips parted and she closed her eyes. "Oh...god! That- that f-feels... so... good!"
"And you look so good like this!" A kiss to her jaw. "So. Fucking. Good!" Her clit was rubbed harder.
Regina threw her head back and bit her lip. She did not care whether she was going to draw blood or not.
But Emma clearly did. "Don't ruin your lip, beautiful. I need that beautiful mouth in one piece."
"Fuck!" Regina exclaimed, not entirely aware what Emma had just said. Her mind was honestly starting to feel a bit foggy. "Fuck-fuck-fuck! Don't...stop!"
"Jesus Christ, you're so sexy!" Another rub. "So, so fucking sexy!"
Regina moaned and made a mess as she sloshed water onto the floor. She didn't care about that either. Didn't care that her body was writhing. "I need…. Your fingers," she hissed through gritted teeth. "I need them….Inside me! N-now!"
Emma complied, and Regina garbled out a string of cusses when two slender fingers entered her. Emma immediately found the right angle and started to touch her deeply, but not particularly slowly. The snappy pace suited Regina just fine, and she cussed again. Told Emma how wonderful it felt. Her toes curled when Emma rubbed that spot within her that had her body jerking in the water.
They could be in a bed. They could be in a tub. Hell, they could probably be on a table too. It wouldn't matter. It would be absolutely mind blowing no matter where they were.
Regina whimpered "Mmm, Emma! So...good! So, so...good! K-kiss...me!"
A hot mouth covered hers. Regina parted her lips and granted Emma's tongue access. This kiss wasn't as messy as the previous one, but every bit as passionate. She let her fingers sink into Emma's drenched hair. Apple scented shampoo tickled her nostrils. The best scent in the whole world. Her left breast was kneaded, and she moaned in delight once more. Everything felt so good.
Except for the way she rapidly was running out of oxygen. When they parted, she opened her eyes and caught Emma smirking at her. Regina tried to smirk back, but had a feeling that she did not succeed. She couldn't focus on smirking. The pleasure was mounting in her. She was climbing higher, higher, higher!
"Beautiful," Emma told her as she wiggled her fingers, almost withdrawing them completely only to thrust them right back in and rubbing against her g-spot.
It was all she needed. She gripped Emma's arm tightly. Her lips parted and her eyes squeezed shut. She managed to get out a breathless: "Emma!". Then the world blurred, and she was carried away by different kinds of waves than the ones her rapid movements in the bathtub had made. Her muscles locked around Emma's fingers.
"That's it," Emma murmured. "Just like that. Keep going, beautiful, I've got you, I'm not stopping until you're done."
No, her fingers kept stroking steadily inside her.
Until Regina slowly came down from her high. Until the world stopped blurring. Until she managed a weak smile. She kept her eyes closed for just a moment longer. To bask a little extra in the bliss she was feeling right now. She was tingling all over. From the top of her head and all the way down to her toes. Oh my goodness, that was amazing. Was that even real? I'm not sure I can even describe how good that was!
She huffed a bit under her breath as her muscles stopped clenching. Blinked. Then opened her eyes completely. Focusing was a bit hard, though. Emma's face was slightly blurry.
"Hi, babe," Emma smiled. "You good?"
"Y...yes," Regina breathed. More than good, actually.
"Happy to hear that," Emma quipped. There was a little shift as she gently withdrew her fingers, and Regina huffed slightly once more. She wasn't entirely sure that she was done. She hoped that Emma was up for more.
"That was... so fucking...amazing...E-Emma!" she rasped.
"I might just be addicted to hearing you swear," Emma said casually.
"G-good." Regina tossed her a sly smile. "Because it's...gonna happen...a lot from...n-now on."
"Happy to hear that too," Emma laughed. Then frowned. "The water is cold."
"Is it?" Regina teased lightly. Gave a cough. She had used her voice a lot. Goosebumps were pebbling on her skin. The water was definitely could.
