Regina opened the oven and checked on the dinner. The chicken and sweet potatoes fries was coming along nicely. It wouldn't be long before the dinner was done. And that was a good thing. Regina was getting hungry, and she already knew that Emma was too. Emma had a healthy appetite. One of the reasons why Regina always loved to cook for her.
"Jesus."
Regina looked up and raised an eyebrow, curious to know what had caused Emma's exclamation.
"If I hadn't seen you in yoga pants and jeans, I would assume that you don't own any casual clothes," Emma clarified, snickering softly.
And what was that supposed to mean? Was her clothes wrong? Should she have worn something more casual? Emma was wearing a green dress that was very pretty but still casual enough. Perhaps she truly was overdressed. She was wearing her nicest pair of black slacks, the one with the golden chain belt. She had paired the jeans with a white button down. The blazer she had left slung over the back of a chair. She was entirely skipping the scarves now and was instead wearing a golden chain around her neck. And of course she was wearing high heels. She had been feeling fairly confident when getting dressed for the date, but now she was second guessing her decision. Was her outfit too much?
"You look awesome," Emma said warmly.
Oh. Regina immediately stopped worrying. Because she had no reason to. Emma liked her outfit. End of story. And she definitely liked what Emma was wearing tonight. She smiled as she took another look at Emma. The green shirt dress was incredibly flattering and really brought out Emma's incredible eyes.
Emma snickered and did a teasing little mock-spin that caused her golden hair dance around her face and her dress to lift slightly.
Oh, goodness. Regina could not stop staring. For a good five seconds Regina managed to forget everything about dinner. The only thing she was interested in was to take Emma's hand and guide her upstairs.
But she had actually spent a good while on dinner, so it would be a damn shame not to eat it. Regina turned to the fridge and opened it. Found the bottle of wine she had bought especially for tonight. With the bottle in hand she turned around and pointed first to Emma and then to the bottle.
"Yeah," Emma said with a smile. "A glass of wine would be great."
Wine it was, then. She found a corkscrew and opened the bottle of wine with a soft little 'pop'. Then found two glasses in the cupboard and poured wine into them. One for Emma. And one for herself.
"Cheers," Emma said as Regina handed her one of the glasses.
Regina smiled as she clinked her glass with Emma's. She took a sip and smiled again when Emma 'mm'ed!' because of the wine. She silently agreed with Emma. It was good wine. Very good wine. And tonight they could really enjoy it. They didn't have to worry about driving home later. That made her so happy she nearly kissed Emma right then and there, but again, there was dinner to think about. Dinner was important. She sat her glass of wine on the nearest countertop and bent down to peek into the oven again. Dinner was still coming along nicely. Regina rose to her full height and showed off her five fingers whilst gesturing to the oven with her other hand.
"Dinner's ready in five minutes?" Emma guessed.
Exactly. Regina nodded in confirmation and was very happy that Emma understood her so easily now. It looked like it came natural to her.
"Great," Emma said, smiling as she too sat her glass of wine down. "Then I have plenty of time to do this."
Regina raised an eyebrow. Now what was that supposed to mean?
Emma answered that by coming closer and putting her hands on Regina's hips. "Hi," she said softly.
Oh. Regina was sure the huge grin spreading on her face made her look like a right fool. But she couldn't have cared less. She grasped one of Emma's hands and brought it up to her lips so she could lightly kiss it.
"Do you have any idea how much I've missed you?" Emma asked simply.
Mmm, she actually have plenty of idea of how much Emma had missed her. Regina nodded teasingly.
Emma snickered in return, and it was impossible not to notice that she was standing on her tippy toes to be tall enough to kiss Regina's lips. Regina wrapped her arms around Emma and pulled her closer, and god, this was exactly what she had been dreaming of for the past week. This and so much more…
Emma cupped her cheeks and smiled against her lips. Then deepened the kiss just a little.
Regina could have kissed her forever. Wanted to kiss her forever.
But unfortunately, life didn't allow her to do that. Her timer made an obnoxious 'ding!' sound, and Emma groaned against her lips. "Interrupted again," she said dramatically as she pulled away again.
Regina rumbled in amusement and motioned for Emma to sit down.
"You don't want any help with- right. Okay." Emma stopped talking and Regina was secretly amused. Glad to know that her 'stern mom'-look still worked. She hadn't used it in a while.
So as Emma sat down and made herself comfortable, Regina puttered around in the kitchen. She took the chicken and sweet potato fries out of the oven, and felt rather impressed with herself. That smelled really good. And looked good too. The fries were golden brown, and the chicken skin looked so crisp it definitely crunch when taking a bite of it. Perfect.
As she prepared everything, she noticed that she had forgotten to move the 'Thyroplasty' folder. She had been studying that a lot this week. But now was not the time for thinking about that. Regina took the folder and let it disappear into a drawer. There. Gone. No more thinking about that tonight. It would have to wait until later.
She moved the potatoes into a bowl and brought over to the table along with the chicken. She made sure to light the candles before sitting down opposite Emma. Candles were romantic. And romantic was exactly how Regina wanted the atmosphere to be tonight.
"That looks really good," Emma said and smiled at her.
Regina lifted her glass of wine, indicating that it was time for another toast, and Emma copied the motion. But added: "cheers... to your lipstick."
Her lipstick, really? Regina scoffed and shook her head slightly. But nonetheless toasted to it.
