Hey! So this is a really quickish chapter.. I realized I hadn't updated in a while so I'm sorry if it's rough I didn't get a chance to really edit it much. Anyways... some smut at the end just fyi.

Enjoy!

Valentine's Day

Love is in the Air

Emma smirked as she watched a couple of freshman putting up a poster for the upcoming holiday in the cafeteria while she sat at one of the tables grading a few papers. She figured they were probably part of some student organization that she didn't even know existed. She didn't really get involved much outside of her classroom. She was either too busy grading or making sure she got Henry to his basketball games at the middle school.

"Hey, Ms. Swan!" Joshua, one of her former students, startled her a bit when he came up behind her. She didn't realize how much her attention was on the other students in the room or her paperwork.

"Hey, Josh. What are you still doing here?" She turned and faced him. She could see he was in his basketball uniform and had his duffel bag slung over his shoulders, and she figured Coach Jones had kept them after for an extra practice before their game this weekend. Josh was one of Storybrooke High's best basketball players, and had been since he transferred in from Boston two years ago. As long as Emma had known him, he had always been the ladies' man around school. If he wasn't at basketball practice, he was with a girl.

"I could ask you the same thing." He motioned toward the papers scattered all over the table in front of her.

"I'm just finishing up some grading before I head home for the weekend. Did you need something?" Emma asked turning back to her paperwork and beginning to gather it up around her.

"Uh yeah. I uh… my mom uh… wanted me to give you this." He quickly dug into the bag around his shoulder and pulled out a small box covered in pink wrapping paper and a neat white bow.

"Oh." Emma was shocked a little at the sincerity of the gift. She was skeptical as to whether or not it was really his mom's idea but she didn't want to question it knowing his pride would not allow him to really give her a gift.

"Yeah, it's not a big deal. Just for Valentine's day you know. What's with Valentine's Day anyway? Pretty cheesy if you ask me." He crossed his arms and leaned over onto one leg, obviously trying to look more manly.

"Tell your mom that was very thoughtful of her." Emma began opening the gift but was quickly interrupted by the boy.

"No, don't open it yet. You have to wait till Valentine's day. I mean… that's what she told me to tell you." He played off his obvious nervousness.

"Oh right. I shall obey her wishes then." She winked at him, and his cheeks flushed a bright shade of pink.

"Okay, I'll let you get back to your work now I guess. My mom's probably waiting for me outside. See you on Monday Ms. Swan" Josh slung his bag farther on his shoulder and hurried out of the cafeteria giving a shy wave as he did.

Emma waved and laughed a little as she turned back to her paperwork. After staring at the papers scattered around her for a few minutes, she decided that her brain power had depleted too far for her to do any more work. Somehow this past week had been incredibly busy, and she had been running on fumes since Wednesday. It seemed like the only thing getting her through the day was knowing she'd be able to see Regina.

Unfortunately, today she hadn't seen her principal at all, which was strange. Usually Regina made a point to come by her room sometime during the day, but today she didn't. Emma had thought about sending her a text to see if she was okay, but figured she was just busy so she didn't worry about it. Maybe when she got her stuff all together to go home she would drop by her office and check in with her.

Emma dropped all of her paperwork into her bag, along with Josh's present and headed out of the cafeteria. She pulled out her phone to check if she had any messages from Regina or Henry, but her screen was empty just like it had been all day. As she turned the corner, she had no time to react before she smacked right into a heavy body, her phone flipping out of her hands and onto the floor along with herself and her bag.

"Emma! I'm so sorry, are you okay?"

Emma looked up from her newly found seat of the floor and saw Coach Jones standing over her, a slick smile across his face as he was probably trying to hold back a laugh.

He reached out for her arm and helped her up from the floor. "I didn't even hear you walking." He bent down to pick up her bag and phone and quickly handed them to her.

"It's fine, I was checking my phone so I wasn't paying attention." Emma's cheeks flushed as she dusted off her pants and took her belongings from him.

