She's not exactly sure what she was expecting, but this certainly wasn't what she had in mind. Maybe she was expecting some 50 Shades red room of pain in the basement, but it's actually the exact opposite. Regina and Graham always keep the basement locked, unless it's for special occasions, and they haven't been playing since Emma entered their lives, so this is the first time Emma is actually coming downstairs. And it's just a regular basement, with a really nice bar set up in the corner with some black leather stools. There's a television that's the size of a movie theater screen mounted on the wall with an enormous couch in front of it, and it's all very...vanilla.

As she steps further down, she spots some people having a few drinks at the bar and flirting, there's a few people on the couch, getting pretty hot and heavy, but nothing too inappropriate and then she notices a hallway to the right. There's a door immediately to the left which is open, and she can clearly see it's just a bathroom. However, that hallway continues further down and seems to be holding her interest until...

"Well, you're a face I haven't seen down here before," purrs from over her right shoulder, startling her, because it almost sounds like Regina, almost. But this voice is softer, more airy, whereas Regina is huskier, more of a bite, and edge curling seductively around each word she speaks.

So, Emma knows better.

As she is about to spin around, the woman effortlessly glides in front of her, smiling from ear to ear, and it's Trina Decker. Emma's first thought, is she does resemble Regina and it's rather uncanny, but she's had Regina in many ways, in many different lights and she knows that woman inside and out. Trina's smile is much broader, and even though Emma has seen Regina smiling from ear to ear when it's just them curled up together in bed, this woman seems to be offering the gesture more freely than Regina ever would.

She locks eyes with the woman, and maybe they match Regina's rich chestnuts irises, but Trina's appear softer, with a hint of playfulness while Regina's are more firm and with a twinkle of mischief and that's one of Emma's favorite qualities about Regina. She walks into a room and everyone takes notice and not only do they take notice, but they bow down and allow her to lead without another thought. It's incredibly intimidating and even more sexy.

"This most certainly is your first time, huh?" Trina seductively whispers and for a moment Emma is trapped inside those shimmering eyes and she swears this woman just immobilized her by her warm breath alone.

"Umm..."

"If you want, I could give you something to take the edge off?" She sweetly proposes, her hand coming up between them to feel the weight of Emma's hair that is starting to curl from air-drying.

"I, oh-um-I don't..." she stammers like a complete fool, so unsure where she should be in this basement and who she is allowed to play with, but lucky there's a warm presence behind her, interrupting her incoherent babbling.

"This one is off limits, Trina," Regina threatens subtly in a deep tone that rattles the bones in Emma's quivering body from the nervousness pumping through her blood.

Trina pouts out her bottom lip, her fingers twirling in her blonde locks, drawing her in even closer. "I'm sure we could share," she suggests, provoking a shiver to run through Emma's entire body at the idea of the two of them wrapped around her.

"Don't pout, it's not an endearing quality," Regina scolds and that's when Emma remembers that Regina used to say that to her all the time, except now she smiles softly and kisses her deeply every time she frowns. "Not tonight, Trina," Regina assertively declines, slipping her slender fingers in between Emma's and tugging her back into the comfort of her body.

"Well, it was nice meeting you, Emma," Trina purrs, causing Regina's eyes to roll while Emma blinks rapidly in confusion.

"How does she know my name?" Emma whispers in Regina's ear as the woman drags her toward that unknown hallway.

"Everyone knows your name, dear. They all have their eyes on you," she bitterly growls, her jealousy spiking again and laying out so vividly for Emma to see.

Emma swallows, fear bubbling up to the surface of what's to come, but also fear of upsetting Regina. She hasn't a clue as to why the older woman is acting so cold and distant this evening. She cannot possibly fathom why it's perfectly fine for her and her husband to play, but not when she's around?

"Regina, wait," she whines, halting their quick footsteps and jerking her hand back to claim the woman's attention. They are in the middle of a dark hallway now, no lights except for the soft glow coming from the larger room they just came from. She notices three bedrooms behind Regina and she has an idea what their purposes are, but she ignores them and focuses on the angry brunette. "I don't want to do this if you're going to be mad at me," she timidly confesses with her heart pounding so hard that she fears in might actually tear through her chest and bleed at the mercy of Regina's feet.