She had succeeded with the food for sure. The sweet potatoes were crispy and soft at the same time, and the chicken skin had a very satisfying crunch to it and was tender on the inside. Regina wasn't one to brag, but…
"You put Jamie Oliver to shame," Emma practically groaned as she helped herself to another piece of chicken.
Definitely not. Regina was amused as she shook her head in denial. She was NOT better than Jamie Oliver. She wasn't even close to being in his league. But she was glad that Emma was enjoying the food. That was the only thing she had wanted to accomplish tonight.
"You are one hell of a chef," Emma said firmly. "Henry is one lucky kid!"
Shaking her head again, Regina thought to herself that she never would get tired of Emma's way of expressing herself.
"What, he's still mostly into macaroni and cheese and peanut butter on toast?" Emma guessed. And looked like she didn't find those choices too bad.
Regina nodded in affirmative. That wasn't actually that far off. Henry did indeed prefer peanut butter over anything else. Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. He was mostly uninterested whenever she made 'advanced' meals. Well, of course he ate them without complaining, but he didn't quite appreciate it the same way Emma did.
"He doesn't know what he's missing out on. I mean, this chicken is fucking-"
Regina cleared her throat loudly. She couldn't listen to Emma cussing without being reminded of that night. And she didn't want to end up being aroused in the middle of dinner. So the cussing had to stop. Right now.
"Really good," Emma corrected herself with a grin. "This chicken is really good!"
Oh, how happy Regina was to hear that! She had spent a ridiculous amount of time in the grocery store in the search of the perfect chicken. She had nearly failed. This had been the very last chicken, and had she not been so swift in grabbing it, another lady would definitely have taken it and then they would have ended up having steak for dinner instead. Which would have been fine too, but Regina had really been in the mood for chicken. She was glad her hard work had paid off. It was a delight to see Emma really dig in and enjoy both the food and the wine. Regina was enjoying dinner too. A lot. But she was enjoying the company just a little bit more. She had missed Emma so much over the past week, and it was so nice to be with her again.
Oh, how nice it could be if they could be together all the time…
Regina pursed her lips as soon as the secret thought popped up in her head. That wasn't something she should think about tonight either. It didn't make sense to give it that much thought when Emma hadn't. And either way, it was too soon to consider all that.
She bowed her head and concentrated on her eating her food.
"So, I was thinking..."
Regina quickly looked, prepared to give Emma her full attention.
"Malena has arranged a little get-together next Saturday," Emma said and tugged a lock of blonde hair behind her ear. "She had invited all of us to a nearby bar to celebrate my contract, and I was wondering if you'd like to come with me? As my plus one."
Oh. Regina pursed her lips. It wasn't that she didn't want to celebrate Emma's contract, of course she did. There was nothing she'd want more.
But going out in public. With other people. That was daunting. Malena not so much, but Emma's co-workers were people she had never met, and what would they think of her? The woman who couldn't speak? What if they thought that she was a strange one and-
"It's nothing overly fancy," Emma interrupted her panic-y thoughts, reaching out and taking her hand across the table. "Just a couple of drinks with August and Ivy and Ursula and the rest of the guys. I'd really love to have you there with me."
Regina bit her lip. How could she possibly say no to that? She couldn't. And obviously, there was nothing to be afraid of. Emma's co-workers were a bunch of nice people. She nodded her yes.
"Yeah?" Emma said and smiled as she gave Regina's hand a little squeeze. "That's great! I couldn't imagine celebrating without you."
Regina automatically returned the smile, but she couldn't help feeling slightly nervous still. How was she going to communicate? She couldn't expect Emma to translate for her all evening. It was Emma's night after all.
What should she wear? Should she cover her throat or not? Would people stare at her if she didn't? Would she regret it if she did? What if wearing a scarf made her feel all insecure about her appearance again? She didn't want that. She had just grown accustomed to not wearing a scarf anymore.
But she didn't want to draw attention to herself on Emma's big night either.
God, this was frustrating! Now she felt guilty for being anxious about going out and celebrating Emma's success.
A very soft but nonetheless audible moan reached her ears, and Regina was immediately and completely distracted as she looked at Emma who clearly was enjoying her food. A lot. Well then. Regina reached for her glass of wine and took a large gulp. She hoped that she could blame the flush in her cheeks on the wine and absolutely nothing else.
"This is SO good," Emma said passionately.
Yes, it…. Would appear so. Regina gave a meek smile and tried not to think about what that moan had reminded her of.
"Seriously, you are SUCH a good cook, babe," Emma continued. "You have to teach me all your tricks sometimes…"
Okay, either Regina was going crazy (which was entirely possible!) or Emma was currently coming onto her in a very sophisticated manner. Which was entirely possible too. It wouldn't be the first time that Emma had come on to her in some creative way…
"So…" Emma said after a moment. "Do you think Henry is planning on beating Zelena and Chad at bowling tonight?"
Yes, she suspected Henry was planning on doing just that. Regina nodded and wrote Emma a note in which she told her that Henry was excellent at bowling. Neither Zelena nor Chad had ever pretended to be bad in order to let him win. Regina had no idea where he got his talent from. Perhaps Daniel Colter had been good at bowling or something. Another thing Regina never got the chance to find out during their very (very, very!) brief fling.
"And let me guess, the reward will be me a very large ice cream, yeah?" Emma snickered.
Regina's first response was to roll her eyes. Zelena was always looking for an excuse to spoil her nephew. Without thinking, she lifted her hands and signed: 'yes, most likely. She is responsible for eighty percent of the stuffed animals in his room.'
