Direct and Linear Relationships

by Oldspicelife

Emma Swan is a barely 17 year old senior. She just has to worry about getting through the year, but a new Physics teacher might make her last year in high school much more interesting.

40. Chapter 40

I swung my leg from one corner of my bed to the other feeling the cotton practically caress me with every inch of its fabric.

Today was good already. I had no reason for knowing this except my intuition telling me so. Slowly, I let my fluttered open but groaned, closing them shortly after being met with blinding rays of sunlight streaking through my window. Rolling over onto my stomach I let my right leg and right arm dangle off the side of the bed, feeling my hair cascade partially over my face. Giggles floated up the stairs and hovered over my bed then followed with the sound of kissing cueing me to groan once more.

"Shh, I think she's up." Jefferson's groggily morning voice whispered from below.

It suddenly got so quiet that if it weren't for the squeaking of the stairs I would've sworn the aliens finally came, beaming Jefferson and whoever is downstairs with him up to their spaceship, giving me a chance to finally catch some sleep in peace. The footsteps reached the top of the steps then halted in their tracks. I forced my eyes back open and glanced up to see a shirtless man in Pac-Man boxers holding a plate with another figure standing behind him. After blinking rapidly without getting any sufficient process of unblurring my eyes I sat up, putting a raised hand by my face to block the sun and squinted almost painfully to look at them.

"Jefferson is that you?" I rubbed my eyes finally achieving my goal in clearing the sleep from them and saw him standing with his arms out, holding a plate with Isaiah standing beside him with a smile on his face.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" they shouted so loud that it caused me to my jump back. Not realizing how close I was to the edge my momentum took me off the bed and I landed on my back with a nice heavy thud. "Oh shit."

Yea no shit.

Jefferson was by my side in an instant along with his boyfriend, "Hey Isaiah." I greeted, gracious that he was helping me off the floor before shooting a death glare at my roommate.

"What the fuck was that?" I threw a soft punch at his shoulder. Jefferson winced at the contact and held up his hands in surrender. He knows that I don't like to be woken up like that so what the fuck was he expecting? A Macy's Day Parade saying 'thanks for remembering my birthday.' I mean I appreciate but fuck dude…

"Hey, I come bearing breakfast." Pointing to my desk I let my eyes follow and saw a triple stack of pancakes with melted butter, syrup and strawberries on top with a side of bacon and hashbrowns to complete. Well damn, now I feel like an asshole. "Happy Birthday, Emma." His voice dropped and as he swooped me into a big hug I let myself relax against his warm skin, wrapping my arms around his back.

"Thank you." I whispered, squeezing him with all my love, "Sorry for snapping at you."

"Eh," muscular shoulders shrugged, "I knew what the consequences of my choices could be." Leaning down he kissed my cheek, letting me go to face Isaiah who was quick to wrap me up in another hug.

"Happy Birthday girl!" Isaiah was cautious not to be too loud this time but was also excited enough that I could still feel his joy that having made it another year around the sun. He was such an amazing guy, and they complement each other so well.

"We'll let you eat in peace, but first-" Jefferson gleamed like a child opening his gifts on Christmas day. Fuck, I am not equipped to handle this much pep in the morning. "I want to go over the plan with you for today. You have brunch with the Big Swans at eleven and at six we have reservations at Virtuality. And you're not allowed to wear sweatpants tonight."

Groaning a little obnoxiously I sat down on the crumpled comforter and fell back against my bed, wincing when the sun shined right into my eyes.

"I know, I know. It's the worst day of the year." Jefferson retorted, his tone dripping with sarcasm. I heard his footsteps get closer and I braced myself in case he decided to jump on me this fucking early in the morning. "Everyone compliments you and tells you that you look fabulous even if they're lying and they smile at you and give you gifts and basically make you the star of the room. Oh the horror."

Suddenly I felt heavy weight near my abdomen and muscles squeeze tightly around my thighs then felt the bed dip to my right. Curious, I glanced up and found Jefferson sitting on top of me and Isaiah lying next to me.

"Actually we can pick out your outfit now so we won't have to worry about it later."

"No."

"I will earthquake your bed."

"No, don't!" I pleaded.

"Ugh, fine." Jefferson sighed out, like I just broke the news that acid wash jeans are back in style. "But only because you just got this new bedframe." He sat back on his heels and just as I was thinking about the nicest way to throw him off me a sharp poke hit my ribs.

"Fuck!" I yelped, seeing the devilish grin cross his face." Okay, Okay. Guess I don't have a choice in this matter. He must've been able to read my mind because he poked another one of ticklish spots. "Stop." I whined but it ended with a laugh and finally he ceased his movements.

"You'll get up?"

"Because you know if you don't Jefferson won't stop, I'm sure you know that as well as I do." Isaiah added as he propped his elbow to rest his head in his hand.

"Yes, yes. I'm up damn it."

"Don't give me any attitude missy." Jefferson finished as he rolled off me and walked over to my wardrobe rack. "So, will Regina be joining us tonight?"

With small movements I began to scoot myself off the bed and hung my head once my feet hit the rug. Resting my eyes for a moment I tried to gather enough energy to look at my phone where I would hopefully find a message from her. When Regina said she wanted to take it slow I was thinking a turtle pace, but no this is more like a sloth's pace. And I get it, I don't mind taking it slow but we haven't even kissed yet.

"At Virtuality? I don't know. I think she'll be spending her evening grading homework and stuff. But I'll get to see her tonight regardless of if she goes or doesn't."

"Well I sent her a text about this morning." He threw a glance at me in the mirror, sending me a smirk and I couldn't help but narrow my eyes at him. Plopping in the chair near my desk I unlocked my phone to see the tons and tons of Instagram notifications and text messages. "Can I just say that I'm so happy you two are back together."

Me. Fucking. Too.

"It's kinda wild. I've had to pinch myself a few times these last two weeks to make sure it's real." Picking up my fork with my free I slid it down between the fluffy , tender stack of pancakes, moaning once the moist food melted on my tongue. Damn, this is so good.

"Sounds like you hate it." Isaiah teased from behind me.

"I hate it so much." Shoving another fork full in my full in my mouth I tapped the message icon on my phones with Ruby's name up at the top. She loved being first at everything but I guess in this case it meant she was the last person to reach out to me, which makes her thread the first thread in my messages. What a mind fuck.

As I scrolled down Regina's named finally appeared and I smiled wildly, almost on the verge of giggling. She texted me at midnight exactly and as impossible as it is to believe my grin widened even further. Deciding to save the best for last I went back up to Ruby's.

Happy Birthday to my favorite 18-year-old. We'll be friends 'til we're old and senile…and then we'll be new friends! I love you so much boo. We'll celebrate soon.

Chuckling at the text I sent her a gif of two little kids running towards each other with their arms, embracing once they met in the middle. Bummed isn't the word I used to describe the disappointment I felt when I found out Ruby, Belle, and Killian wouldn't be able to hang out with me. Stupid birthday just had to fall on a Wednesday. What kind of mess is that? Even my friends from work were busy with, well, work.

"Would you hurry up and drool over your girlfriend's text already. I want us to pick out some clothes before Isaiah and I head out." He began taking out a couple pants out along with some button up shirts, and a couple of cropped hoodies. I sighed when I didn't see a single pair of sweatpants folded over his arm.

"I still don't understand why we have to do this now." I muttered, taking one last big bite of my birthday breakfast and dragged my feet over to him. Throwing clothes on my bed Jefferson left one hoodie that cut off around just under my breasts, dangling from the tips of his fingers as held it up to my throat.

"Because Zay and I have to finish up some stuff for tonight." He replied swiftly, letting his eyes drift between the shirt he was holding and to the pants on the bed.

"What about the burgundy joggers, babe." Isaiah offered causing Jefferson's eyes to light up like he had found the missing piece to a puzzle he wasn't able to complete.

"Finish up what for tonight? We're just going to the arcade. Doesn't seem like there would be much to do." Unless we aren't going to the arcade. Which high key would be a bummer considering all I wanted to do tonight was lose myself in a massive building made for adults tapping into their inner child.

"Or we could do the leggings." Jefferson answered his partner, running right over my comment.

"Leggings…really…?" Zay's tone suggested that he didn't need to elaborate just how ludicrous and frankly dumb that comment was. But really though? Leggings? The only time I wear any type of spandex pant is when I climb. And do I have to work today? No. So will I be wearing leggings for my eighteenth birthday? Also no.

"Yea, you're right. Hard pass." He took the shirt aways from my body, hooking it on one of the knobs on my dresser and draped the burgundy joggers over the shoulder of the hanger. Okay sure. You can just continue to talk around me like I don't fucking exist. "And it's none of your business." Jefferson finished, looking right at me.

"What?" Can he really read my mind?

"You asked 'finish up what tonight?' and I'm telling you that it's none of your business." Finding a flannel shirt he chucked it near my outfit, smiling in triumph. "There, now your outfit is complete."

I actually kind of like it, except the flannel, "You know I don't do lumberjack clothing."

"You're not going to actually wear it. You just wrap around your waist. It adds a fun hipster vibe." Clasping his hands together he did a final once over of my 'fit, "Now that the look is done, we'll leave you be. Go, finish up breakfast and continue gushing over all your loving birthday texts."