"I'm not mad at you, Em," and there's that nickname and the softness in her voice has returned and Emma melts all over again for her.

"Then why are you acting like it? How have you never been jealous about Graham doing this, but you are losing your mind about me doing this?"

Regina inhales sharply, the words filling her tongue, but she's reluctant to release them. She tenderly cups Emma's cheek and purses her lips as she studies her very closely.

"It took Graham and I a long time in a committed relationship to explore this together. We had to build a trust between us and I know that it's just sex with him, nothing else. He can turn off his feelings and emotions and we can have a wild and crazy night with a couple and it means not a damn thing. Emma, you are young and we have only been exploring our relationship together for a month and a half, that's nothing. I just, I just feel this need to protect you and I'm not quite sure if you are ready to just turn off your emotions and enjoy the moment."

"Why not?" She balks, and the evidence of her being personally attacked is written clearly in her pinched eyebrows. "I told you, I'm good at hookups."

"Are you?" Regina fires back with that authoritative tone once again. "Because as I recall, you slept with Graham and I, and you continue to show up on our doorstep every day, even though you're confused and keep saying that it's all wrong."

She doesn't mean to display her emotions so clearly, but her freckled nose scrunches and she honestly looks like she just took a bite out of a sour lemon. "I-I don't know what you want me to say, you and Graham are..."

"Are what?"

"I don't know, just different," she snaps, with a little too much rage wobbling in her throat. "Are you worried I'm going to enjoy this other couple and ditch you guys for them?" She incredulously barks out. "Because I wouldn't do that, you and Graham are completely different."

"So, you keep saying," Regina deadpans, "you also are famous for insisting that you 'don't do relationships'," Regina sarcastically quips.

"I don't, but here I am," she scoffs, folding her arms angrily across her chest.

Regina sighs, slowly breaking apart her arms and pressing her body flat against hers for comfort. "We are not walking into that room until you calm down, and we resolve this," she insists, forcing Emma's arms around her waist before she cups those blushing cheeks tenderly. "This can be overwhelming and I just want to protect you," she vows, delicately brushing her plump lips against Emma's, and it hardly even qualifies as a kiss. "Okay?" She husks, into Emma's mouth, generating an electrical spark to shoot through her limbs.

"I know," she breathes wholeheartedly, because she knows this woman cares very deeply for her and she's just trying to shield her from something she might not be ready for. "I'm sorry," she pouts and Regina swoops in and kisses that frown away, smiling wildly into the kiss.

Emma's heart skips a beat or maybe even two knowing that Regina yells at everyone for pouting, but when it comes to her, she smiles and kisses her like she's her everything. And suddenly, she's overly aware of how much this woman means to her.

"Are you ready?" Regina gently inquires against her lips. "They have started without us," she states, while Emma nods mindlessly along, lost in Regina's kiss.

XXXX

Regina gently eases the door open, her fingers curling protectively around Emma's hand as she escorts her into a world that is unlike any other she has been introduced to yet. One of the many things she loves about this younger woman is her innocence and maybe she stole a piece of that away when she brought her into bed with her and her husband, but she was always so gentle and did her best to go slow with Emma. Now, there's a hammering in her chest, and flipping in her stomach and she's certain she doesn't want to share this woman with anyone.

She hears Emma inhale deeply as they enter, and she wonders if it's from the soft glow of purple throughout the room that's purpose is to help navigate through the darkness? Or maybe it's because of the California King size bed occupied by Ruby, her husband, Peter, and Graham? It's probably the latter of the two.

Ruby is safely snuggled between the two men, her husband holding her close from behind and sweeping kisses all down her back while Graham is facing her, his thigh pressing firmly against her center as they share a deep kiss, all naked. And Regina feels the pressure squeezing into her hand, and she most certainly doesn't have to turn around to see the jealousy striking the young girl's face.

She spins around, and cups Emma's cheeks, peering deep into those green eyes that are now green for a completely different reason. "Em, we don't have to-"

"It's fine," she claims, surging forward and crashing their lips together in a frenzy and Regina cannot stop the moan that stirs in her chest.