Emma laughed. "Good for her. Maybe I should add a few to that collection. What do you think?"
Well, Henry didn't exactly need anymore stuffed animals, but Regina absolutely loved the idea of Emma buying her son a gift. She flashed her partner a smile.
And then she marveled. Emma had understood everything she had just signed. There had been no notes or phone to help her. No guidance whatsoever. How incredible was that? She looked at Emma. Wondered if she had realized the incredible thing she had just done. It didn't look like she had.
They resumed eating between conversing. Emma was still very much enjoying the food, and she made a point of going 'mmm!' after having scarved down another bite.
Regina was planning on either smiling or rolling her eyes in response, but both options got away from her when she suddenly felt Emma's foot brush against her ankle under the table. She twitched in sheer surprise.
"Sorry," Emma said sheepishly. "Believe it or not, that was actually an accident."
An accident? Right… Regina raised an eyebrow to let Emma know that she didn't believe her. At all.
"It was," Emma assured, and Regina twitched again when she felt sock-clad toes nuzzle against her ankle. "A major accident." she pushed her toes harder against a soft spot on her ankle.
Regina felt herself flushing once more, and this time she couldn't pretend that it was because of the wine. It was quite ridiculous to get so riled up over so little. But she couldn't help it. Her feet were just so goddamn sensitive! If she was getting excited right in the middle of dinner, it certainly would be Emma's fault and not her.
Emma flashed her a smile that was mostly soft and just a little bit teasing. She knew exactly what she was doing, and her smile only grew wider as she slowly ran her big toe up Regina's ankle.
Regina took a large sip of her wine and tugged a lock of hair behind her ear. Was this just her, or was it getting very warm in here?
"A happy accident," Emma chuckled as she gave Regina's ankle another soft caress with her foot.
Regina did her best to scowl but felt that she wasn't really succeeding in the matter. She really shouldn't be giving Emma this look right in the middle of dinner, and she was quite relieved when Emma moved her toes away from her ankle. Thank god. She let out a puff of air and rubbed her arms a little. Goosebumps despite being warm. What an accomplishment.
Emma reached out and gave her hand a squeeze. "Have I mentioned how beautiful you look tonight?"
Okay, was it possible for her to NOT blush? Regina was starting to feel quite ridiculous as she shook her head in denial.
"You do," Emma said firmly, squeezing her hand again. Her gaze seemed to drift downwards, and Regina was immediately curious. What was Emma looking at?
She soon found out. Emma was staring at the lines of little buttons in her button down. And she was not being very subtle about it at all.
Regina didn't mind it. She found it to be quite exhilarating. And she was actually rather tempted to 'accidentally' open the first button in her blouse. She was well aware that her blouse was quite tight. And it pleased her that Emma had noticed too.
Emma looked up and they made eye contact. Now she was the one to blush a little. "Oops," she said sheepishly, grinning a little. She had clearly become aware that Regina had caught her staring. "Sorry?" she said, clearly not really feeling sorry.
She didn't have a reason to either. Regina smirked a little at her. It was nice to know that she wasn't the only one who was weak….
"No way, I'm not letting you pull that stunt again," Emma laughed. "I'm helping you this time!"
Regina pretended to scowl. But only for a second. Then she smilingly surrendered and graciously 'allowed' Emma to help her.
They had finished the very successful dinner, and Emma had just plain refused to be 'banished' to the living room while Regina did the dishes. She knew it would take a bit longer because the dishwasher was full. Zelena had forgotten to switch it on last night. So here they were, Regina was rinsing the dishes while Emma was drying, and Regina thought to herself that there was something so very domestic and nice about doing the dishes together. If she could, she would have hummed a merry little tune while they did they dishes.
"Did I mention that dinner was awesome?"
You had to admire Emma's acting abilities. She somehow managed to ask the question with a completely straight face. And she never stopped wiping the dishes while speaking.
Regina was amused and jokingly shook her head. Nope, she had absolutely no idea what Emma was talking about.
Oh, come on now, no reason to exaggerate. Regina gave Emma the lightest of shoves as she rinsed the last plate.
Emma was being incredibly effective and throughout as she rubbed it dry with the dishtowel. Once she was done, she held the plate up against the light. "Check it out, Mills!" she said. "Is that a clean plate or what? Huh? Huuuh?"
Regina rumbled again. Emma was so goofy.
Setting the plate down, Emma took her slightly damp hands between her own. Regina looked into her eyes. They weren't in the middle of dinner anymore. She could look at Emma in whatever way she wanted to look at her. And thank god for that.
Emma squeezed her hands a little. "Do you want to head inside the living room?"
Sure. Regina nodded. And motioned for Emma to bring her wine. Emma did so, but for some reason she snickered while doing so. Regina didn't understand why, nor did she make any attempts at finding out. Right now, she was much more interested in looking at Emma and admiring her dress.
They headed into the living room. Regina was glad that she had lit the fireplace earlier. It provided the room with a warm, cozy atmosphere. They sat down on the couch, and Regina entirely stopped being polite and looked at Emma. Really looked at her as she sat there in her pretty green dress that showed off those muscular arms, that lovely neck and… Well. Other things too. The dress had a generous neckline, and it was quite impossible not to stare.
Emma scooted closer to her and put a hand on her knee. Squeezed her knee a little. "Hey, you." Another squeeze.
Regina returned the smile and tugged a stray lock of hair behind her ear. Then covered Emma's hand with her own.