"Yes, Your Majesty, right away." I bowed, earning a less than impressed look crossing Jefferson's face before his head cocked and a teasing smile fell on his lips.

"Damn right. And don't you forget it." He added, turning around and began walking down the stairs. A gentle squeeze was felt on my shoulder followed by a quick kiss to my cheek.

"Happy Birthday Em." Isaiah whispered, following his lover, intertwining their fingers and disappeared from my view hand in hand.

When the door to his bedroom door closed I let out a sigh I didn't even know I was holding. The silence was a little eerie in a haunted mansion type of way once they dipped back into privacy. Grabbing my plate and phone I walked onto my balcony and sat in the patio chair while gently placing my things on the table. Immediately diving back into my yummy food, I scrolled through my messages, laughing and responding. Finally, I came across Regina's.

I hope you feel nothing but love positive energy as you are showered with gifts and graced with the love of those closest to you. Happy Birthday Emma. I love you.

I probably looked crazy to any outsiders watching me from their yards or windows, staring at my phone with biggest smile on my face from a simple text. But honestly. Fuck 'em. I had always been the one to laugh obnoxiously during the cheesy romcom films where the guy chases down the girl in the rain, professing his love for the girl, ranting about his feelings and the way his heart beats funny when he's around her but now, I could understand where that pathetic, love-chump was coming from.

I love you too Regina. Thanks for the birthday wishes. Are we still on for tonight?"

As I waited for a response I finished the food on my plate, stuffed to the brim. Sitting back in my chair I enjoyed the quietness of the morning, the random sounds that came sailing in the breeze; the bird's that sung sweetly, almost tangible, as if it were softly spun sugar. Tilting my head I gazed upon the clouds, imagining that I could sit on them until they condensed to form the random ideas that quench my mind.

Ooh, I might have to cancel tonight. I need catch up on grading since a certain someone has been holding all of my attention.

Damn I don't even get to hang out with my girlfriend tonight? What kind of shit is this? Fucking Wednesdays.

Really? Even on a special day like today? I don't generally use my birthday as leverage but it's either that or I say I'm moving away to some foreign country or something else drastic, because there's no way in hell I'm going all day without seeing her. My fingers thrummed against the table as I waited for the much anticipated vibration of my phone and when it finally came I was relieved.

I see you're pulling out the big guns now. I'll let you know once I figure things out, but for now I will leave you because I must teach. Talk soon!

Yes please! Have a good day at work. Love you.

And with that I knew our conversation would cease for at least a little while. Sighing, I stood up, grabbed my plate and headed back inside to put my dish in the sink. As I trotted down the stairs Jefferson open door caught my attention, but his room was quiet. Guess they already left. To the left, I noticed a bouquet of flowers, beside it lay a small wrapped gift sitting on the coffee table. Rinsing off my plate with speed, tossed it in the mini dishwasher and bolted to the couch. The floral aroma of the sunflowers, orchids, and lily's snaked under my nose and for a moment it felt like I was walking through the botanical gardens. Attached to the vase was a little note that read:

To Emma,

Happy Birthday Roomie! You're finally an adult! At least in the eyes of the law. Love you to the moon and back.

-J

Short, sweet, and to the point was very much Jefferson's style. God I love that man. My fingers began to glide under the folds of the wrapped gift, tearing off the taped edges. Once I was able to get the wrapping paper off, I lifted the lid off the box to find a beautiful wall tapestry folded neatly inside. It was a black and white Medieval Zodiac Divination chart. I fucking loved it. Taking my gift upstairs I eyed which wall I wanted to hang it on, but I only had two so I don't have a ton of options. Picking the one behind my bed I used all my strength and moved the heavy piece of wood away from the wall. Looking down to see how much space I had the shiny lettering of my yearbook gleamed from below.

Bending down and grasping spine in between my fingers I sat on my bed and flipped through the pages. I haven't read through any of the messages that my friends wrote, so why not do it now? Ruby, Belle, Killian, and Jefferson each took up two entire front and back of the blank pages they leave open towards the end of the book. Reading through them gave me laughter, happiness, and also brought on tears. Tears that celebrated the future and desperately missed the past. And then on the final page there was that unmistakable legible cursive Regina's writing produced. I remember when she gave this back to me at school, when I thought that we were truly over and maybe that's why I haven't opened since then. I convinced myself that I would feel too many bad memories but I didn't realize that I was sealing away the good memories too.

To My Little One,

The sun rises so that we can appreciate the day. The moon appears so that we can appreciate the night. You appeared in my life so that I can appreciate what it means to love and be loved by someone like you. I am forever grateful that you continue to appear every day. With you, I am complete. Without you, I am a ship without a sail floating aimlessly through dark waters. Thank you for giving me an opportunity to feel this once in a lifetime type of love.

From,

The Phar to your Cyde

I chuckled at the reference while my vision blurred as droplets of salty liquid fell on to the page. Leave it to Regina to bring out the full water works. Clearing my eyes and spotting my speaker I turned it on, connected my phone and let the apartment drown in The Pharcyde's Passin' Me By.

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I pulled into the parking lot of Virtuality sporting my new helmet that mom and dad gifted me during our brunch today. As much as I didn't want to admit it I felt grateful that Jefferson woke me up early, that way I was able to enjoy my tasty breakfast and not be too full for brunch. Speaking of, standing outside as he promised Jefferson anxiously waved at me. To my surprise the parking lot was extremely full but luckily they added motorcycle spots, even if it was all the way in the back. Once parked and my bike secured, I walked to entrance.

"I didn't think it would be this busy on a Wednesday night." I greeted, reaching my arms out to pull him in for a hug. We planted a kiss on each other's cheek at the same time, embracing tightly before separating. He eyed my outfit before an approving smile crossed his face and I have to say…he earned his kudos with this look.

"Yea it's super packed inside." He held my hand and opened door to a pitch-black arcade.

"What the-"

"Surprise!" The arcade erupted with a loud scream as neon lights flashed around me. I jolted backwards, and thankfully this time Jefferson was there to catch me, his chest shaking with laughter. The fuck. See, this is one of the reasons why I hate my birthday. I have to talk to so many people and pretend like I have any interest in what they're saying, when really I'm just thinking about different ways to make them go away.

"I know you hate you parties, especially surprise parties," Jefferson said into my ear as he steered me along towards the giant cake in the middle of the room, "But you're finally the big one-eight." Everyone around me began singing the Happy Birthday song terribly off-key and although I was fighting a cringe from running through my body it was struggle to keep happy, pleased, thankful smile on my face.

Hopefully there will be some booze at this party.

Feeling a gentle push on my lower back from Jefferson, I bent down to blow out the candles holding my lightly curled hair back. After three attempts, I figured that they were trick candles and swiftly turned to hit J's arm but accidentally connected Killian.

Wait.

Killian?

"Ouch!" he said with a mock frown and rubbed his forearm. I was frozen doing a double, triple, quadruple take at the man standing in front of me.

"Oh my god, Killlian!" I shouted, practically pouncing him. Arms flew around me, holding me like I was his own personal life vest.

"You know I wouldn't miss this birthday for the world." Burying my face in the crook of his neck and smiled. Once I pulled Belle and Ruby popped up behind. Holy shit. They made it. They all really made it. The fact that Ruby was here surprised me the most. I mean she lives in another country and somehow, someway she managed to fly back to California and surprise me. I'm one lucky human.

"Biiiiiitch…" Ruby sang, waving her arms in the air before pulling me into a hug with a smile. Soon Belle's scent floated around me and a warm body was pressed against my back. We embraced for awhile until the lights brightened in the arcade and I was able to see everyone that was here. My volleyball squad showed up, my rock-climbing team showed up, Zelena waved at me from the corner, even Ethan was here and a quite a few people that I didn't recognize. Wiggling out of the hold I faced Jefferson in awe at what he was able to pull together.

"Did yah boy do it right?" his lips shifted into a crooked smile with his arms out wide.

"You absolutely did it right. Thank you." I was so grateful that he cared enough to throw a surprise this big. Just as he leaned down I leaned up, both of us wrapping our arms around each other. I thanked him repeatedly then kindly stepped back, sliding out from his arms and smiled at him again. "I have to my rounds. So don't move" I shouted over the banging music, seeing them nod and mouth 'ok'.

This was particularly why I didn't like my birthday. I had to be nice to other because they took time out of their day to celebrate me. But with this crowd there's no need to be fake, there's no need to feel like I had to be "on", and I very much appreciated it. My first stop was Zelena. Of course I couldn't pass up a chance to tease her about having nothing better to do on a Wednesday night than to hang out with high school graduates. We did our normal tennis match banter until she saw Belle, then it was like pulling teeth to keep her engaged. I get it, if Regina was here I'd be the same way.

Wishing me a quick happy birthday Zelena excused herself, making a b-line to my friend. Struggling through the packed bodies I collided into someone who stepped back too quickly, and my back hit another person's. Reaching out I held onto the nearest arm, which didn't help much because they just pushed me off. I felt like I was a damn ball in a pinball machine. Soon Kiya's face appeared, seeing me ping in the crowd obvious concern was apparent on her face. She fought through the smashed bodies and grabbed my hand, leading me back to the outskirts of the mass.