Emma smirks, fully proud of herself and she must be feeling brave because she walks Regina back toward the foot of the bed. From their left, they hear lips breaking apart and a heavy gasp from Ruby before two sets of kisses fill the air. Regina's been with the couple more than enough times to know exactly what's happening without ever having to sneak a peek. However, she's curious to see if Emma is sneaking a quick glimpse and when she peels her eyes open, she finds Emma glancing at the three on the bed.

She's about to ask if they should join them, but Emma abruptly grips her hips and jerks her flush against her heated body. Regina moans again into the kiss, and plunges her tongue into Emma to dominate the kiss. There's something about this younger woman submitting to her that tingles her toes and sends a rush of excitement straight to her heart.

It's a little too quiet in the room, but then she feels rough hands sliding around her waist and she knows they have company now. She knows each person in this room intimately, and so she is well aware of Peter's hands on her waist and his firm lips against her shoulder and the difference in size pressing into her bottom. She's more concerned about Emma though, she peeks open one eye to find Ruby smirking at her, peppering Emma's neck and her sweet spot below her ear while Graham is right behind Ruby, caressing her full chest.

She watches carefully as Ruby tentatively lifts Emma's shirt, forcing their lips apart as she pulls it up and over her head. Her heart stutters in her chest as Ruby tenderly cups Emma's cheek and brings her into a passionate kiss and maybe Graham senses her despair because he leans over Ruby's shoulder and kisses her deeply, washing away the jealousy and rage pounding to the surface. That's when Peter removes her shirt as well, kissing all along her back before as he tosses it to the ground.

But that's why she chose Ruby to begin with, because the woman is just as gentle and tender as she is when it comes to newcomers. She chose Ruby and Peter because they always know how to turn off their emotions and they never get attached. She chose Ruby, because this woman knows what she feels for Emma, and how precious she is to her, and they are best friends and Ruby would never double-cross her.

Suddenly, Graham's fingers are weaving in her hair and guiding her back to Emma's smiling mouth. She eagerly captures those pretty pink lips as Ruby works on removing Emma's shorts and Peter mirrors her image, shimmying Regina out of hers as well. Regina swirls her tongue around Emma's before easing back just so she can suck that pouty bottom lip into her mouth and bite down hard so this woman remembers who she belongs to.

Emma groans into the kiss, her head falling back to lean against Ruby's shoulder and allowing both women full access to attack her neck. She scrapes her teeth down the column of her salty neck before she licks a fiery path of desire back up and bites into her most sensitive spot just under her jaw. Emma moans again, the sound reverberating through Regina's body, tingling against her nipples and throbbing her aching clit. Emma threads her fingers through Regina's hair and holds her close while Ruby showers one side of her neck with wet, open-mouthed kisses and Regina decides to mark her for her own.

"Fuck," Emma hisses as Regina sucks the slick flesh into her mouth, determined to leave a claim that she won't be able to hide from anyone, not even her parents.

Peter and Graham are in sync with each other, groping Regina and Ruby's breasts and pinching their nipples in delight as they thrust deeply against their bottoms. And that's when Emma roughly latches onto Regina's face and forces her mouth back to hers for a searing kiss that sucks the last drop of oxygen from Regina's lungs. Peter soon falls away and then Graham, leading the way to the bed with Ruby crawling onto the mattress between them.

Regina laces her fingers with Emma's and with her free hand, cups the blonde's neck, kissing her deeply while scooting her closer to the bed. And then Ruby is there again, on her knees at the edge of the bed, behind Emma and sweeping her hair to one side, so she can kiss the width of Emma's strong shoulders. Regina hates it, she doesn't want another human to touch her Emma. Her dorky, little Emma, who weaseled her way into her heart and made herself at home with her and Graham. She's hers and she's Graham's, but nobody else's.

But, if this is what Emma wants to try, then she will be there every step of the way, because who is she to deny this woman pleasure when she fantasized about the same thing for as long as she could remember? And she most certainly doesn't want her to experience this without her and Graham guiding her. She's theirs, and it's their job to protect her and keep her safe.