Emma didn't move her away from her knee, but she did wiggle it slightly as she caressed Regina's knee. It felt really nice, and Regina exhaled and leaned back in the couch, moving her hand away from Emma's again.
"I really wanna kiss you," Emma murmured. "Can I?"
Regina appreciated that Emma asked first, but really, she didn't need to anymore. She could just do it. The world wouldn't come to an end if she kissed Regina without asking first. Still, she nodded, and Emma didn't need further encouragement. She leaned in and brought her mouth to Regina's in a soft, sweet kiss.
Regina returned the kiss, hand coming up to cup the back of Emma's head and free hand cupping her cheek. Emma sighed into her mouth, and as soft and delicate as the kiss was, Regina still felt a pull of excitement low in her stomach. Would it always be like this? Would she from now on always be entirely unable to kiss Emma without immediately yearning for more? She brought her hands to Emma's waist and tugged her closer. Perhaps with more force than intended, but she could not help it. And Emma didn't seem to mind. In fact, Regina was certain she felt her chuckle softly against her lips.
She brushed the tip of her tongue over Emma's bottom lip and was immediately rewarded with Emma parting her lips and allowing her to slip her tongue inside. She caressed Emma's tongue with her own and the kiss immediately went from soft and tender to sensual and sizzling hot. Emma moaned into her mouth, and it was only through pure willpower Regina avoided to peel her clothes off and push her down on the couch right then and there. No matter how sexy it could have been (and oh, how it could have!) the couch was no place for such activities.
But kissing…... Kissing they could definitely do on the couch. In front of the fireplace. In a very romantic setting. And warm too. VERY warm. But there was nothing wrong with that. If Regina got too warm, she could just take off her shirt. The option to do that was always there. She put a hand on Emma's outer thigh and was delighted when she felt Emma shiver slightly. Then she moaned again. A bit sharper this time. Regina gently took her bottom lip between her teeth and gave it a teasing little tug. Just because she could. And because she knew that Emma happened to love that quite a bit.
Emma panted. So much she had to break the kiss. Her voice was rather rough when she muttered: "wow."
That reminded Regina of Emma's reaction after she had come, and obviously, that memory was rather distracting, but she still managed to push it out in favor of something that had just occurred to her. Something she had thought quite a bit about recently.
"What?" Emma asked, clearly having detected something in Regina's eyes.
Regina saw no reason to evade. She grabbed the stack of post-its and the pencil and scribbled down a question. 'Do you remember that I told you that I used to love having my neck kissed?' that was the thought that had just occurred to her. Emma's hair had tickled a sensitive spot on her neck while they kissed, and now Regina couldn't stop thinking about it. She gave the note to Emma.
"I remember that," Emma said, nodding her head gently.
Eager now, Regina grabbed a new note and wrote down a new question. 'Do you think that's something you could try?' her movements were almost a bit rapid as she pushed the note towards Emma. Her hair tickling that spot on her neck had really made her feel all lightheaded. And she was a bit afraid that the courage would desert her if she didn't address the subject immediately.
"Yes," Emma said immediately. "Of course it is. Absolutely." she smiled a little at her.
Regina waited in anticipation. But when nothing happened, she realized that Emma didn't know that she meant right now. Oh. Oops. She should have clarified that in her note. Oh well. She leaned forward slightly and formed the word 'now'. Yes, it had to be now. Before courage deserted her.
"Right now?" Emma gently checked with her. As she always did.
Regina bit her lip but nodded. She was sure.
"Absolutely," Emma said, smiling gently as she reached for Regina's hand. "But you have to let me know immediately if it doesn't feel good, okay? Squeeze my hand."
Of course. With a soft nod, Regina promised to do just that. Then she closed her eyes and exhaled. Checked herself one last time. Her heart was beating a bit fast, but that had to be because of the kiss. Not anxiety. She would have been able to detect that.
"Okay," Emma murmured, and Regina heard the couch creak softly as she leaned in. Hair tickled her neck. Her breath quickened enough, but she did not squeeze Emma's hand. She did not want her to stop.
And Emma didn't. She kissed the side of Regina's neck very, very gently.
Regina made sure to take slow, deep breaths now. But it was only a precaution. She didn't feel panic-y or lightheaded. There was literally nothing bad about Emma kissing her neck. Nothing bad at all. Her lips brushing against the spot where the markings were, didn't make memories pop up in her mind. There was only room for Emma there. Emma's good touches.
"Was that okay?"
The question made Regina open her eyes and she was met by Emma who was looking at her with a hint of concern in her eyes.
Regina was quick to nod. It was okay. More than okay. So much that she needed Emma to do it again. She pointed to Emma's lips and then to her own neck.
"You're asking me to do it again?"
Regina nodded again, already anticipating the feeling of Emma's lips against her neck.
"Let me know if it doesn't feel good, yeah?"
Of course, of course. She nodded again and closed her eyes. The spot on her neck was practically tingling. Emma kissed her neck again, and oh god, if it was possible, it was even nicer than Emma kissing her lips. It made her burn and tingle all over.
"Was that okay too?"
Yes. Regina nodded and felt a smile tug at her lips. It was very much okay. The only problem was that it was over too soon.
"Do you want me to stop?"
Absolutely not. She shook her head but made sure not to do it too rapidly. She didn't want to risk knocking her head against Emma's or something.
"Do you want me to do it again?" Emma asked. Her voice was so soft and warm.
Regina's caution went out of the window as she nodded her head fervently. Yes, she absolutely wanted Emma to do that again!