"I'm really sorry." He said again. She slipped her phone into her bag and thinly smiled back at him.

"It's fine really." They stood there awkwardly for a moment before Emma finally broke the silence.

"Well I better get going, I have to go pick up my son from practice." She started to walk past him but stopped when the Coach continued the conversation. Emma let out a slight sigh.

"Henry, right? Your son? I hear he's turning into quite a star there at the middle school. I'm excited to get him on the team next year." Coach Jones smiled real big, and Emma couldn't help but find him very attractive. His tight shirt defined all of his muscles and his sweatpants were the perfect length, finished off by a new pair of trainers.

"Yeah he's pretty excited I think. Basketball is almost all he talks about now." She admitted. She was getting anxious to go find Regina.

"Well I'm sorry again. Keep me updated on the little man. Maybe we can get some coffee sometime and talk some more?" Emma felt a sinking feeling in her chest. She didn't know how to break it to the guy that she was very taken in that aspect of her life. There was no real way to drop it on him softly so she came up with the best she could think of on the spot.

"I'll have to check with Regina to see if we are busy. Maybe we can all have lunch one day." She smiled apologetically.

"Oh." He sounded a bit shocked and disappointed all at once. "Sure, that might be good."

"Alright. Have a good weekend." Emma waved and hurried away into the office before he could say anything else to her.

When she reached the front office, Ruby was already gone as usual. She headed back into the back hallway towards Regina's office, but when she knocked, she got no response. She tried the door knob but it was locked. Surely she didn't leave without saying anything or even shooting her a text. Something was weird about all this and Emma's nervousness was slowly growing. She could feel her heart overreacting already and her chest felt heavy.

She pulled her phone out of her bag and quickly found Regina's name in her contacts. She didn't have to wait long before she heard Regina's voice, but it was only the recording of her voicemail. Emma hung up and quickly clicked her name again, this time it went immediately to voicemail.

"What the hell?" Emma whispered to herself. She tried to tell herself not to get too worked up about it and to just send her a text message. Maybe once Emma got home and got Henry, she would try and call her again.

Emma frustratingly threw her phone in the seat next to her. "Does nobody know how to answer their damn phones anymore?" She shouted to her steering wheel after she hung up for the third time trying to call Henry. First Regina didn't answer and now Henry didn't answer? What was this, the apocalypse? She had gone by Henry's school to pick him up, but he wasn't there. She tried to convince herself he went home with a friend and his phone was dead so he couldn't call.

She fumbled with her keys as she took every other step leading to her apartment. By the time she had reached her door, she was practically fuming and out of breath. She suddenly had the urge to just bust through the door to let some of her anger out since the throwing-your-phone-across-the-room lifeline had already been used.

It was almost dark outside when she finally fidgeted the key enough in the lock for the door to open. Her apartment was strangely dark considering the sun was just setting and there was usually a little light coming through the window. She walked in and dropped her bags with a heavy thud on the floor next to her. After a couple stubbed toes and a bruised hip, she found the light switch and turned it on.

Her mouth dropped open almost instantly when the room lit up. Filling her apartment were strings of pictures, which after further study, were of her and Henry and Regina from both their past and present relationship. There were flowers on almost every table she could see. Everything from red roses to blue tulips, to yellow and pink daisy's. Her eyes lingered on everything she could see. She almost forgot that she could walk, and when she finally did regain her ability to move she took a few steps out of the living room and headed down the hall. There were rose petals leading down the hall, past Henry's room and to her bedroom where the door was closed.

When she reached the door, she stood staring at it for a moment. There was a note taped to the door, folded once and her name neatly drawn on the front in a handwriting that was strangely familiar to her. She hesitated before pulling it off the door and opening it up.

Inside were written two short words. Come in.

