Thanks to Abigail Sykes x
The next day, when the verdict was imminent, Ruby had managed to get out of training so she could be in court to support Kat and Regina, along with Emma. The four of them sat where the three of them had sat the day before. Ruby and Kat are joined by their entwined fingers and Emma has an arm around Regina's waist, her thumb rhythmically rubbing over the side of the baby bump. Regina insecurely wrings her hands, hardly aware of the comfort Emma is trying to offer her.
"Have all members of the jury come to a unanimous decision?" The Judge asks from behind her bench.
The four women wait with bated breath. Regina wrings her hands even tighter and Emma reaches over with her free hand to separate the tense limbs and to hold one gently and reassuringly.
The judge begins proceedings with her opening statement and then gets around to asking the question everyone in the court had been waiting for. "On the count of human trafficking, how do you find the defendant?"
"We find the defendant guilty, your honour."
Regina exhales and buries her face in Emma's neck as the tension she's been holding onto leaves her body. The tears of pain and worry flow down her face as Emma holds around her and kisses the top of her head.
"Damn right you do!" Kat shouts from where she is sitting next to Regina, earning her a nudge and a raised eyebrow from Ruby.
"Please be quiet," the judge commands as she glares in Kat's direction, "I will not tolerate outbursts in my courtroom."
"I will not tolerate outbursts in my courtroom," Kat petulantly and quietly mocks as she looks down at her feet, not wanting to get into trouble, but not wanting the judge to have the last word either.
Ruby smirks to herself and holds Kat a little tighter.
"You have been found guilty of a very heinous crime," the judge states as she looks directly at Cora. "You sold your own daughter into a life of pain and suffering and you have shown no remorse for that terrible crime."
Cora defiantly stares back at the judge, her spine stiff and her jaw clenched.
"I sentence you to life imprisonment without chance of parole. Case dismissed," she says with finality and she bangs her gavel.
With that, Cora is led away in handcuffs but not before she gets the chance to look over to where the four women are sitting. She meets the icy stare of Emma's green eyes. Emma doesn't avert her eyes. She stares Cora down until the old woman finally looks away.
"It's over," Emma whispers into brunette locks, as Regina continues to sob into her neck. The realization and relief of it finally being over hits her like a train and makes her cry even harder.
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When they all get back to Emma's, after an almost completely silent car ride as they all absorbed the importance of the day, Regina kicks off her heels and they all make their way to the kitchen for a celebration drink.
"This is to the both of you and to all of our futures together," Emma toasts, as she holds her glass of champagne aloft, along with the other three women.
"To our futures and to it finally being over," Kathryn adds, as they all clink their glasses together.
"And to Emma, our saviour," Regina says with a bright and prideful smile before she takes a sip of her non-alcoholic beverage.
"So, can we start planning your wedding now?" Kat says just to throw everyone off.
"You don't hang about, do you?" Ruby chuckles.
"Well, it's a time to celebrate. There are only going to be good things for us from now on."
"I want Cocoon to be part of our wedding."
"Me too," Emma agrees dreamily, as her hand slips further around Regina's waist until her fingers are rubbing the side of her ever-increasing bump.
"So, can we start planning it now?" Kat asks impatiently. "And by the way, you really need to start narrowing down baby names, or the poor thing will end up being 'Cocoon Swan' on her birth certificate."
Regina laughs and Emma is so relieved to see the misery that has been plaguing her lover for so long finally start dissipating. It has almost felt like Regna's laugh had become a distant memory because she had been hearing it less and less since Cora had come back on the scene.
"Don't worry, the birth certificate is going to say, 'Princess Swan,'" Emma says with a straight face.
"It bloody well won't," Regina scoffs, as she steps out of Emma's hold around her. She gently shoves Emma's arm when the blonde smiles at her, realising the blonde was just teasing her.
"We do need to narrow our options down though," she says as she pulls Regina back against her. "I made a list of all the names I like. I've done all the hard work."
"That wasn't a list. That was an encyclopedia of baby names," Ruby butts in with.
"Were there any you liked from the list, Regina? Kat queries.
"I have my favourites," she replies secretly.
"Which ones? And why haven't you told me?" Emma asks, seemingly perturbed.
Kat and Ruby's eyes flick back and forth between the two women, as if they are watching a tennis match.
"Because the one I like the most wasn't on your list." She bites her list almost apologetically. Emma had put a lot of effort into her list, but Regina had simply come across the one that she liked when she was watching TV one day.
"Really? I'm pretty sure every single name ever was on Emma's list," Ruby teases again.