Her neck was kissed again. For slightly longer this time. Regina shivered. But definitely not because she was uncomfortable. She was shivering because of the exact opposite reason.
"Again?"
She couldn't even be bothered to nod this time. She just squeezed Emma's hand twice and hoped that Emma would recognize the gesture as a yes.
She did. Regina's neck was kissed again. This time right below her ear. A different spot. Regina shivered. Her breathing sped up but not in a remotely bad way. No, she was starting to feel that tingling sensation low in her stomach once more. It made the space between her legs pull tight in that particular way.
"One more time?"
Regina gave Emma's hand two more squeezes in confirmation, and then her neck was kissed again. Softly and tenderly and god, Regina couldn't hold back a moan. Oh, that felt so, so good! She was feeling lightheaded, but not remotely in a bad way. Her skin pulled tight as goosebumps pebbled and when she felt Emma lifting her head, Regina opened her eyes and wasted no time in cupping Emma's cheeks and pulling her in for a kiss. The kiss was immediately returned and when Regina leaned back and pulled Emma down on top of her, Emma just laughed a bit. Readjusted, then kissed her again. Thoroughly and almost hard.
Regina loved it. She stroked Emma's back. From the nape of her neck and down to her lower back. Emma's fingers were in her hair, effortlessly gliding through it, and Regina absolutely couldn't get enough of it. Of her. Emma Swan and her outstandingly good kisses. She moved her hands from Emma's back to her front and cupped her breasts through Emma's dress. Emma moaned and her teeth scraped over Regina's bottom lip. Probably not intentionally, but Regina definitely didn't object to it. But she was tempted to do so when Emma broke the kiss.
"Do you wanna take this... elsewhere?" she breathlessly asked.
Oh. Those six words were just about the only thing that could prevent Regina from complaining. She nodded. There was nothing she'd want more than to take this elsewhere.
Emma bussed her lightly on the lips, climbed off of her and extended a hand out to help her get up from the couch.
Regina willingly took the offered hand and squeezed it a bit as they walked towards the stairs. Emma flashed her a grin, and despite it being quite the precarious position, they ended up kissing halfway up the stairs. Regina paid no mind to it being dangerous. She didn't think of the risks of falling down the stairs. She was much too busy kissing Emma and going delirious from feeling Emma's hands on her body. The warmth from her palms were seeping right through her clothes, and Regina was certain that she would go mad before they even made it upstairs. Before she even got her clothes off. For a very brief second, Regina seriously considered what the harm would be in doing it right there on the stairs…
They made it into the bedroom, though, and as soon as the door had been closed behind them, the couple kissed each other again. Emma's hands were on her body. Gently freeing Regina's crisp white blouse from the waistband of her of her black slacks. Then moved her hands up to the first button in her blouse, and breaking the kiss for just a second, she murmured: "this okay?"
Regina only nodded very briefly before leaning in and resumed the kiss. They didn't stop as Emma slowly undid her blouse; Regina merely answered by opening the lines of buttons in Emma's pretty, green dress. She had no problem with multitasking and neither had Emma. Button after button was undone, and once her blouse was hanging gaping from her shoulders, Emma took a step back as to admire her work. Or possibly because she was out of breath.
Regina flashed her a shy little grin. She had chosen a black lace bra tonight, a choice she only grew happier and happier about when seeing the look Emma was giving her. Emma gently grabbed hold of the collar of her blouse. "Can I take this off?"
Honestly, Regina would be disappointed if Emma didn't. Of course she nodded, and Emma carefully pushed the white blouse down her shoulders. A new round of goosebumps started growing on Regina's arms, but she ignored them and smiled at Emma once the blouse was on the floor.
"How can you even be real?" Emma murmured, looking at her with eyes that seemed to have glazed over.
Stepping forward, Regina started to work on the line of buttons in Emma's dress again. She frowned in sheer concentration and felt her heart speed up when she got the first glimpse of Emma's bra. White and lacey. And absolutely perfect. Just like Emma. It didn't take long before the dress was reduced to two halves hanging from Emma's shoulders. Regina lifted the two halves and raised an eyebrow at Emma for assurance that she could continue.
"Go on," Emma encouraged. "Take it off."
Message received and understood. Regina took off Emma's dress and let it fall to the floor. Then took a step back to admire Emma who was now just in her underwear. She looked absolutely fantastic. Lace, cotton, it didn't matter which material her underwear was made of. Anything would suit her.
And her body… Those long legs. That toned abdomen. The muscular arms that had held Regina so close the last time. Those narrow hips that only just perked out in such a teasing manner. Emma's body was a work of art, and Regina would never stop admiring it.
She stared unabashedly and unapologetically at Emma's breasts. She was itching to touch them. Palm them. Hold them in her hands like the last time. Oh, they had fitted so perfectly in her hands!
Emma was the one to grin shyly now and rub her arms, and that brought Regina out of her trance. She stepped out of her heels and then opened the top button in her slacks. Eager to get rid of them as soon as possible, she reached for the zipper but was stopped by Emma who put a hand on her wrist and asked: "can I do that?"
Of course the answer to that was yes. Regina moved her hand away from the zipper and let Emma finish the job. Which she did with effortless elegance. And just as elegantly, she pushed the slacks down Regina's hips. They pooled around her ankles, and Regina was just about to step out of them, but she was distracted by Emma who rather suddenly dropped to her knees and kissed a spot on her right hip.
Regina moaned, sucked in a sharp breath, then grasped Emma's chin and urged her up. As soon as they were at eye level with each other, Regina pulled Emma to her and kissed her deeply.