"Thanks," I mumbled and she shrugged it off.

"No problem. You looked like you were drowning." She teased taking me to the group standing off to the side deep in conversation were my friends from the gym and volleyball team idled in conversatin. Once we got near they all turned and wished me a happy and healthy birthday. It was really good to see everyone, truly. This reunion felt like it was needed a while ago and the since it's happening today it makes me feel even more special. Seeing everyone mingle with each other was a pretty sight because you never know how your different groups of friends will interact with each other. At some point everyone started finding me, working brillantely in my favor that way I could save my leg energy. Belle and Killian passed out cake to everyone and soon people more people settled into the group.

"Ugh," Killian groaned, "This cake is delicious."

"Come on, you know Porto's does it right!" Jefferson leaned over, nudging his shoulder against Killian's causing the giant piece of cake to fall off his fork and onto the floor. He shot over one of his best death glares and as if Jefferson could see the event play out he took off running with Killian close behind me.

"You mother-" He trailed off leaving the rest us to chuckle with our slices in our hands.

"Do they always do that?" Kiya asked before she slipped a bite size piece in her mouth.

"Yes." Belle, Ruby, and I answered in unison.

"So I think I missed your name…" Ruby asked, looking at Kiya from under her lashes. Hm. Interesting.

"Kiya." Extending her arm she held her hand out and Ruby took it, keeping her blue eyes laser focused on the woman before her.

"Ah so you're the famous Kiya. Emma has told me so much about you." Um, I really haven't. Closing the gap Rubes took a step forward. "She however failed to mention how beautiful you are."

Belle and I locked eyes over their clasped hands, both us trying to suppress our laughter. T called out to the group rounding everyone up for a game of air hockey. One of the most beautiful sounds I know is the wobbly clink of a dinged up puck dropping into the goal.

"Oh you know I'm down." Shoving the rest of the cake in my mouth, I jogged over to the table and slipped the coin inside hearing it tumble down the chute. The whir of the fans grinded on shooting puffs of air through a grid of tiny holes. I bent into my goal tending crouch and clutched the striker in my hands watching T get into position. The sound of the strident whack of first contact filled the arcade and for a moment the puck hit neither my striker or the goal, instead ricochets back to her. The harder she smacked it the harder and faster it returned, I hoped she would tire herself out but because hell, I can barely keep up and right away I was victim to the helpless volley between herself.

Suddenly she hit a sneaky, rapid bank shot that pinged off the left and slid right into my goal. This bitch really knows how to play. Just as I took the puck out in hopes of redeeming myself the door to the arcade opened and the entire building quieted down, sparking the electricity in my body.

There's only one person I know of that can silence a room upon walking in. Turning my head towards the door a smile as big as my muscles could physically manage came across my face. There she was moving as slow as light itself, though through my days in physics would tell me light is fast, but to the naked eye it comes so slowly as if it's brightened and dimmed from sunup to sunset.

"Girl you better go." Belle said and I didn't need any more permission, handing my striker off to the nearest person before walking over to Regina.

Time passed as quickly as ever, but there was something about this moment that allowed me to perceive each second stretched tenfold. Right foot after left foot I slithered through the bodies never taking my eyes off her as she looked around the arcade, seemingly browsing for the only intention to pass time and after one very long second her gaze met mine from across the building, feeling the sparks begin to pop around me as I watched the corner of her lips turn upward into a satisfied, small smile, escorted with a playful wink.

I was finally eighteen…

My heart thudded painfully against my chest both in lingering paranoia that we were officially out together in a public place and in my want to feel her lips against mine.

She was no longer my teacher…

She watched me step out of the crowd and I can tell she's taking me in, the look on my face, the body language I'm giving her, the air confidence that decided to hit me at this random time. One eyebrow raised as my legs moved closer and closer on their own accord.

No more rules holding us back…

Continuing her stride, brown eyes bore into mine with one hand resting lazily in the pocket of her leather jacket while the other arm swayed in tempo with her step. She lifted her chin as her lips parted slightly, serving nothing but sex on legs. Before I could draw in a breath of air that my body needed, her hand slid across my cheek once we met in the middle, giving me a dark predatory glare. My fingers slid down and cupped her waist, pulling her flush against my body. The lust clouded earthy eyes darted to my lips and as I bent down her pupils widened with want.

Like fireworks, the electricity burst through my chest, waist, and settled in a pool of heat at the base of my stomach once our mouth connected. Hungrily, our tongues fought for dominance through the song of our moans and whimpers. My head swam with a desperation of tingles and my skin buzzed happily, leaving a trail of hot fire wherever her fingertips danced. It was so intense that I had to move my mouth from her the moment it felt like concrete clogged my airways, grip onto her hips so I could lean against her and regain my breath. I felt her struggle against me herself and with a groan she lightly pushed me forward against the pool table.

Regaining my strength I pulled her back in for another kiss, this time snaking my hand down to her ass, pulling her center closer to me and she let out a small squeak against my lips before smirking and nipping at my bottom lip. I've melted into Regina's form. Hands fold around my back drawing me in closer, feeling the heart that beats within. When I tried to speak my voice faltered into intangible mumbling and Regina slid one of her hands up my back, gave a comforting squeeze to my neck and began stroking my hair.

Pulling away we stared at each other, me in disbelief and Regina in content. From the far right side of the room I heard a squeal and had to contain a chuckle at Ruby and Belle, 'Wait, is that Ms. Mills?' T whispered, 'Oh that Regina' Isaiah added, 'Good for you, Emma' Kiya chimed in, their words swirling around me as the whispers floated, suspended in the air.

"Happy Birthday little one." Regina greeted quietly, feeling her lips brush against my ear with each word she spoke.

"You know I'm taller than you now." We shared a chuckle, scanning the frozen faces of awe around us.

"Oh boy," Smoothly her mouth slid into a smirk as she nudged her head to the audience, "We seem to be the topic of the exciting comments among the crowd."

"Oh, yah, I guess we are. Looks like we'll be everyone's favorite distraction for the next five minutes." Threading my fingers around hers I kissed the top of her hand and stared out at everyone. "Enjoy the spotlight."

As we walked hand in hand I could see Ruby bouncing up and down, Zelena and Belle were having their own private conversation just behind her with Zelena glancing up at us every so often. Cheers erupted by us and for a moment I thought I was for Regina and I until I saw Diego doing his celebratory victory dance near the hockey table through the dim lights. Everyone except my main four, Ethan, T, Rachel and Kiya were huddled once more around the table cheering for their favorite person. Wow the novelty of us wore off fast. At least for some people. T stood there with her arms crossed and hip cocked out to the side and Ethan whose bottom jaw dropped so wide that he could've caught any flies buzzing around.

"Fuck!" Looking to the right Madison jabbed the buttons on the neon colored machine she was standing in front off and slammed her hand against the side of it in frustration.

"Some one should go check on Mads before she Hulks out and breaks the Street Fighter game." I stated as soon as we neared the remaining friends.

"Fuck that she's fine. What the-"

"Sis!" Zelena's voice boomed impressively loud over the latest rap song that pumped through the speakers around us. "You always did know how to make an entrance."

Regina dropped our joined hands in sight of everyone and tenderly moved her thumb across my skin before releasing to engulf her sister in a hug. They walked off arm in arm leaving all us staring at the tight jeans clinging to their asses.

"What in the actual fuck." Ethan shouted. Ah, nice to see you finally pick your jaw off the floor.

"Exactly. Fucking exactly." T added, pointing to Regina as if we needed any more of an explanation on who they were talking about.

"Everyone just relax." Belle answered, taking her place inside the circle we inevitably stood in.

"That's easy for you to say. Y'all clearly already knew about this." T stated but it was on the verge of whining. "I'm just shocked. You fulfilled the fantasy of every single kid who was taught by her or simply had the privilege to interact with her."

"I'm just bummed because I thought I was her favorite student." Ethan pouted, even poking out his lip. Of course that's all he cared about. Can't believe this fool really thought he was the favorite of the 180 students she taught this year. Bruh, why?

"It doesn't matter," Ruby covered up quickly, "Emma is eighteen and Ms. Mills no longer holds any academic power of us. They can do whatever they want."

"Exactly, they're essentially equals." Belle wrapped her hand around my arm drawing comforting circles with the tips of her fingers.

"Facts all day. Now can we please move on? I want to get to Beat Saber with the birthday girl." Jefferson pulled me along with Belle in tow. Rows of machines with pictures on the side beeped and booped loudly as people either struck gold with an overflow of tickets or struck out and you knew when people struck out because the traditional shrill of the loud buzzard that told everyone in the arcade that you failed. Once we reached the Beat Saber enclave Jefferson wasted no timed holding out the spare VR headset, while the rest got settled in behind. Once we slipped it on the were immediately immersed in the game.

"Your birthday, your pick."

A smirk crossed my lips knowing exactly which song I'm going to. With a controller in each hand I adjusted the difficulty to Expert+ and clicked Eminem's Godzilla, hearing our friends, 'Oooh' around us.