"That's ok," Emma replies, ignoring Ruby. "What's the name you like?"
Regina places her glass on the counter and stands on her tiptoes to whisper in Emma's ear. Emma slips her hands onto Regina's hips, pulling her a little bit closer, until their bodies and pressed together. She turns to goo when soft lips gently brush against her ear to divulge her preferred name. Emma mulls the name over in her mind as Regina looks up at her expectantly. "I like it. I can't believe I never thought of it myself."
"What is it?" Kat demands impatiently.
"It's…. a secret," Regina replies with a smirk as she looks over her shoulder to her friend.
"What? Why? I need to know it for the mural," Kat grumbles.
"Because it's just for me and Emma to know for now."
"Fine. Until you tell me her name, I'm going to call her…" Her eyes narrow as she tries to think of the worst name possible. She smiles deviously when she finds a name she knows Regina doesn't like. "Mary Margaret," she declares triumphantly.
"Ohhhh you bitch," Regina accuses with narrowed eyes, causing Kat to laugh out loud.
Ruby looks confused until Emma interjects. "Wasn't that the girl you hated from high school?"
"That's the one," Kat gleefully answers for her friend.
"I'm definitely not telling you the name now."
"That's fine, isn't it, little Mary Margaret? I'll get it out of your mommy sooner or later." Kat directs to Regina's stomach. She then looks at her friend and gives her a shit eating grin.
Ruby laughs and pulls Kat into a hug. She looks over the blonde's shoulder to share a look with Emma, both of them silently acknowledging how lucky they are to have the two feisty and wonderful women in their lives.
"How about some lunch?" Regina proposes. Emma tries to dissuade her and get her to sit down and take it easy, but the brunette was having none of it. She was in the best mood of her life. Emma had to fight to hold back happy tears when Regina started merrily humming as she diced tomatoes for the salad.
"How long will lunch be?" Kat enquires from where she is now sitting at the kitchen table next to Ruby.
"Not long. Maybe twenty minutes."
"Good, Come on Ruby, let's go," she instructs, as she stands up and offers Ruby her hand.
"Where are we going?"
"Upstairs, to celebrate."
"Oh, hell yes," the athlete excitedly agrees as she jumps up, almost knocking her chair over.
"You guys behave like horny teenagers," Emma shouts after them as they hurry out of the room. "Can you believe them?" She half-heartedly shrugs.
Regina puts the knife down and wipes her hands on a tea towel before walking over to Emma and sitting on her knees. She slides a hand behind Emma's neck and gently scrapes her fingernails over pale skin just in the right way to make her purr as she closes her eyes in contentment.
"I can believe them, and I think it's a good enough idea to copy," she smirks.
Emma's eyes shoot open. "I've always admired Kathryn for her great ideas. Let's go." She stands up, holding Regina against her.
Regina squeals joyfully and wraps her legs around her lover's thin waist as she's carried upstairs. She nips and licks at Emma's neck and jaw on the journey to their bedroom. The blonde's steps never falter, she's so focused on getting to their bed as quickly as possible.
"I've missed this," Regina hums in pleasure as Emma's mouth works its magic down her neck and throat.
"Me too," Emma mumbles against her hot skin, as she lowers her to the bed and lays on top of her. She is always careful not to put her weight on Regina's stomach, her growing appendage cradled between Regina's thighs, as her lover parts her legs in invitation.
Regina reaches down and starts unbuckling Emma's belt, needing to feel more of her than the clothes they are wearing would otherwise allow. As soon as the belt is undone and her pants are unbuttoned and unzipped, she slips her hand inside and below the waistband of her boxers and grips the throbbing cock, much to Emma's delight.
Emma's mouth stills just as she's nipping on Regina's collar bone, when her dick is taken in her fiancée's warm hand. "Mmm," she whimpers as she buries her face into Regina's neck, as the small hand works her cock from base to tip. She feels a thumb brush over her leaking tip, gathering her fluids, before the hand descends with more ease back down her shaft. She allows herself to luxuriate in the wonderful feeling radiating throughout her body for a few minutes, before deciding that she really needs to feel Regina too. She slides one hand down the body below her until it reaches the hem of Regina's skirt. She pushes it up past her waist and cups her over her wet panties. Her other hand holds around the back of the brunette's head.
Regina pushes up against the hand pressing against her core. "Take them off," she pleads.
Emma pushes the scrap of lace down toned legs and Regina kicks them the rest of the way off. Their lips once again connect with each other's and their tongues meet uncoordinatedly, as fingers slide between sticky wet folds, making Regina mewl into Emma's mouth and tighten her grip on the pulsing shaft in her hand. Their bodies move in rhythm at their mutual gratification. Their moans and grunts of delight build as their pleasure does.