Her body rocked with heat as her heart pumped a million miles an hour. What is this? What is happening? She was having a heart attack, that much was for sure. Did she remember how to open a door? Should she knock? Did she remember how to knock? So many things were running through her head that she almost forgot about what could be waiting for her behind door number one.

The door knob was like ice in her hand, and she used every nerve inside of her to open it. The sweet smell of apple and cinnamon overwhelmed her senses as she took the first step into the candle lit room. To her disappointment there was nobody. The rose petals had stopped just at the edge of her bed which was made perfectly. Candles were set on her bedside table, and scattered around the room, but still nobody, no Regina.

She hesitantly took a few more steps inside, her heart pounding through her ears. The blood rushed to her forehead like a river and she felt her head become dizzy. Her clothes bit at her skin and she wanted to just rip them off.

Suddenly, she heard the familiar clicking of heels coming from her bathroom. And what emerged nearly sent Emma over the edge right then and there.

Standing in all her glory in nothing but her black stilettos and a very small silk black robe was Regina. Her hair was curled just above her shoulders, and those legs... God those legs. Emma's round blue eyes bulged out of her head at the site, and she thought she would never be able to find her jaw which had rocketed to the floor.

"Happy Valentine's Day." The woman's voice was low and intoxicating to the blonde. Emma was frozen. Literally, frozen where she stood. She didn't know whether to speak or move or rip her own clothes off, or rip that ridiculous robe off that woman's body.

"Ms. Swan, I do believe I have rendered you speechless." Regina started toward Emma, and Emma could feel herself moving backward, unable to control her movements any longer. Her mouth tried to form words but there was nothing left. When she felt the familiar softness of the bed behind her knees she froze once more.

Regina continued her drawn out approach, fingering her robe the closer the got. Emma's eyes wondered up and down the woman's body not knowing what to look at. There was too much to look at. Too much to even begin to have.

Regina stopped about two inches from Emma, causing the woman to sit back onto the bed. Regina smiled devilishly looking down at the woman beneath her. Emma struggled with her response. Take her right now? Wait and see what happens? Rip the robe from her body? So many options.

"Those clothes look rather uncomfortable." Regina's deep voice was like heaven through Emma's ears. Emma immediately began taking her shirt off, but Regina quickly interrupted her by placing her hands on the blondes shoulders. Emma stopped, her stomach half showing below her shirt and she looked up at Regina puzzled. She put her hands down, allowing Regina to take control.

"Allow me." Regina bent down, her robe falling from her chest just enough for Emma to try and peak down. Their faces became so close their lips were practically touching. Emma wanted to close the distance terribly, but the feeling of the woman's warm fingers curling under her shirt distracted her. Emma felt her shirt slowly rising over her body. Regina smiled at the lack of control the other woman had over the situation.

The brunette finally pulled the shirt over Emma's head and it fell to the floor at their feet. Emma sucked in the air as her body immediately reacted to Regina's exploring hands.

Regina leaned in close allowing their lips to touch ever so gently. The weight of the woman's body leaned Emma back on the bed, their lips testing each other. Every ounce of Emma wanted to take control of this situation but she wanted to see what Regina was doing. The brunette's lips worked their way down Emma's neck, ever so gently kissing the skin causing it to crawl. Emma felt her lips all the way down to her belt line. Emma almost hated herself for even wearing pants today. She was so ready. No pants would have just made this much easier.

Emma picked her head up from the bed, her eyes meeting Regina's as the dark haired woman looked up at her while she slowly pulled her belt from the loops of her jeans. There was a fire behind her brown pools and Emma liked it. Her head fell back as she felt more of the woman's mouth on her skin, her back raising to increase the pressure. This teasing was going to drive her insane. She just wanted that black robe off already.