"Okay, I see you. Going in raw." Jefferson teased but I knew he was secretly up for the challenge. Although it's one of the shorter songs Godzilla's end records faster, thus making it a bit challenge to keep up. Kiya and Ruby began clapping and whistle's floated in the air, one in particular caught my attention. My ears were tuned to pick up the sound of the sweet noise that flowed through her lips.

Regina.

Now I for sure need to put on a great show.

My surroundings in the virtual reality got dim with a combo and score counter on my left along with Jefferson's and his game avatar to my right. "Ah, you're a monster" rang loudly and soon the blue and red cubes were flying at us sporting the arrow that told us which way to swing the saber. Damn, these cubes move a little quicker than I remember but we stayed neck and neck, neither of us missing, keeping our combo perfect. The cheers rose volume and I could've sworn I heard them chanting my name.

As the beat picked up so did our movements and wondered how ridiculous we looked to everyone around us, watching our arms flail and body move. Feeling the burn in my shoulders wasn't help my case either but I trudged on because we were getting to the good part. Our friends began to rap with lyrics as the string instrumentals began to swell until Eminem's flow became too quick for them to keep up leaving Jefferson and I to whip our sabers around as if we were Jedi's in training.

Finally the sweet words that would pause this madness; "Ah, look what I'm planning" capped off the song and I dropped my arms. You'd think that all the rock-climbing would help with something like this but I guess not. Taking off the sweaty head set I glanced over to Jefferson whose hair was in disarray and his face beat red. I imagined I looked very similar, being that I can feel my hair sticking to my hot cheeks.

"Damn it. Lost by 100 points." Jefferson pouted, tossing the VR goggles on the stand and walked off the podium. Deciding to stay a little longer on my very literal pedestal while our mini crowd chanted 'Rematch, Rematch!', but it didn't take long for me to recognize the beautiful woman cutting through the groups of hormone-filled teenagers. Once she broke free of the cluster, I felt the damn warm coil tightening in my stomach at the sight of her eyes fluttering over the bodies. She probably already thought I walked off, but after she'd given up on trying to find me in the crowd her eyes moved the platform.

We locked gazes, her features broke into a wide smile where wrinkles formed at the end of her eyes and I felt my cheeks warm up even more. Moving my stare off her, I waved to my friends and began to descend to the ground floor. There were a couple 'boos' but fuck it, we'll rematch some other time.

Looking back in Regina's direction I noticed she had begun to sink into the shadows near one of the exits in the back that led to the parking lot. The light door swung open as a couple walked in and she slithered through the opening, but it gained enough momentum to swing back momentarily. Through the sliver of light that illuminated the parked cars, her steady and suggestive gaze hit me with fine line accuracy. A gentle smirk graced her lips as she stepped back, slinking into the darkness.

Surrounded by friends for the last three years, I felt her look spread through my entire body and like a moth to a flame, my feet began to move. I didn't want anyone to notice us because a big part of me just wanted some one-on-one time. So I stretched out my walk, stopping every so often to speak with some friends. Small talk had never been my strong suit but this seemed like a good time to work on it. Reaching the door I opened it slightly and slipped through. It was darker than I thought in the parking lot and when I skimmed for Regina's car I came up empty. The visual before me drew forth an odd burst of déjà vu, like this is a classic horror movie scene set up. Shaking my head at the silly thoughts, I pushed them aside and focused on finding Regina.

The sound of clearing my throat floated clearly in the crisp night air, still unable to find any trace of her I took a few steps toward the parking lot and then my phone buzzed in my back pocket.

It was Regina. Warm.

Oh. Is this what we're doing?

The familiar feeling of butterflies, the weightless safety of unconditional love, and the high all poured simultaneously into my being. Taking in the sights around me my guess would be she's hiding behind any one of the cars directly in front because to my right is the entrance to the arcade and to my left is the exit to the main street.

Timidly I took one step forward. Nothing. Another step. Nothing. Zelena's Maserati shined underneath the LED light pole above. Ah. That makes sense, she has to be there. Before I could fall into stride my phone buzzed once more.

Cold.

My head swiveled to the right and then left. Side stepping towards the entrance another buzz. Colder.

I turned around instantly and moved towards exit of the parking lot. The light near the streets flickered as I neared. I swear if a man in a creepy green poncho jumps out with fishing hook in is hand I will haunt Regina for the rest of her fucking life. Because there's no way in hell I'm going to be able outrun him.

Warmer. The text in my hands read. Okay. Almost there. I stood on the sidewalk, taking a full three-sixty. Which was kinda silly because I already knew she wasn't behind me. Cue internal eye role. Spotting a telephone booth my instincts told me to head there. The light of the moon allowed me to see the shape of Regina's sleek body leaning against a brick wall.

Hot.

I walked towards her, placing my phone in my back pocket. I knew what my goal was when I saw her there-long legs, bright and elusive smile, and that waist begging to be grabbed. Standing within arm's length, half of her face was covered by the shadow in this darkened area.

"Hey," she whispered in the night, tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and then stepped forward to hotly press her hands against my upper chest, sliding slowly up to clasp the together behind my neck. An involuntary shiver shook my body but despite the brutal force my fingers still found a way to her hips.

"You look good enough to eat." I struggled out in a breathy murmur.

Her cheeks flushed and our gaze broke as her eyes lowered shyly. "Thank you. You also look good enough to eat." Her finger slid inside the space of my shirt and skin, wrapping them around my shoulders. "You have amazing shoulders. I don't think I've ever complimented you on that and that's a complete travesty."

A loud, boisterous laugh erupted from my mouth and echoed through the empty night air, dogs barking in the distance soon followed. She immediately raised her hand her hand to cover it. Since I wasn't really expecting it my balance was thrown off making me step back and almost trip. Giggles spilled between us as Regina tried collect herself and help me through the awkward, clumsy attempt to get back to my feet.

Shrugging, I tried to say 'sorry' against her palm but it came out muffled. She rolled her eyes playfully, removing her hands and stepped back into position. "I wanted to give you your first gift now. I don't know if you'll remember but…" She trailed off, digging through her purse without looking at me. Eyebrows raised and it seemed like she found what she was looking for. She offered me a thin square gift, and after receiving a quizzical look, she shoved it forwards once more. "Don't try and guess it or ruin it. Just take it," she teased. "I swear, always trying to make things difficult."

I smiled and did as I was told. My birthday for the last few years seemed to have been tiresome instead of wonderful. The majority of the presents are things I don't' like and it's a pain to return them, having to deal with cash or store credit or whatever. But as I glance at Regina I saw the giddiness painted upon her face, awaiting my expression even though I had a feeling that the gift she got me would be amazing. Finding the end of the paper I ripped it then paused, seeing the first two letters I couldn't help but smile as I took off the rest.

Of course she would get me something perfectly sentimental, "This is so cute," I said sweetly, holding a Pharcyde CD LabCabCalifornia. "Thank you. And how could I forget that night you took me out for burgers and rapped for me?"

She smiled proudly, "My voice is pretty unforgettable." She turned around to pick something up from the ground giving my perfect a view of her backside. Naturally my eyes fell during this action.

"By the way, just in case I haven't told you yet, you have a fantastic ass." I said while stepping forward and slipped the CD under the waist band of my joggers, holding firmly against my skin. Before she could turn around, I placed my left hand against the wall in front of her for support, grabbing a handful of her and squeezed. The force made her stumble forward, placing both of her hands on the wall and laughing underneath her breath.

"Mm, thank you."

The front of my body my body pressed against her backside and my hand moved to her stomach pressing hard against the fabric of her flimsy shirt. A strangled gasp fell from Regina's lips, the sound caused my stomach to clench, the heat swirling deeply as I was reminded of how she sounded when I filled her. I bit my lip, leaning heavier against her and she pressed her forehead against the wall. My teeth grazed the skin at the base of her neck while my hand dipped in her jeans.

Cheers could be heard from where we were. All my friends were just on the other side of this wall, crowded in the arcade while I had our old teacher pressed against the brick. Regina was usually the one to boss me around in the bedroom but here, she was in a complete vulnerable state-eyes closed, mouth agape, forehead against the wall, and my hand down her pants playing with her thong. My fingers grazed the warm cloth covering her center and she stretched her back to provide a better view for me while she hung her head. The muscles in her shoulders tensed and rippled. Seeing her…present herself to me in such a way made some vicious, uncontrollable need explode within me.

Here we go, my sex drive is at an all time high and the only thing I could imagine was fucking Regina against this wall. Every nerve in my body and brain is electrified and her scent sends me into a heady trance.

"Do you want to do this right now?" I asked almost breathlessly. She chuckled and raised her head to look her shoulder. The want swam in her eyes so aggressively that I could feel it, hold it. Fingers curled around my wrist and she pulled my hand out, turned around and chastely kissed my cheek.

"I just wanted you to remember what you have ready and waiting for you." She whispered in my ear, sliding her hand to cup my ass. A light tap hit it and then she walked past me, smiling all the way.

"You are insatiable woman."

"Come on, let's get you back inside."

"Or, why don't we just go back to your place and we can continue." Raising an eyebrow I sent her my best flirty smirk but the look in her eye told me she wasn't budging on this.

"No it's your birthday. You should enjoy it. Just text me when you're on your way and I'll unlock the door."