Emma has two fingers curved inside of Regina's centre, as she rubs her sweet spot as her thumb toys with her swollen bundle of nerves. The feel of Regina's copious wetness slowly dripping down her hand and wrist and the sound her hand makes against the slick flesh, only serves to intensify the blissful feeling running through her veins when Regina gently squeezes her balls with one hand and grips onto her firm backside with the other.
Regina tightens her legs as they grip around the back of Emma's thighs, needing her lover closer, deeper. She raises her hips each time slender fingers push inside her, meeting them thrust for thrust, as the feeling in her core intensifies.
Emma is too engrossed in Regina's pleasure to care that her dick is now being neglected, as the woman below her all but fucks her hand and moans into her mouth. It just makes it that much easier to focus on her lover without her own bliss getting in the way, as she drives her closer and closer to the edge.
"Emma," Regina loudly moans as her back arches and her head pushes back against the hand in her hair, as the digits inside her reach deeper.
"That's it, baby, squeeze my fingers," Emma seductively whispers into her ear before gently nibbling on her earlobe. "After I've made you cum on my fingers, I'm going to make you cum in my mouth," she promises, as she quickens her fingers, deciding she really needs to taste her lover as soon as possible. Her words entice a particularly delicious moan from Regina, and she takes a moment to pull back and look at her, as she is on the precipice of euphoria. Her eyes are tightly shut, her lips slightly parted, as heavy breaths mixed with delightful moans escape from her. Her cheeks are a deep shade of pink, her forehead is sweaty, and Emma can't help but be awed by her beauty.
Regina's heels dig painfully into the back of Emma's thighs, as her hips raise off the mattress and a deep moan fills the room as she cums hard.
Emma slows her movements as the tight grip of slick walls tense around her fingers. She moans against Regina's sweaty cheek as the brunette rides out her pleasure against her hand. When Regina slumps back down against the bed, Emma kisses the same sweaty cheek until the brunette is recovered enough to open her eyes.
"Welcome back." Emma smiles brightly and tenderly kisses her lips, as she slowly removes her fingers. "Now I get to taste you." She starts to move down her body but is stopped by a hand tugging on her shirt. Emma sits back on her knees with a confused look on her face and her dick pointing straight at Regina.
"It's my turn," Regina breathlessly replies, still recovering from her orgasm.
"But I want to taste you," Emma petulantly moans.
Regina reaches down and holds around Emma's wrist, pulling her glistening hand up between them. "So, taste me," she offers, with a wicked smile.
Emma wants to pout at not getting to eat Regina out, but the incredible scent that's invading her nostrils and the promise of a blow job, is enough to make her smile. She brings her fingers to her lips, closes her eyes and inhales deeply before sucking on the digits.
As she's lost in the taste of intoxicating aroma, the brunette moves so that she's on her hands and knees only inches away from Emma's dripping tip. Her tongue flicks out at the wet, bulbous head, making it bounce slightly.
"Shi…" Emma begins, but when plump lips engulf her tip and slide down her shaft, the ability to speak momentarily evades her. She looks down at the head bobbing up and down on her dick and gently cups around the back of Regina's neck. When Regina's nose touches her groin and stays there for a few moments, Emma's head falls back and her ability to speak returns. "Just like that, baby."
So, Regina keeps doing it just like that, but all of Emma's panting and huffing, mixed with the taste of her dripping tip, is too much for Regina and she needs more. She slips one of her own hands between her legs to help ease the need once again building up inside herself. She rubs around her clit with her middle finger, still a bit too sensitive for any direct contact. It's just enough to take the edge off, so she can keep sucking Emma before they will undoubtedly make love.
When Emma feels one hand moving from her hip, she looks down to see Regina touching herself. Her gut clenches and her balls tighten. "Holy shit. That's so hot."
Regina moans around the cock in her mouth and seals her lips a little tighter around the shaft as she sucks up and down it, her tongue cradling the underside, until she reaches the bulbous head and gives it a lick to collect the addicting taste of her fiancée. When Emma reaches under Regina's shirt and bra to grope at her breasts, the brunette knows she needs more than what her own fingers can give her. She needs Emma. Reluctantly she pulls back, and Emma removes her hands from the back of her head and her breasts.
Even that small show of respect by releasing her when Regina chose to stop, even though she was obviously enjoying herself, filled the brunette was so much love and pride at being with someone so caring.