"Mhmm. And I don't want you to catch a cold or something like that," Emma said. Very gallant. But the next question out of her grinning mouth wasn't. "Do you want to move this to the bedroom?"
"Absolutely," Regina said and returned Emma's grin.
"In that case..." Emma stood from the water and climbed out of the tub. She extended her hand out towards Regina. "Come with me, beautiful."
Regina croaked out a laugh as she followed Emma's example and stood from the water. She gripped Emma's wet hand as they left the bathroom, none of them caring that they were sending sprays of water all over the hallway carpet. They were far too focused on reaching their destination.
And the moment they did, both of them tumbled onto the bed in a mess of wet hair and tangled sheets.
Emma laughed and stated: "we're a hot mess, babe!"
Perhaps they were. Perhaps Regina was entirely fine with being a hot mess. She positioned herself on top of Emma and started to kiss her way down her girlfriend's glorious body.
"Oh, fuck, yes!" Emma exclaimed. The excitement and anticipation clear in her voice.
Regina lowered her mouth. Ran her fingers gently over silky smooth thighs that already trembled the littlest bit.
And soon she proved her previous thought correct. Emma was indeed good enough to eat.
The taste of her prickled on Regina's tongue. She licked her.
Again.
Until Emma's fingers tugged slightly at her hair.
And again.
Until it was Emma's turn to cuss the whole house down.
And again.
Until Emma screamed and her body was shaking. Until she babbled nonsense.
Until words did not matter…..
"I think there's water all over the bathroom floor."
Regina gave a throaty laugh in response and gave Emma a little squeeze. She had been on the verge of falling asleep. She had no idea how long they had kept going, but eventually, their intimacy had come to a natural stop. Regina wasn't sure how long they had bee cuddling for either. She had actually thought that Emma was asleep.
"Seriously, we made a mess out there," Emma continued. Without sounding like she cared much.
"I am...sure we...did." Regina coughed dryly and cleared her throat before continuing: "do you...mind if...I...switch to...Sign Language...for a bit?" she was definitely paying the price for having used her voice so much. But my god, it was worth it!
"Are you okay? Does your throat hurt?"
"I'm fine." Regina smiled at her. "My voice is...just a bit...tired...that's all."
"I get it." Emma frowned. "I suppose that's kinda my fault. Sorry."
Regina laughed softly and switched to Sign Language as she continued the conversation: 'you have nothing to feel sorry for. I was the one who couldn't keep my mouth shut.'
"I suppose so," Emma said. Then she went quiet.
Regina recognized the look on Emma's face. She was worried about her again.
"You're going to be okay though, right? I mean, I didn't accidentally do anything that could damage-"
"Emma," Regina gently interrupted her girlfriend before said girlfriend could get herself worked into a frenzy. "I am...fine. My voice... is just...a bit fragile...right now." She was not brushing Emma off. She was assuring her. Because she could understand why Emma feared that her voice would fizzle out and disappear.
But that wouldn't happen. Not ever.
"Of course, of course," Emma said quickly and kissed her cheek. "Spare that beautiful, sexy voice, okay? Use Sign Language for as long as you need to. I don't care if you don't speak anymore today, okay? As long as your voice is going to be okay."
Regina answered by kissing her. Emma gave a little groan, but none of them were able to keep up the steam for long. Regina was exhausted, and she suspected that was the case for Emma too.
"Nap before we have to pick up Neal?" Emma asked. Thereby confirming Regina's suspicion.
Regina nodded and tugged Emma down on top of her. But this time it wasn't with any naughty intentions. She just wanted closeness, that was all. She began writing on Emma's back and felt more than heard Emma purr softly into the crook of her neck. Perhaps Regina's voice needed rest right now, but lack of speech didn't mean lack of communication. It never had and it never would.
It's very fortunate that there are so many ways to talk to each other, Regina thought to herself as she lazily wrote 'I love you' on Emma's naked and slightly damp back….
To Be Continued…