I wanted to protest but I knew she was right, letting her grab my hand and drag me back into the arcade.

"Have fun. I love you." She placed a quick kiss on my lips, holding my gaze when she pulled back.

"I love you too." Gently I squeezed her fingers and led us to the Blood Apocalypse knowing that I could convince her to stay and play just one game with me.

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Regina traced her fingertips along my hand, sending little streaks of shock up my arm and even though I couldn't see it I'm guessing that it's a heart and to silently agree with her feelings in this moment, I bent down and placed a soft kiss on the crook of her neck.

"Mmm."

She raised my hand to her lips, kissing it softly then laid it back across her stomach. Immediately, I continued what I was doing before, lifted the hem of her shirt and ran my fingers across her tight stomach, relishing in the feeling her tender skin. Naturally people were bummed when I decided to leave with her but after Belle made a tiny comment about it being Wednesday, everyone rolled their eyes and began to clear out.

Plus, I'd much rather be here watching "Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist" which is something I haven't seen yet and when I mentioned that Regina wouldn't stand for it.

Gazing intently upon the screen the main character stared adoringly at the hot brunette, trying to decide if he wanted to kiss her. "Those moments suck. I hate it so much." I muttered into her hair.

"Why?"

"It's stressful. You don't know if they're going to kiss you back or if the moment is just going to be awkward because they don't like you." Lightly I pinched her hip. "It was torture not knowing if you liked me."

She sat up, leaving my arms and leaned her side against the back of the couch. Pulling her leg up she wrapped her fingers around her shins. "I was trying not to be too obvious. I just wanted to drop little hints here and there so you know, maybe by the end of year, you would get it and we could try a relationship." She sighed, scooting closer, our legs becoming intertwined and she rubbed my thigh absentmindedly.

"I remember the first time our fingers grazed one another, the touch, it shook me day one. I was trying to book it out of the classroom." Nostalgia coated my words as I thought back to that first day, smirking at the memories.

"Because you didn't like me?"

"No! it was just that I couldn't act normal in that stupid classroom for some reason. I mean, I'm already a little klutz-like but when I was around you I couldn't breathe properly, I couldn't walk correctly."

She laughed, throwing her back. Moments like that, she looked so achingly beautiful and I had to remind myself to memorize her in that blissful, perfect state in case we ended up in some horrible fight in the future. When she eventually calmed down our eyes locked and we stared at each other silently with only the sound of the movie playing in the background. Regina reached over and to the table pressing pause and set the remote at the end of couch. She leaned against the arm of the furniture across from me, pulling my leg down and resting my foot on her lap. Fingertips began to dance across my leg and the electricity shot around in a frenzy. Judging by the look in her eye she knew how it was affecting me.

"I can't believe how much interest I had in you that very first day. You planted yourself in my brain and never left." She softly said and I had to strain to hear the words. "I'm so bad at starting small talk but I had to speak to you the next day." her finger wrapped around my foot and began massaging all the little knots that I didn't know existed.

And I'm melting.

"So when I saw Killian ask you out I couldn't help but feel so damn jealous." She laughed meekly and I remembered that interaction all too well. The way she scoffed at the end of the hall at that awkward conversation. "I was in such a shitty mood when I went out with Zelena that night she kept on trying to figure out what was wrong and why I was in such a horrible mood. But I couldn't tell her. To be honest I didn't even know how to process that emotion for you just yet, let alone tell my sister that I was jealous over one of my students." Even now, when she said that phrase it had a hint of bitterness to it. "When you came into my class the following Monday I was trying to decide the best way to approach the subject. All I could do was lamely try and convince you to open up about it."

Magic hands continued kneading my foot and I groaned in pleasure. Damn this woman has so many talents. Her lips curled into a grin and she chuckled I thought from my silly noises.

"What?"

"I just remember having to remind myself to act natural and calm when I was tutoring you on the homework. But it was so fucking hard because I was trying to figure out what those…feelings and sparks meant and I couldn't help but test the waters."

Holy shit. I thought I was the only one having an internal monologue of how to act cool, calm, and collected in front of her, not realizing she was doing the same around me.

"So that's why you would 'accidentally' touch or lean over me."

She nodded sheepishly, "Or sit in your chair when I would ask you to solve a problem on the board or ask you to sit with me on the bleachers our first lunch. I wanted to feel it again and again in attempt to make sense of it."

Smiling softly I remained quiet for a second. It was strange hearing the recollection of memories that I had pictured and engraved a certain way spoken from Regina's point of view. Things were different and started to click.

"I realized that I had slipped and just let my emotions and apparently my body control me so I knew I needed to get away from you for a couple days and since it happened to be Friday it worked out in my favor. I even tried to stay away from you after the weekend but…we see how that turned out."

Oh yea, that day that we had the stupid substitute teacher. Lowkey that bitch gave some nightmares. "I was very upset that you weren't there. I guess it should've kicked in by then that I was really into you." I replied thoughtfully. As if to prove a point I leaned forward, hovering over her, keeping eye contact as moved to straddle her waist. My thighs tightened around her hips and she clenched her jaw as if she was holding back a moan. I smirked before leaning down to kiss her lips and her mouth happily melted into mine. We were a bit rougher than usual-nipping at each others bottom lip, me tugging on her hair and softly biting her neck. My body was experiencing simultaneous reactions, not only feeling extremely hot and on fire, but also my skin jumped with pulsing tingles every fucking second.

"Oh," she groaned into my ear.

"Do you want to know what pisses me off the most?" I suddenly asked, "That I even entertained the idea that you didn't like me." My voice was raw adding a powerful bass to my words, she couldn't even control the undulating hips beneath me. Truthfully, I had no clue where this boldness was coming from but I knew I wasn't going to let it go. "You are mine." I growled hotly onto her neck and guttural moan rose from Regina's lips. Her grip tightened around my hips and without asking her hand gripped the hem of my shirt, lifting it so that most of my back was available to her. She scratched her nails down the middle of my erectors, causing me to arch and groan, letting my head fall to the junction between her neck and shoulder.

"Fuck," she cursed and ran a hand down to grab my ass, pressing my body down against her center harder.

"Uhh," My lips moved with the noise that came from my throat, brushing lightly against her skin. I shifted momentarily, moving a knee in between her legs, pressing deliciously against her clit.

"Em-oh." She forced out, the pulse in her neck jumping like crazy letting me know she was having trouble breathing. In a good way. Shamelessly she started to press down on my knee and my cock throbbed feeling how soaked she was through her pants. Regina whimpered against my cheek, nudging my head with hers before licking the shell of my ear with a tiny bite for added pleasure. It felt so fucking good that I bucked, causing her to drive herself down harder against my knee. "Damn, baby." I whispered and groaned without thinking about it. Something about her submitting like this was so sexy. My hand slid slowly up the side of her torso, reaching just the underside of her breast and then teasingly sliding back down to her quivering stomach.

"Say it," I commanded and leaned down to nip at the collar of her shirt just slightly beneath her collarbone.

"W-Wh—" she panted out, "Ughh. Fuck." She squirmed against my leg, needing more friction as her hot palms slid across my back. "W-what do you want me to—oh, shit—say?"

"Regina," I sang, raising my head to gaze down at the same look I had seen so many times but never got tired of. Dark eyes black, determined. She was horny as fuck and it was so hot. While I slid my free hand up her shirt I stopped at one her hot spots, drawing light circles just underneath her breasts. "Say you're mine."

"What? You know I am," she let out a breath. "Please Emma." Instead of answering I dipped my head connecting our lips vibrating with pleasure when she moaned into my mouth and ran her hands through my hair. I moved my leg just slightly and she tore her mouth way to whimper.

She's going to be the death of me.

"Say it, Regina."

She kissed the nape of my neck and ran her fingernails down my ribs, unable to contain it I shuddered against her. "I'm yours. I'm completely yours."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes!" she answered in frustration, arching her back and pressed against my breasts, sighing in desperation. I started my usual rhythm, lids fluttering shut when she moaned in appreciation. Moving away from her breasts I let my fingers tease the hem of her sweats, running back and forth along the edge but no further and like music to my ears Regina gasped and bucked harder.

"Emma." She breathed out, gripping onto my back fighting to keep her moans quieter. "Oh, god." Realization struck her voice and I knew what that meant. She's close. Feverishly, she ground down hard, pulling my head down to kiss her but I gave some resistance.

"Say my name Regina."

She tried but couldn't, letting a strangled groan out instead. With a hard thrust that made her eyes roll back I repeated myself: "I said say my name."

"Emma." She whispered through her visible lusty haze and I rewarded it with another sharp thrust with my leg.

"Say it," I breathed onto her ear noticing perfectly white teeth come out and clamp down on her bottom lip.

"I-I'm-oh fuck. Emma," Pushing my shirt to my shoulder blades Regina scratched down my back hard. I winced a little but it was minor compared to the mass amount of passion that I was receiving. Her eyelids snapped shut as veins in her necked bulged, head sinking deeper and deeper into the cushions below her.

"Come on," I teased.

"I'm yours," she whispered once again through clenched teeth.