"You ok, baby?" She asks, as Regina sits up on her knees and wipes her mouth.
"Yes, I just have a better idea," she says with a wink, as she begins unbuttoning Emma's shirt. The blonde replies in kind until they are both naked from the waist up and making out as they grope and hold each other.
Regina gently pushes Emma onto her back, which proves a little more difficult than she expected, when Emma falls back because she was on her knees with her pants around her thighs.
"Oops. Sorry," Regina laughs.
"Are you really? Because the laughing doesn't sound like you mean it," she smiles.
"I'll make it up to you," she promises with a wink as she pulls Emma's trousers and boxers down muscular legs, before removing her own skirt, the last piece of clothing between them.
"You're more beautiful every day," she whispers, as she looks at her growing stomach.
With a smile, she crawls up Emma's legs and when she reaches her dick, she licks up her shaft with the flat of her tongue and then slowly turns around.
"Oh yes," Emma whimpers as her dick throbs in appreciation at the sight of Regina's curvy, but firm backside. She holds onto her thigh and helps guide her backwards until she's spread open above her face. "Just in time for…"
Regina interrupts her and looks over her shoulder, "you had better not be about to make a joke about lunch."
Emma blushes and gives her an innocent smile.
"Idiot," Regina laughs, which quickly turns into a moan when she feels a tongue slip inside her. The fingers on her thighs dig a little into her flesh, as Emma holds her against her face. She lets herself revel in the feeling of the warm, and very talented, mouth working her over for a few moments, before lunging forward to take Emma's stiffness in her mouth.
The room becomes a cacophony of pants, moans and wet flesh as they move together, both of them chasing their ecstasy in the others mouth. Emma reaches hers first, when Regina takes her as deep as she can and swallows around the tip, her throat muscles squeezing the bulbous head. Emma can't help but stop the attention she's giving Regina's core, as she cums down her throat. Her fingers still on her lover's clit, as she grunts through her release against sticky folds.
Regina swallows down what she can of Emma's seed, until she has to pull back to catch her breath. She licks the sated shaft to get the rest of what she didn't swallow, as Emma lies below her in euphoria.
Emma slumps against the bed and smiles as every muscle in her body relaxes, well, all except one. That is, until Regina lowers herself closer to Emma's face, her throbbing core begging for what she needs. Emma is only too happy to oblige, so she takes long repeated licks from clit to entrance. Regina squirms above her and presses further down, until Emma gets the hint and slides her tongue into her core.
Regina bites her lip and grips onto Emma's quads, as she pushes back onto the muscle inside her. Emma encourages her to move her hips, before reaching around to find her protruding bundle of nerves again. They work together until Regina's nail dig into Emma's skin, as she shudders through her orgasm. "Oh… ohhhhh god… Emma…mmm… Emma yes…" She makes more noise than she wanted to with the other two women in the room across the hallway, but she couldn't stop herself, no matter how hard she tries to.
Emma grins to herself when Regina collapses on top of her, breathing heavily against her muscular thigh. She puts her hands on the soft flesh of the curvy backside above her, and tenderly strokes it until Regina rolls off and moves up the bed and into Emma's arms.
"Hey there, beautiful."
"Hey," she replies, as she kisses a pale shoulder and takes the dick in her hand, "you're still hard."
"I'm sure we can do something about that," she says with a smirk, as she moves on top of her, keeping her weight off the baby bump.
"I'm sure we can…" Regina replies with a wide grin and she parts her legs a bit more for Emma to fit in between.
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After a very, very late lunch, well, dinner really, both couples are cuddled up in their respective pairs on the garden patio. Everyone but Regina was splitting a bottle of wine.
"So, you'll be back to normal training tomorrow?" Ruby asks Emma.
"No, I'm going to take tomorrow off, and we are going to have a nice relaxing morning," she says with a kiss to Regina's temple.
Regina was about to tell her that she should really get back to her own routine, even though a relaxing morning in bed with lover sounded perfect, when Ruby beat her to it. "We have a game on Saturday, and you need to be sharp. I have a taste for trophies now!"
"It's only the Madison Maidens. We will definitely be collecting three points on Saturday. Besides, I'm in better shape than you any day of the week," she teases her friend and teammate.
"Bitch, please," Ruby says, as she stands up, "I can beat you at any exercise. Midfielders are the heart of the team. We do all the running and controlling the games. You strikers sprint for ten yards, score a goal and think you are Gods." She winks at her friend, making sure to let her know this was just friendly fire.
"I think the alcohol has gone to your head," Emma quips as she stands up, ready to prove herself.