God, this woman. Regina unbutton the blonde's jeans and pulled them off leaving Emma in only her black underwear. At least she wore good underwear today. Emma raised herself to her elbows to meet Regina's face as the older woman climbed on top of her. Their intensity no longer able to stay inside them. Their bodies rocked with the pressure of each other. Their skin static as they moved their bodies in unison. Emma could no longer stand looking at that black robe and Regina allowed her to pull it from her body, exposing every inch of her skin. Emma paused, taking in the smooth olive skin that connected with hers. She had never seen so much beauty in her life.

Regina took control again as her body slid down Emma's torso, leading to her core. The core that ached for Regina more than anything else, and Regina knew all too well how to please Emma the right way. She pulled her underwear down the length of her legs, and quickly fell back on top when they were off.

Emma's jaw fell open and she let out a strained moan as the other woman teased her core. Emma's fists dug at the bed beneath her, struggling to hold herself together. Regina's tongue was more than capable of sending her over the edge, but Regina knew all too well that Emma liked to be teased. Her mouth danced around the opening between Emma's legs making sure the blonde knew she was no longer in control. Regina controlled her now.

Emma could feel her reflexes pushing on Regina. She had never felt more needy in her life. The need for Regina to finish her, for her to hit her peak, for Regina to touch her.

"Regina." Emma strained to keep it all inside. Shouting was not normally her thing but she was beyond her limit.

Emma lost it when she felt Regina push inside of her. She had never felt anything like it before. Of all the times her and Regina had been together, this was by far the most intense. Her body moved with the dance of Regina inside of her. She felt every inch the woman was exploring and she had lost control of her body.

Regina moved with the sway of Emma's hips, playing with her, moving in unison. She could hear the stress in the blonde's voice as she moaned out, knowing that she was close. Regina reached up to Emma's hips, pulling her closer to her, pushing deeper inside of her. Emma's hips arched up as she could no longer hold it in. It was a sweet release and Regina took in all that was Emma.

When Regina raised herself back on top of the blonde she worked her lips up to the blonde's neck. She could taste the sweat rolling over Emma's skin, and smiled at how worked up Emma had gotten. She felt the heavy breathes in the woman's chest underneath her and she connected her lips to the swollen ones below.

Emma smiled up at the woman straddling her as she felt the heat between the woman's legs. With a quick swoop she flipped the woman over and bent low to her, pecking her lips and then moving her mouth to the woman's ears.

"My turn." Emma breathed heavily. She felt the woman underneath her immediately respond with the rise of her hips, calling for Emma to satisfy her. Regina devilishly smiled at the woman now on top of her. She could still feel the lingering wetness from Emma on her legs, her own growing between hers.

Emma slid her hand down between Regina, the woman immediately bucking up at the feeling between her legs. Emma knew what Regina liked. She didn't like to be teased, though Emma had fun teasing her anyway.

Regina let out a raspy moan, and Emma circled her entrance with her fingers. Emma herself could not take her own teasing and suddenly forced her fingers into Regina. The older woman unable to contain the feeling, let out a heavy moan. It was almost a scream, and Emma pushed deeper. She curled her fingers in just the right spot causing Regina to suck in a bite of air in her lungs. The blonde moved her hips with her fingers, creating a rhythm between the two of them.

Emma sensed Regina was close by the way her back arched into her own body. She pulled her fingers from Regina just before she peaked, and immediately replaced them with her tongue, finishing her off with the swift flick inside. Regina dug at the blankets as her body rocked with their passion. Emma kissed her path up to Regina's lips and continued to control them. They moaned into each other until Emma, finally defeated, fell over next to Regina.

Their heavy breathes took up the silence of the room. Emma's body almost shook at the feelings inside of her. Even her own release could not curb the way her body constantly ached for Regina's touch. Emma wondered how she survived all those months without her. She didn't know how, but she knew now that she could never live without her again.

She felt Regina roll over, and their legs intertwined as the woman buried her face in the blonde's neck.

"I love you, Emma." Regina whispered. Emma smiled as her eyes closed and she fell asleep to the rhythm of Regina's breath on her skin.

PS: Prepare your hearts for the next chapter. It's about to get rough.