"Good." I muttered against the exposed column of her throat. My thrusting increased and Regina could do nothing but claw my back. "Now cum for me." Hearing myself say that almost caused me to cum, but I pushed it off and focused on her orgasm. "Fucking cum for me."

And she opened her mouth, letting out a long groan and began to fuck my leg in short thrusts. Nails dug into my back bringing out a whimper but it didn't faze her, probably because she was filling bliss right now as her body convulsed roughly below me. Slowly she let me go fell back against the couch, looking down at our rumpled clothes. I followed her eyes and saw my jogger clad leg sporting a wet spot the size of a melon. "Holy…I was that wet?" she questioned through raspy, broken breaths.

I nodded and chuckled, pressing a light kiss on her cheek when I saw the infamous blush appear. "Don't be embarrassed. That was so fucking hot."

"I can return the favor." She replied slyly glancing down at the bulge in my pants, but I didn't miss the exhaustion that enveloped her. I could always take care of myself some other time.

"I think you need to get some sleep. Come on, let's get you upstairs." Slowly I moved off her, extending my hand once I was steady on my feet. It took her a little bit to find her land legs and once were secure she lazily led me up the stairs and to her bed. In her room that is twilight and shadow I could barely make out her furnishings that it almost seemed like magic when she was able to easily decipher what was were. By the time we got near the bed my eyes had adjusted and Regina let go of my hand. The outline of her body shifted and she was now in front of me. My breath caught in my chest as the silence rang loudly in my ears.

The fire between us still there but softly quenched to something more delicate and loving. Instead of the hot, white blind heat that was around downstairs. Her hands reached my shoulders and that enticing and exhilarating bliss swept over me short circuiting my brain enough to not register the fact that I was falling backwards on to her comfortable bed. Her figure hung over me as the bed dipped in her movements and her soft lips returned to their rightful place. Electricity buzzed under my skin, hormones shutting down my higher brain and rose my animal self at the embrace of our lips.

Her hand touched my hair, feeling it tumble as she released and moved to my cheek bone. Our bodies danced softly, rolling in and out of the choreography that's written in our DNA. I wanted to speak, to tell Regina that she should get some rest but the combined chemistry and love between us too many switches were flipped for a reverse gear to be possible. Her mouth moved from my lips to my neck, biting and sucking along the way. Fingers curled around the edge of my shirt pulling it upward and I sat us up, giving her easier access to remove the stupid piece of clothing. Fun fact. I learned to remove all undergarments when hanging out here allowing easier access to my goodies.

Regina completely stopped to lean back and take off her own. Without wasting a moment I dipped my and kissed her bare stomach, letting my fingers crawl up her shoulders to toy with bra straps. Muscles flexed underneath my lips as I snaked my hand around her and with two fingers unhooked her bra. A sudden, surprised gasp left her but without waiting for her to say anything I slid the straps off her shoulders tossing it to an unknown destination.

There, now we're even.

Hands slid up my stomach and soon her fingers were toying with my nipple. I threw my head back in pleasure, bringing us back down on the bed. Regina kissed me with a combination that was hard and soft, swallowing my moans, and roughly sliding her tongue against mine. She let out small pants whenever our mouth would part and then wildly kissed me again while she successfully rolled my nipples between her fingers, pinching them softly. My head felt dizzy as static pulsed inside of me causing some transitory paralysis, my mind unable to process the pleasure so fast.

Draping my arm across her low back I bridged up on my heels and rolled us over because I need to think and breath and be able to fucking function for a moment. Darkened eyes locked with mine and she looked up, chest rising and falling with another. Leaning down I kissed her softly and slowly, my bare fingers sliding over the silk like skin, around her erect nipple and smiled to my self at the way her body was trembling. My fingertip continued to fall down to her quivering stomach, to the edge of her pants, curling around the waistband.

"These are coming off." Unbuttoning her pants I moved off her to take them down. Then followed my joggers that were removed slowly as I watched the hungry eyes stay attached to my every movement.

"Come here." She quietly said and reached forward for me. I crawled on the bed and we continued to kiss softly, her hands caressing my neck, down the curvature of my spine and resting on my inner thigh. "I've missed this so much." Regina whispered through a small break in our kiss, bumping my chest with her hand giving me the hint to lie down on my back. As I fell into the mattress and her presence in between my legs before she gently pushed my thighs open a little further. Glancing down my shaft was standing at full attention and I began to pant when Regina placed my hands on her head.

Tender and teasing kisses were placed around the edge of my thigh on the right then she moved to the left. Her hot breath left a trail of goosebumps across my skin sending a shiver that boomeranged around my boy.

Fuck. Just please do it already.

She moved to hover over me and I sighed slightly aggravated, never letting my hands fall away from her head. Cupping my cheek, the heat from her nearly blazed me as Regina smiled down softly positioning herself so her wet center was placed on my abdomen.

Fuuuuuuuuck. She's so wet.

"You know that I love you." All of her fears and worries fall to the wayside, showing me nothing but complete vulnerability. Weaving my fingers through her brown wavy hair I steadied our gaze.

"I love you too. I always have. Since that first day you walked into class." My low voice adding the seriousness needed to underline those words that fell from my mouth. She pulled her lip in between her teeth, smiling before leaning down and kissing me once again. Her full plump lips shook against mine, out of breath, our moans intertwining when her fingertips began to knead my breast. My hands flew to her back, nails clawing at her scratching any skin that I could find. Her lower body slid down arching her back in the process as the natural lubrication she was producing trailed from the top of my pubic bone to the base of my shaft. My body flared as waves of pleasured rolled inside causing a tsunami of raw, untapped sexual energy to shipwreck my body.

"I need you inside of me…" her raspy voice coated my ears and sank into the feeling.

"I need to taste you." I whispered in a breathless shaky demand. She paused and I took this moment to gain some strength in my muscles, flipping her over onto her back laughing when a squeal left her throat in surprise. The sexual tension was never ending between us, only letting out some steam before we filled it all the way to the brim again. Kissing ardently, biting lips and accidentally smashing teeth together in a zealous hunger that only strove for one thing: complete and utter pleasure. Moaning against my lips, she shifted herself and began to grind against my thigh. Her firm bundle of nerves on my skin and I could feel how wet she was.

Hanging my head, I leaned forward against her sweaty breasts. This only encouraged her more and grasped my back, pulling upwards with her hands to get more leverage so she could grind down harder. Not only was her touch stealing the breath out of my lungs but hot and electric touch that is Regina made inhaling and exhaling more difficult. They captivated me, exploding like pop rocks in soda where our skin touched. An idea popped into my head urging me to take advantage of these moments. Swiftly I disconnected my mouth peppering a trail of firm kisses and hickeys at her neck, moved down to her sternum paying close attention to the perky nipples in front of me. On particular bite elicited the loudest moan I've ever heard from her. My stomach coiled at the sound and knew that a woman's moan was singularly the sexiest noise in the world.

I captured one of her small swollen nipples in my mouth. The response was immediate as hands cradled the back of my head to pull me closer. Moving to the other breast, my hand fell lower and traced the outside of her pussy. She began moving erratically towards my fingers but never quite reaching and I looked up at her with a smirk.

"I don't need the teasing," Regina practically yelled at me, desperation clinging to her voice. "I'm ready."

"What if I'm not?" Softly I bit her stomach as my finger continued circling her wet entrance.

"Come on." She exclaimed and grabbed my head in attempt to push me down. Laughing, I shook her needy hands aways, gazing up at the scene in front of me: eyebrows stitched, lips nearly bleeding beneath a tight bite and pleading eyes. The picture before me brought a feeling of empowerment within my stomach and chest. Although Regina has been the "top" in the bedroom, I found in this moment that the idea to switch didn't seem scary. "Please, Emma."

My hand slid between her leg once more and without waiting another second, dragged two fingers from the entrance of her pussy up to the top, encircling her throbbing clit. My erection hardened painfully feeling how soaked she was, coating my fingers while concurrently feeling proud that I can turn her on this much. "Fuck, you are drenched," I complimented, slipping two fingers inside of her.

Sweet baby Jesus and the grown one too.

Regina spread her legs a little more allowing me deeper access so I slithered my body lower, dropping kisses and small bites along her ribs, her stomach, and her hips, making sure not to lose the tempo of my fingers gliding in and out. Once my stomach lay flat on the mattress and my legs dangling off the bed, I darted my eyes up one more time I was not disappointed-mouth agape, hair a mess, breathing heavily with dark eyes transfixed upon me. Not letting my gaze waver, my tongue slipped out and keeping it as flat as possible I proceeded to drag it over her clit. Instantly, a guttural deep moan vibrated in her chest and her hips moved downward. I did it again, picking up the speed, she did the same. Keeping my tongue still, broad and flat I let her hips roll against my mouth in a rocking motion then explored more, sliding in between her folds before returning to the bundle. Her liquid heat rolled down my fingers and past my wrist encouraging me to curl my fingers before pulling back out.

Sharp pain exploded at the roots of my hair, she moved slowly, pressing firmly against me for some relief. My nose, lips, and chin were covered in her love and I continued moaning, offering a vibration against her clit.