Regina and Kat look at each other and smirk. Both of them are happy to watch their partners show off their physiques by competing against each other.
"Get your flabby ass in the gym, Swan." Kat says with a laugh, as she predictably sides with her girlfriend.
"You are so going down," Regina defends, taking Emma's side.
"As soon as my girlfriend kicks your girlfriends butt, I definitely will be in celebration of our victory," she cheekily replies as Ruby wraps an arm around her waist.
"Fiancée," Emma corrects.
"They are talking smack and that's what you reply with?"
"Talking smack? Who are you?" Emma questions with a smile and a raised eyebrow.
"Sometimes I watch daytime TV, so sue me." She blushes at her dirty little secret being revealed.
"You are so cute," Emma gushes, as she pulls her into her arms and nuzzles her nose against Regina's.
"Are we going to get a sweat on in the gym or are you two going to get a sweat on out here? We can leave you alone if you like," Ruby teases.
"Trying to back out already?" Regina quips.
"I like this competitive side of you," Emma whispers against her cheek.
"We'll be waiting in the gym where there is less chance of us getting cavities," Kat says with a grimace at their sweetness.
Five miles on the treadmill and various sets of calisthenics later, Emma is declared the winner, much to Ruby's chagrin. "I still beat you at the box jumps," Ruby says to comfort herself because that was the only thing she managed to beat Emma at.
"First of all, you are like eighty percent legs, so of course you are going to be better at jumping, and secondly, my baby started to kick, so of course I stopped as you carried on."
After the first half a dozen box jumps, Regina declared that their baby was supporting her mama because she started kicking, so of course Emma immediately stopped what she was doing to feel Regina's stomach and of course Ruby carried on just to be able to say she beat Emma at something.
"Whatever. It's all about priorities, Swan. I kicked your ass because the box jumps were my priority," she smugly retorts.
"Well, my baby is definitely my priority, as is having a long lie-in with my gorgeous fiancée in the morning. You might want to put in an extra training session tomorrow though, unless you plan on beating the Madison Maidens with box jumps," Emma teases.
Ruby rolls her eyes and gives her the finger.
"That's right, Ruby, you won one challenge," Regina quips with a condescending smirk.
"Goodnight ladies. I'm going to take my 'flabby' ass to bed now."
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The excitement of the day must have gotten to Regina, because as soon as her head hit the pillow, she was out for the count. Emma smiles at her sleeping lover when she exits the en suite, her hair still damp from the shower she took because of the competitive games in the garden to impress their partners. She ties up her hair and gets into bed next to Regina, who is lying on her side. She gently brushes a lock of hair that has fallen across Regina's cheek. She may have only been asleep for minutes, but it was the most rested and peaceful she had seen her looking in a long time.
The same hand that had just brushed the hair from Regina's face automatically goes down to the small bump of her stomach, as it always does. After a few moments of gently caressing the skin below her fingers, she feels movement. She quickly, but carefully not to disturb Regina, shimmies down the bed until she's face to bump.
"Hey, baby girl. How are you doing in there?" She whispers, as she continues to caress the bump in hopes of eliciting more movement. "Come on sweetheart, let your mom know that you're listening to her." Another kick. "That's my girl."
Regina mumbles and turns to lie on her back, but a quick glance up confirms to Emma that she hasn't woken up. Emma moves a little so she can still talk to her baby. "Ok, princess, as much as I want to talk to you, I think you need to go to sleep so your mommy doesn't wake up."
She begins humming a nursery rhyme she'd read in one of the many baby books she had. She had looked it up online so that she could learn the tune and sing it to her baby because it wasn't something anyone had ever done for her when she was a baby. She takes her hand away from the bump, but she can still see movement every so often, until eventually all the kicking stops. She continues humming until the end of the verse and presses a small kiss to the exposed stomach.
"Goodnight, princess." Emma whispers before climbing back up the bed to see sleepy eyes and a soft smile greeting her.
"You're awake," she says sounding surprised.
"Someone has been dancing on my bladder, it would seem," she says with a knowing look that tells Emma she had heard her singing to their daughter.
"Oh," the blonde blushes, "sorry."
"It's okay, you managed to get her to sleep. But now I really have to pee." She swings her legs out of the bed and goes to the bathroom, as Emma gets comfortable on her side of the bed. What a day it had been and what a way to end it.
When Regina comes back, she holds the cover up for her and stretches her arm out to pull Regina against her. Regina falls asleep first, with Emma not too far behind her, a gentle smile on her lips as she holds her family in her arms.