"You're both thinking too much," Ruby lightly giggles into Emma's neck before she gently wraps her arms around that porcelain waist and eases Emma onto the bed.

Regina follows that slim physique all the way down, but she only covers the right side of Emma because she knows Ruby will cover the left. And almost immediately, Regina feels the warmth of her husband against her back and watches as Peter slides behind Ruby, caressing her breast and kissing down her arm.

"Relax," Ruby murmurs, sliding her fingers into Regina's hair and pulling her in for a slow kiss that Regina is all too familiar with.

That's when she does finally relax, because Ruby is safe and she is familiar and they have done this too many times to count. She will guide them all, and she will wash away the worry and apprehension because she knows how to read body language just like Regina does.

She allows herself to be swept up in Ruby's tender kiss, because even though she's quite promiscuous, she always surrenders to Regina's kiss. Once she's lost in a dance with Ruby's satin tongue, her husband thrusts deep inside of her from behind and she knows Peter is doing the exact same to Ruby by the animalistic groan that falls into her mouth. That's when Regina feels a warm mouth latch onto her aching nipple, and Emma is right there, swirling her tongue so expertly and sucking the bud like she needs it to breathe.

Regina gasps from the different stimulations, sucking, and pounding, and caressing, but even through the immense pleasure, she finds Emma's smooth mound. Her fingertips lightly graze over that silky flesh that's always waxed to perfection, and Emma's already bucking for her attention. She smirks into the kiss with Ruby and that woman is smirking right back because as soon as Regina lightly trails her finger through Emma's slit, soaking in her thick arousal, Ruby roughly gropes Emma's breast, both causing the younger woman to cry out.

Regina abandons Ruby and dives right down to capture all of Emma's whimpers for her own greedy needs. She devours this girl's mouth and deftly thrusts two fingers right inside, not allowing her anytime to grow accustom to the intrusion. Ruby plants wet kisses all over Emma's shoulder and chest and eventually ends up worshiping her breast while Regina remains happy with Emma's mouth.

Graham bites into her back, desperately trying to hold off as he slowly thrusts into her swollen walls, and she allows his pleasure to wash over her, encouraging her to pound harder into Emma while curling her fingers and teasing that needy little clit with her thumb.

All too quickly, it's time to change positions and swap and normally that wouldn't bother Regina the least bit, but today, she feels her heart lurch in her chest, longing and reaching out for Emma. Graham slips away and so does Peter, ripping off their condoms and sliding on new ones while Ruby and Regina continue to ravish the blonde between them.

Graham is back first, gently easing Ruby away and she happily follows, kissing him back roughly and crawling into his lap. And that's when Regina sees the flames of burning jealousy roar to life in Emma's eyes. She actually shudders from the intensity and the rage flaring in those beautiful eyes. So, she holds up a hand to stop Peter and he understands immediately and shuffles on the bed toward his wife.

Peter sits on his knees facing Graham, rubbing his hands over his wife's thighs and she swiftly peeks over her shoulder to capture his kiss while Graham kisses down her neck and latches onto her breast.

"Em, look at me," Regina whispers into her ear, easily snatching her lover's attention back and this time, for the first time, Regina is the one frowning from that look in Emma's eyes. "We can stop if you want, you and I can go upstairs-" Emma's vehemently shaking her head.

"No," she coldly demands in a hushed whisper, "Graham...he's...he's ours too," she says with conviction and Regina cannot stop herself from diving forward and capturing that natural down-curl to Emma's pale lips.

"I know, baby," and it's the first time that Regina has ever used that sappy term of endearment, she doesn't even use it with her husband, but he says it all the time to her and it always calms the rage and irritation in her soul and this felt...right. And it's all because she is a sucker for this younger woman.

Emma deflates, maybe from the name, maybe from the sorrow filling Regina's eyes, but she knows now that Regina was right, she wasn't completely ready for this. "I'm sorry, I thought it would be fun, but I really don't like watching people touch you two," she confidently declares, inspiring a small chuckle to escape Regina's lips.