"Oh yes," she whispered, grinding down on my face and fingers. She was so beautiful, stomach glistening from the light sweat accumulating. A hand released from my hair and watched her pull it up near her head, first gripping the pillow from the back arching pleasure I was giving her then slipped under. When it came into view the small square packaging of a condom dangling in between her fingers, brought it to her teeth and tore it open.

Throb times a million.

A beat passed, her grip loosened instead of cradling the back of my head like it was. Clouded eyes looked down and she smirked, waving the condom. She wanted me inside of her and fuck I wanted it too. Slowly I removed my fingers then my lips and crawled up her body like I was auditioning for Spider-Man, planting a firm kiss on her lips when I got nearby. With our lips connected Regina leaned up, slightly pushing me back and slid the protection over me in one slide. Her wetness was still very much all over me and began to smear across her own lips. "Fill me…" she whispered in between the breaths we took, pulling me back down. Reaching down I lined myself up with her, both of us filling her loft with sweet moans. Walls clamped down tightly around my length, my fingers dug into the mattress while she threw her head back against the pillows, mouth wide open and eyes closed. Like a magnet my mouth dove to her neck and sucked sharply, transitioned to lick her earlobe, and finished by nipping at her clavicle.

It's not the first time for either of us but we're so nervous you'd never know it. There's something about her that lights me up from the inside, there's something be the melts her confidence to nothing at all. Touching her is like being handed the holy grail, my heart is mended even though I never knew it was broken. We moved in an intoxicating dance of gyrations, never making the same move twice. Her mouth fell open as silent cries spilled all over the bed.

In this moment Regina loves me with her eyes as much as her body, our souls mingling in the quiet moments between action and stillness. The room rose in temperature as we struggled to hold backand make the pleasure last. "Look at me," I commanded and those mesmerizing dark eyes shifted to meet mine. She struggled to keep them open and it was so fucking hot a breathy moan sleeked its way out. The sound of me sliding inside her wet pussy became the soundtrack to our love, feeling my balls tighten with each slap against her skin.

Her hand came up to cup behind my neck. "Yes baby," she breathed out as her free hand wrapped around my back.

"Oh, fuck," I managed to escape. Every thrust burned and throbbed inside of me cranking down the heat rapidly building in my stomach while gasps and shortened broken screams of pleasure spilled out of my mouth. Her legs squeezed around me, forcing me deeper in her tight, warm hole. And there we stayed, caught between the intoxication of the climax and extending a moment we never wanted to end. Her scent sends me to into a heady trance and I begin to struggle to keep my eyes on the beautiful woman below.

"No, no, no." both hands took a cheek and cupped it gently, making it harder to look at her, all my eyelids wanted to do was fluttered shut. I began to speed up as my insides flared. My body was scorching, burning in an uncontrollable fire.

"Regina…"

"Yes…?" she teased, knowing damn well how close I was.

"I'm-" But before I could finish her walls clenched around my cock. A singular vein protruded in her neck while she lifted her torso with her core, keeping her back straight and let out a deep scream. "Holy shit." I soon followed, plunging into complete abandonment for her as my body shook until my limbs tingled spurting hot streams into the condom. My broken moans wordlessly voiced my love for her since my words were mute from the pleasure, both of us letting out a long exhale before our muscles gave out and we collapsed.

"Oh my…" she breathed out.

"Yea. Very that."

I rolled off of her, our shoulders pressed against one another both of us still catching our breath, staring at the ceiling. Sliding off the cum filled latex and tying it off at the end, I tossed it in the mini trashcan below.

"That was the best birthday gift I could've ever received." I chuckled, caressing her skin in the moonlit room afraid that a heavier touch would break the heady magic. Our legs entangled underneath the mess of sheets and I sighed in contentment when her warm feet touched mine. Lifting up my arm she snuggled against my body, letting it fall when she was comfortable.

"I'm so happy you're eighteen." Her lips brushed against and I shivered, goosebumps covering my body from head to toe.

"Me too. How are you feeling about our coming out experience?"

"I feel good. The expressions on their faces was well worth it."

Glancing down, my eyes ran the expanse of her legs. "Do you know Ethan thought he was your favorite student?"

"I mean-" she shrugged her shoulders. The fuck does she mean 'I mean'? "He was a great student, I never had to tell him to do anything twice, always paid attention, never late on homework…"

"He was a kiss ass." I tried to convince feeling a little jaded that he might be right.

"Well," turning over slightly her brown eyes stared me down, "You should know better than anyone that I like to have my ass kissed." With a stretch and a yawn she snuggled deeper into my side.

I liked being the big spoon. As if falling asleep in my arms was her safe space. Her cocoon.

SQSQSQ

"Mhm," I moaned into the sheets of Regina's bed and stretched, placing my hands above my head hearing the light beeping of her alarm. Mindlessly my fingers pressed random buttons, eventually silencing it. I felt her arm placed lazily across my stomach and turned to look at her, squinting through my tired eyes. Shifting on my side I unconsciously moved her hand so that it was on the curve of my hip, raising my fingers to move some silky hair out of her face.

If I have to be up from her alarm clock, then so does she.

Manicured eyebrows twitched then scrunched together at my touch and slowly, the one eye I could see opened. She said nothing as the corner of her lip rose in the comfortable silence. I leaned forward, kissing her forehead then the tip of her nose. Letting out a pleasant sigh her grip tightened around my hip, trying to pull me closer. I obliged, scooting over to intertwine our legs beneath the sheets. Her tongue peeked out to lick her lips, tiredly she gazed up and tried to smile but I could see she was still very much out of it. Sleep hugged her brain, the visions in her dream had not given way to the light of day.

"What time is it?" she muttered into my neck, her voice rough and gravely. Naturally, I found it sexy as fuck.

"6:45."

We laid there for a couple minutes, lightly touching each other enjoying the feel of one another's warmth because I knew that soon she would have to get up and get ready for school.

"You still smell like me." Regina cooed, walking her fingers up stomach as she snuggled into my neck. Her mouth brushed up against a spot that made me giggle, reflexively pulling away from her. Whining, she wiggled closer to me holding on to my hips with a nice firm grip.

"Did you sleep well?" I asked, curious why she couldn't shake the Z's off. Usually I'm the one complaining, not wanting to get out of bed.

"It was okay. I had to get up around two and finishing grading my students' tests." Aw damn. She sounded so miserable. I began to rub comforting circles on her back as shook her head and her hair brushed against my cheek.

"I'm sorry." A little shocked that I didn't hear her get out of bed but that orgasm was strong as fuck.

"Don't be. I'm certainly not complaining. They're just tedious to grade." Regina moved off me for a second, pulling the covers up to her shoulder and afterwards pressing against me.

"I could've helped you. I know I'm no Ethan, but I still passed with an 89.6." Yes, you could say that I was still a little salty from her comment about him last night. And that's something I'll be taking to my grave. He'll never let me live it down if I told him.

But her laugh took away any negative feelings, reminding me that I was the one she was lying naked with. Her chin tilted as she bit my cheek then smoothed it over with her tongue. Turning my head she kissed me passionately. Over time our tongues moved around with sloppy intensity and just as my hand was ventured south a delightful 'ding' rang through her apartment and a voice I didn't recognize spoke.

"Good morning Regina. The weather today is sunny with a high of 72 and a low of 56, twelve degrees cooler than yesterday. Would you like me to turn on the heated floors?"

Who the fuck…? And did this bitch say heated floors?

Her head fell back against the pillow, not in the way that I wanted, and her hands rose to grip her hair, annoyance reading clearly on her face. "No S.T.E.M."

"Wait, yes. Yes to heated floors, stem-person…lady!" I shouted, hoping the invisible voice speaking down on us like God would hear my plea.

"I'm sorry, I didn't get that."

"Yes, turn on the heated floors." Regina chuckled, the breath from her laughter breezing across my neck.

"Heated floors activated."

"Holy shit, how did I not know that this existed?" I was thoroughly impressed. Talk about a futuristic flex. Leave it to my girlfriend to have all the gizmos and gadgets.

"It's always been there. These are smart lofts. I just never used it because I thought it was silly, but now I can't get enough." Kissing me quickly, she rolled out of my arms before I could protest and hurried to her bathroom. As she closed the door, she sent me a crooked grin through the crack and then shut it.

Sighing I ran my fingers through my hair, splayed out on the warm bed. Sitting up I swung my legs over the edge and got to my feet. I rummaged through her drawer finding my old cut off sweat shorts she used to let me borrow and threw on my sports bra, slipping my hoodie on from last night.

Trudging down the stairs I got to the kitchen and began taking out all the cookware and fixings for a quick and tasty breakfast. I wiggled my feet against the tile and smiled. There's nothing worse then stepping on to tile that's freezing.

"Ah, heated floors."

Once the pan was hot I placed the bacon down, hearing my stomach rumble as that first smell reached my nose. I watched the meat pop under the oil it was creating when light singing could be heard. Smiling at Regina's voice a flicker of a thought passed my mind where I turn off the stoves, get naked, and climb in the shower with her.

That's all it would.

Just a simple shower.

My phone started vibrating along with Ruby's customary ringtone that she had picked out three years ago.

"Think it's about time I change your ringtone." I greeted into the phone as I flipped the bacon then cracked some eggs into a bowl.