Emma returned the kiss. Her hands were on Regina's back. First simply holding her close, but then roaming and clearly searching after something. She let out a frustrated little huff, but Regina grasped her hand and guided it to her front instead. Guided it to the front clasp in her bra.
Emma kept kissing her as she fumbled with the front clasp and now it was Regina's turn to let out a few frustrated huffs. She was just about to assist Emma in the matter but then felt her bra being undone. She didn't break the kiss either as she wiggled her arms free of the straps. The bra fell to the floor, and Regina pressed herself harder to Emma. Her stiff nipples rubbed against the crisp, lacy fabric of Emma's bra and Regina groaned into the kiss at the stimulation. Oh god, that felt SO good!
She slid her hands to Emma's back, and she skated her fingers up and down Emma's back for just a moment until she heard Emma moan into her mouth. That had to be confirmation enough.
As easy as one-two-three, Regina unclasped Emma's bra, slid the straps down her arms and tugged the bra off of her. She dumped it on the floor and quickly looped her arms around Emma's neck to bring her closer again. Skin to skin contact at last. Emma's nipples were stiff too. Her moans intensified. Then she spoke. Her voice was rough. "Mmm, Regina, I-" she cut herself off to peck Regina's lips again and again before croaking: "b-bed?"
Absolutely. Regina broke the kiss and walked over to the bed. But exactly like last time, she was stopped by Emma who this time was faster than her. She climbed onto the bed. Extended a hand out towards Regina and beckoned: "come here, beautiful."
Regina was nothing but willing and excited as she took Emma's hand and allowed her to pull her onto the bed and on top of her.
The skin to skin contact had Emma moaning again and even more so when they were kissing each other once more. Regina shuddered as Emma caressed her back. As the kiss deepened, Emma's hand slipped bit lower. But feeling Emma's hand on her ass only heightened Regina's arousal. She moaned. Shifted on top of Emma and managed to slip a thigh in between Emma's legs. Exactly like she had done in the log-cabin that night.
Emma's reaction did not disappoint. She broke the kiss to throw her head back and moaned, and Regina took the opportunity to kiss the gloriously exposed neck before her eyes. That had Emma's cries going a bit sharper and a lot more delirious. She clutched at Regina's back with slippery hands now.
Emma's reactions were so wonderful. Regina couldn't wait to hear and see her unravel once more in that beautiful, beautiful way. She kissed Emma's lips again, swallowing each and everyone of those gorgeous moans. Then she moved her right hand to the outside of Emma's panties. Rubbing gently and feeling warm wetness through the thin material, Regina thought to herself that this was a very, very good place to start.
So it honestly was a bit of a surprise when Emma rather suddenly pulled out of the kiss and grasped her hand to still her movements.
For one dreadful second, Regina imagined that she had done something wrong.
Until Emma murmured: "I wanna do something first."
Regina raised an eyebrow. Do what?
"You f-first," Emma said, clearly trying to sound 'firm'. "I insist."
That had Regina frowning slightly. She really wanted to please Emma, but it was hard to stand by her decision when Emma 'insisted'.
"I wanna make you feel good," Emma rasped and gave her a little wink.
And just how was Regina supposed to resist THAT? She obviously couldn't, and she didn't need anymore convincing as she moved her hand away from Emma's core.
Emma sat up in bed and gave her a gentle little nudge. "Lie back, beautiful."
Regina did as instructed, and soon Emma was on top of her again. Kissing her sternum. Her collarbone. "I wanna kiss you everywhere," she husked.
Everywhere as in…. everywhere? Regina's breath caught in her throat.
Emma began to kiss the top of her breast. "Everywhere," she repeated. Kissed Regina's hard nipple and made her twitch. She pursed her lips and blew hot air on Regina's nipple, and oh god, Regina's world was already spinning. The dampness between her thighs had already started when they kissed each other downstairs, but as Emma now took her nipple between her teeth and gently sucked, the dampness evolved into a tight, throbbing sensation that had Regina shifting and moaning. Heat spread through her rapidly as Emma swirled her tongue over her nipple for a moment before switching side and doing the exact same thing to her other breast. Kissing the top of it. Finding her nipple. Gently taking it between her teeth. Sucking at it and then swirling her tongue over the sensitive peak. Then moved on to the underside of her breast. Kissed around her areola. Kneaded her other as to assure no part of her was left untouched. Rolling the nipple between her fingers.
Regina's back bowed at its own accord. Her teeth sank into her bottom lip. The muscles between her thighs twitched. Her fingers were in Emma's hair like the last time. Combing through it. Like the last time. And yet everything about this felt completely new. Emma's touches were familiar and exciting at the same time, and as she kissed her way down her stomach, Regina was already halfway in Paradise.
"Everywhere," Emma murmured again right before she dipped her tongue into Regina's navel.
That had Regina moaning again. Her back arched and as Emma started to dot kisses all around her navel, her hips wiggled. She couldn't keep still. Was desperate for just the littlest bit of friction. It occurred to her that Emma was taking her kisses lower and lower. To her abdomen. To her left hipbone. Regina's toes curled as Emma swirled her tongue there for a moment before mouthing her way to her right. The next kiss was more gentle, and Regina didn't have to open her eyes to know that Emma had reached the marks on her hip. The tender gesture had her next moan come out as a sob. Then she forgot all about the marks existence when Emma swirled her tongue in a most convincing matter that had her world spinning all over again. Those talented lips returned to her abdomen. Kissing lower and lower until they reached the waistband of her panties. Regina's fingers curled around locks of Emma's hair. The muscles between her legs clenched at nothing, and her toes curled almost painfully.