"Well good morning to you too." And I could hear the smile in her voice. I rolled my eyes knowing she couldn't see it and throw one of her "lighter" punches my way. "Look I texted you last night but since you didn't respond I figure I'd call."

"Sorry, I was really tired from the party."

"You mean from all the hot birthday sex?" Belle asked in the background. "Also, hi."

With a sigh I scrambled the eggs, seasoned them lightly, then dumped the contents in a separate pan. "Well since you asked, the answer is yes. Also, hi back."

"Ahh, I told you!" Ruby bragged on the other of the line. "Pay up."

Belle whined in the background, soon after I heard a slap which I assumed was the cash she aggressively placed in Ruby's hand.

"Wait did you two make a bet over my sex life for entertainment purposes?" I asked, kind of surprised. But I guess I shouldn't be.

There was silence for a beat, "Yup" they said at the same time.

I flipped the eggs over and began pulling the bacon off, shaking my head at these two silly women. Ruby? I get it, but Belle? She's supposed to the good one out of all of his.

"You know what fine. I'm going to take everyone's money then." Adding base to my voice so I'd sound serious, but it only caused them to bust out into hysterics even further.

"Emma, honey, you do know that's not how bets work right?" Belle questioned amusingly while Ruby was wheezing from laughing so hard. Apparently I didn't know that it's not how bets work. These bitches are ruthless this morning. "Listen we can fill you in during breakfast. Which is the whole reason for this phone call. We're meeting at Stacks around 8:30. Are you in?" The bathroom door opening upstairs could be heard and my brain lapsed thinking of a wet Regina.

"And you can't say no." Ruby added through spurts of chuckling shortly after a low 'Ow' was let up and I knew Belle had playfully hit her. "What? I'm only here for three more days." She defended. Quick footsteps pattered down the stairs as I finished up breakfast, turning off the stoves after.

"Well if we're eating at Stacks then you know I'm there."

"Fantastic, see then!" Belle said quickly. Saying our goodbyes they hung up, while kept the phone wedged between my ear shoulder as I plated our food.

"Mm. A real breakfast." Regina said off to the side with happiness. "Thank you, baby."

"Of course. I wasn't sure how you liked your eggs cooked, so I hope this is okay," and when I finally turned around my eyes widened, feeling my member harden at the sight. She was sitting on the stool near the counter, leaned over with her elbows on the surface. Her naturally wavy hair was still wet as I zeroed in on the tiny droplets clinging to the ends. A beige silk blouse lay open, showing off her sexy abs and black lacy bra. I was pretty sure she was wearing slacks, but my eyes couldn't see over the counter.

Regina appeared innocent in knowing how this would affect me but I could also see the want swimming in her eyes as she leaned forward and took the plate from my hands. "Thank you," she quipped playfully, taking a piece of bacon stopping just before she slid it in her mouth, and raised an eyebrow at me. "Are you okay?" She seemed concerned, but I knew that tone all too well-she knew what the reason was for my speechlessness.

"You're mean." I stated, taking the pans off the stove and putting them in sink. Anything, just do anything to not stare at her breasts or the hickey showing clearly on her sternum or the way that I wish I was that piece bacon sliding into her mouth. Fuck. Stop thinking. Just stop. Cease all brain activity.

"What? How? I'm just getting ready for work. I can't help it if my body is still a little wet," Woman you know what the fuck you are doing, "and since I'm running behind I'm letting myself airdry."

I scoffed, shaking my head slowly, "How long did it take you to come up with that one?" I pulled myself up on the counter, sitting directly across from her. Only now I have a fantastic view of her vein thumping in her neck and the glorious cleavage being pushed up by her bra.

"Emma," her whispered broke in the heated kitchen. It looked like she was about to say something else but instead she closed her eyes, placing the last bite of food in her mouth, swallowing slowly, "Thank you again for breakfast." She walked around the counter, placed her plate and fork in the sink then disappeared upstairs from my view. I glanced at the clock that read 7:30. Fuck, gotta start getting ready. And my timing couldn't have been more perfect, seeing her at the stop of the stairs buttoning up her shirt.

You know what, what I'm wearing is fine for breakfast. Why on earth would I miss the chance to see her morning routine? Regina seemed to barely notice me, moving on muscle memory: "phone, keys, wallet, purse." She mumbled to herself and once she had all of her things her gaze met mine, locked on like a panther about to go after its prey. I waited for her near the door, leaning against the frame of it as she walked over to me. One hand was placed on my chest as her fingers spread out while her hand moved behind my neck. Pulling me down, our lips met and she wasted no time dipping her tongue in my mouth, moving it sensually against mine and retreated away all too soon.

"Have a good baby." She whispered, stepping around my frozen body and was out the door, hearing the lock click behind me. Feeling the phantom kiss linger on my lips I smiled happily as I got ready to meet my friends. I was done in record time, still sporting a goofy ass smile as I pulled my helmet out the coat closet. Closing the door I noticed something on the ground.

Oh shit, her wallet.

She must've dropped it.

Making sure I had my things I kicked my gear into overdrive, racing out of the apartment, down the many, many, many steps and into the parking garage. I know how a good day can quickly turn into a shitty day once you realize you're missing something like your wallet or phone, plus I'm sure she'd like to eat lunch today. Smoothly I slipped on my helmet then straddled the bike. The thunderous roar echoed loudly in the near empty garage causing me to wince.

Pulling out, I navigated the roads effortlessly, leaning into each turn like I was one with the machine and as luck would have it, caught all green lights, turning down the street to my school in no time. It felt weird driving into the visitor's section. I'm so used to parking on the student side that this feels almost like I'm breaking the rules in some weird way. Once parked I walked in the direction of her classroom. Technically I needed a pass to be on campus now that I've graduated but I think I can get away with it if I moved quickly. That plan started to faulter though, when I caught that Porsche glistening in the sun.

So many memories. So many fucking memories. So many choices that led me to this moment right here. Walking through the halls to drop off her wallet. I smirked, shaking my head at the memories playing out in front of me, then continued to my destination. When I reached the front of the hallway her class was in my palms began to sweat. Was I nervous? Or was this now my body's reaction after it's happened so many times. Tugging on the door I walked in and could hear her muffled voice through the class followed by a chorus of groans.

Ha! That used to be us. I understand your pain.

Wiping the sweat off my palms one more time, my hand wrapped around the doorknob and gently pulled it in open. Heads turned in my direction as the class got eerily quiet, causing Regina, who was shuffling papers around on her desk, to glance up, surveying her students before her eyes landed on me.

She gently cleared her throat, straightened out her posture while she tried to cover up the evident confusion in her features.

"Um, class please excuse me for a moment. Work the equation on page 38, we'll go over it once I'm back."

I stepped away from the door in time for her to slip out the opening shutting it softly behind her. Instead of saying anything I held out her wallet, swooning when shock then relief appeared, relaxing the muscles in her face as she took it out of my hands. Cheeks tinted red as her smile grew.

"Thank you Miss Swan."

"Well, if you really want to thank me Ms. Mills I could use a pick me up." I flirted, or rather tried to flirt, sending a comical eyebrow wiggle to further my hint. Regina chuckled under her breath then finished with a head tilt.

"Relly? Is that how we're phrasing things now? Has the romance diminished so quickly?" she whispered jokingly and rolled her eyes.

I leaned out, getting a good look at the hallway then turned my head to the other side coming up empty. "Just saying. It's been…" Looking down at my invisible watch I sighed heavily for dramatic effect. "Can't tell you the exact number but I know it's been too long since my last kiss."

Regina rolled her eyes once more but darted a quick glance up and down the hallway as well. She leaned against her door, biting her lip while she thought over her decision. At the start of our relationship, that Regina would've reprimanded me for even suggesting such a thing. Six months ago, she would've laughed, dismissed it with a wave of her hand and playfully flirted with me. The Regina standing in front of me now was different than those-a newfound intensity enthralled her.

Suddenly, as though the random bout of rebellious nature would abruptly leave her, outstretched hands grasped my cheeks and her soft lips brushed against mine tenderly. Although she might've been hoping for chaste kiss, I stood my ground and deepened the kiss. The tingles that taunted us, plagued us, confused us, and turned us on burst from our lips to the rest of our faces, spreading out as though bathing lazily in the sun. A quiet whimper drifted from her lips to mine as we stayed together for several more minutes before separating.

Standing in the hall that we had so desperately tried to keep our untapped love at bay seemed almost full circle. Behind those eyes that looked openly at me used to be barred in the strongest metal, locked deep inside the cage of her mind, and pushed all the way to a dusty corner. But now, she shares this vulnerability freely and I can see her love for me. Like the sky loves the birds, with open hands and infinite freedom.

"I've got to get back to class. I'll text you when I'm off." Her eyelashes still fluttered from the effect we only seemed to have for one another. "I love you."

"I love you." I whispered then turned around on my heels, giving her one more glance over my shoulder before I walked out of the hallway.

And like always…

Felt Regina's stare burn through me long after the doors closed.

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A/N: Thank you all so much for hanging in there with me and patiently waited while I worked to finish this. Another big thank you to all the love and support you've shown me and the story. I can't say thank you enough but just for good measure I'll say it again. THANK YOU!

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