A hand cupped her core and began to gently rub her through her underwear and Regina's right leg jerked. She hadn't meant to do that. She simply couldn't control her body right now.
"Can I kiss you here too?"
Regina opened her eyes and looked down at Emma who was between her legs. Her eyes were all ashine and the tip of a pink tongue darted out to lick her bottom lip. Regina answered the question with a frantic nod that was as intense as if she had shouted 'yes!'. She bit her own lip and felt her heart pound in her chest. She couldn't remember the last time anyone had done that to her. Not even the last time anyone had offered to do so. For a very long time, Regina had been 'the giver'. The provider of pleasure. It hadn't gone both ways like it was supposed to in a well-functioning relationship. Perhaps that was why Emma's question damn nearly brought tears to her eyes.
Because it was about more than just a sexual act.
"Close your eyes," Emma breathed. "And relax. Let me take care of you."
Having absolutely no problem with doing that, Regina laid back against the pillow and closed her eyes. This was going to be absolutely fucking amazing and she let out a sigh of pleasure as Emma kissed her skin again. Her long hair tickled Regina's bare skin, but this time around, Regina had no desire to feel amused. She was much too busy feeling how wonderful it was when Emma kissed her skin.
First her abdomen, but then lower.
On the outside of her panties.
Regina let out a little hiss and her hips began rotating again. She closed her fingers around the bedding. That she could squeeze as hard as she desired. Didn't have to be afraid to cause harm like she would have been if it was Emma's hair she was pulling at.
She bit her lip and the muscles in her thighs pulled taut. Emma who seemed to have taken a break (to look at her?) resumed kissing on the outside of her panties.
A ripple of pleasure had Regina shaking as Emma brushed her nose against her concealed clit and the wet spot on her underwear.
Regina moaned sharply and wiggled her hips, nearly bucked when Emma kissed her inner thigh. That had always been a tender spot for her, and somehow, Emma seemed to know this already. She certainly kept on kissing the soft spot, and Regina groaned when she felt the wetness trickle down her inner thighs.
God, this was driving her crazy! Absolutely crazy! The next sound she let out was a huff of slight impatience. She couldn't help it. This was absolutely wonderful, but Emma didn't touch her properly soon, there was a chance that Regina would either explode or die.
Or possibly both.
Emma, thank god, picked up on her frustration. Gave her inner thigh the softest of caresses. "Are you ready for more, beautiful?"
Regina puffed out air and nodded frantically. Hoped that Emma could see her nod. Didn't have the strength to knock her fist against the mattress right now.
And didn't have to either. Emma toyed with the waistband of her panties. "Can I take these off?"
Rather than nodding, Regina simply raised her hips. The clearest 'go ahead'-sign she possibly could come up with.
And it was picked up on. Emma gently but quickly slipped the panties down her bottom and then legs. Regina wiggled slightly and was sure she managed to shake the panties off.
Once again, she was completely bared for Emma. Regina parted her legs slightly and bit her lip again. Her abdominal muscles flexed in an anticipation, and she was nearly surprised when lips kissed hers and Emma's hair tickled her cheek.
"I love you," Emma murmured. "Please stop biting your lip. I don't want you to hurt yourself. If you need to do something, hold on to my hair. I don't mind a bit of tugging."
Regina frowned slightly. She was afraid that it would hurt Emma.
"I like it," Emma assured as she kissed Regina's cheek. "Pull my hair but please don't bite your lip. I need it in one piece, okay?"
Regina could only huff and nod in response. Then fall back into that anticipative state as Emma kissed her cheek again. Her jaw. Her sternum. Her collarbones. Her breasts. Tongue swirling over first right nipple and then the left. Regina groaned and actually did end up tugging a bit at Emma's hair. She couldn't help it. Especially not when Emma kissed down her abdomen again. Regina's back arched and her fingers tightened in Emma's hair. Once again, she felt as though she was on the verge of exploding when Emma began to kiss her inner thighs. She twisted and turned and moaned and was desperate for friction. Her clit was throbbing, but she couldn't squeeze her legs together because Emma was in between them.
Emma's hair tickled her legs. She could feel her hot breath on her core. Regina huffed in impatience again. Took a deep breath as to brace herself.
But nothing- absolutely nothing- could have prepared her for the feeling of Emma's mouth on her sex. Her entire body twitched. Tensed up for a moment before her legs spread farther apart on their own accord.
Emma's tongue lapped at her. Regina threw her head back in ecstasy and panted as Emma slowly swirled her tongue through her wetness. Gently pushed her folds apart and licked her from entrance to clit and back again. Lapped at her entrance.
Regina was an absolute mess. The muscles in her back pulled taut as her spine curved. Her fingers gripped at Emma's hair as Emma pressed the tip of her tongue against her entrance. Her hips bucked in an attempt to meet Emma's tongue and draw it in. One of her hands slipped from Emma's hair to slap against the mattress. She had no control over her actions right now. Couldn't think or breathe properly.
Emma ran her tongue through her folds again, lapped at her entrance again, and Regina sobbed. Actually sobbed. She couldn't help that either. She tugged at Emma's hair. Silently begged and did her best to communicate that she desperately needed more. Otherwise she would go mad. She was sure of that.
Emma recognized her pleads. Her lips sealed around her clit.
The next sound out of Regina's mouth was a ragged sob of pure relief. Her hips bucked again as Emma began to gently suck at her clit, and when one of Emma's hands came up and kneaded her best, Regina let her own hand fall on top of Emma's. Closeness. Something to anchor her during this intense moment was exactly what she needed right now, and she clutched at Emma's hand.
A hand was lowered. A finger teased her entrance. Then slipping inside slowly. Inch by inch.
Regina arched forward again, upper body nearly lifting off of the bed like a bow drawn tight. The pressure between her legs intensified. The sensation of Emma sucking her clit combined with the finger that now found her g-spot and gently rubbed against it had everything pulling tight within her. She moaned and her voice threatened to break completely. Once again, she was hovering right by that metaphorical cliff. She trembled and was sure she heard her teeth chatter in her mouth.
Emma let out a satisfied little hum of pleasure as she applied more pressure to Regina's clit with her mouth. She rubbed the pad of her finger against Regina's clit, and it felt like something inside Regina completely snapped.
Her moans somehow got stuck in her throat. Her body pulled tight again. Her muscles clamped down around Emma's finger. She strained and her hips bucked. Then she was coming, coming, coming, mouth falling open and body arching forward. Wetness releasing in a gush that had the tiniest of gasps spilling from her lips. Something trembled deep in her stomach, her clit now twitching in oversensitivity.
She pushed at the crown of Emma's head, felt that she was able to breathe a little easier when Emma released her clit with a soft pop. There was another moment of tensing where her walls fluttered around Emma's finger still inside her, but then her muscles relaxed, and as they softened, something tugged at Regina's lips.
She couldn't help the ridiculous smile spreading on her lips. She felt so fucking GOOD. So happy and peaceful and relaxed. God, THIS was the best sex she'd ever had! Which she probably would think about the next time she had sex with Emma, but right now that didn't make sense in her brain. She was just so fucking happy. Floating in space. Soft ripples of pleasures still rushing through her in gentle waves. She wouldn't have minded staying like this forever.
But eventually, she discovered that she was in fact able to move. Her eyelids fluttered. She let out a long, deep sigh. Then she opened her eyes and tried to get familiar with her surroundings again.
"Hi."
Regina blinked. The movement made Emma's blurry silhouette become crystal clear. But unfortunately, it also made hot tears splash onto her cheeks. She immediately wiped her cheeks and grimaced. Seriously? Would she always be crying in bed? Did this madness have no end?
"I love when you do that," Emma said softly.
Her voice was so genuine and sweet. Regina found it hard to be embarrassed about her tears when Emma was so sweet and understanding. She wiped her cheeks again, and Emma snickered and kissed her bare shoulder. "Post coital bliss looks good on you, babe."
Regina smiled back in return. She was still feeling a bit floaty. Her stomach still pleasantly curling around the last remains of the pleasure Emma had given to her.
"Are you tired?" Emma asked gently. "You can sleep if you want to."
Sleep? No, absolutely not! Sleep was for the weak. She motioned for Emma to come closer, and once Emma was just that, she intertwined their bodies once more. Now it was Emma's turn to shudder and moan as Regina pushed her panties down her legs and bring her hand in between Emma's thighs. The first time she had did this, she had been greeted by a neat, trimmed patch of tight curls, but tonight there was only smooth softness. Regina smiled against Emma's lips. Emma had expected this to happen. Good.
She rubbed between Emma's legs, then slipping two fingers inside her and gently starting to pump.
Emma moaned into her mouth. Her legs wrapped around Regina's waist. A new thing, but Regina was only delighted.
And even more delighted was she when Emma a little later cried out into her shoulder in pure bliss…
"Yoo-hoo, lovebirds! It is my great pleasure to report that it it's eleven o'clock!"
What? When? Why? Where?
What in hell's name was going on?!
Regina lifted her head so quickly, she became a bit dizzy and frantically looked around. She couldn't see a damn thing because her hair was in her face and vision was blurry and what in the world was that terrible NOISE?
"Hello? Are you guys awake or not?"
Zelena. That was Zelena, right? Why was she home so early? God….
No, wait, didn't she just say that it was eleven o'clock? But surely, that couldn't be, could it?
"We're up," Emma confirmed croakily.
So Emma was awake too. Poor thing.
A quick glance to her alarm clock confirmed that Zelena was speaking the truth. It was indeed eleven o'clock. How the hell had it become so late?
Well, Regina knew exactly how. They had gone to sleep late last night, and thus had also slept in. Unfortunately.
"Wonderful," Zelena chirped. "Then perhaps it would be wise to make yourselves decent!"
Seriously? Regina shook her head gravely in annoyance. She loved her sister, but right now she also hated her a little bit. This was NOT how she was planning on starting her morning. She had envisioned that she would be waking up a bit earlier. And then waking Emma in some delightful way. She had no particular interest in going downstairs and immediately be confronted with Zelena. And with her son too most likely. Oh, good god.
"What's wrong?" Emma asked hoarsely next to her.
In response, Regina opened the bedside drawer in which her phone resided. She grabbed the device and willed her eyes to focus as she wrote 'I really need my own place.' She couldn't stop rolling her eyes as she turned the screen towards Emma. Hopefully, her eyes were a bit more willing to focus.
"Oh," Emma said after having read the message. "Yeah, I guess you do."
Regina nodded gravely. Then let her forehead connect with the pillow in a rather dramatic fashion. If she had been just a bit bolder, she would have asked Emma to ask HER to move in right then and there…...
To Be Continued…..