"I know," she concedes, dipping back down to kiss away the distraught look on her face. "What do you want to do?" She sincerely inquires, holding Emma's chin delicately and sweeping her thumb over it to soothe her worries.

"I-"

The words die on her tongue as she peeks to her left and watches as Ruby slowly wraps her mouth around Graham's tip, teasing him before she easily swallows him whole. His eyes flutter closed as he buries his fingers through her wild hair and guides her along while Peter slowly thrusts into his wife. And she should be ashamed, really, but her aching bundles of nerves twitches in response and her gut coils tightly and she shudders from the gloriously, provocative image playing out before her.

Regina senses the confusion on her face, that inner panic of knowing what's dirty and wrong, but loving every minute of it. So, she decides to ease Emma through it, guide her toward her inner desires and allow her to feel completely.

"Does that turn you on?" Regina husks hotly into Emma's ear, for her only, not another person in the room to hear. Emma swallows thickly, the words trapped in her throat. So, Regina thrusts her hips forward, smirking to herself when Emma is right there, meeting her halfway. "It's rather sexy watching them play together," she moans just before she bites down on Emma's earlobe.

Emma's hands immediately latches onto Regina's hips, digging her nails into the soft flesh to keep her grounded and ensure she doesn't float away. Regina chuckles darkly, it's sinful, it's exotic, and Emma's heart hammers in her chest and begs pathetically for more.

"No teasing, I can't handle that right now," Emma commands, but her voice is trembling horribly and her eyes are filled with a kind of desperation that is driving Regina insane.

"Why, Em-ma?" She over enunciates, with her pubic bone pressing firmly into Emma's aching clit, dragging slowly to persuade those sexy little whimpers to come out and play. "Are you that turned on?" She mocks, and Emma knows she's bating her and at this point she will give this sex goddess whatever she wants.

"Yes...that's..." she nods over her shoulder while she searches for some vocabulary. "Really hot."

Regina's eyes flick to her left, watching in the soft purple glow as Ruby expertly ravishes the full length of Graham while her husband ruthlessly pounds into her. Regina shivers in delight, because Emma's lackluster word is correct, it's hot.

"You know what else is hot?"

God, does Emma love and loathe when Regina mocks her. "Huh?"

"Us," she states with conviction and slams her mouth against Emma's for a fierce, biting kiss that supports her statement before she snakes down Emma's body and buries herself between those toned thighs.

"Fuck," Emma groans, palming the back of Regina's head and encouraging her to eat her up and not hold back.

Regina is eager, to say the very least, because she wants to unravel all of Emma tonight. Yes, she's selfish and she knows it, but she will be the one taking all of Emma's pleasure tonight, and not another person in this room.

She glides her tongue roughly through Emma's soaked folds and moans at the taste of the delectable Emma Swan. She's absolutely obsessed with the way this woman tastes and that is probably why she spends most of her time between Emma's legs and has yet to try any toys. With rugged force, she thrusts her tongue deep inside of Emma's quivering hole and swirls around those tight walls that are stroking her tongue and begging for more.

"Fuck, fuck," Emma cries out, still holding her breath from when Regina barged her way inside.

Between Emma's moaning, and Ruby's groaning and the way Peter is pounding into his wife and the slurping noises coming from Graham, Regina is losing her mind. All her blood is rushing toward the apex of her legs, pumping through her desperate bundle of nerves and pleading for attention. She swiftly kicks Emma's right leg in closer and straddles the smooth skin. The moment there's pressure against her clit, she groans in ecstasy, her entire body exploding with raging heat.

"Fuck," Emma moans, palming the back of her head and urging for more and apparently her little Swan's brain is stuck on one word this evening, but Regina loves it. Every time she cries out another vulgar word, Regina feels a pool of arousal flood her core.

Regina roughly grinds against Emma's leg as her tongue slides forcefully up Emma's slit and discovers her favorite little gem. She sucks that silky pearl into her mouth with vigor and easily slithers two fingers deep inside, hitting Emma's sweet spot.

"Holy fuck," she cries out, her head slamming back into the mattress while she jerks her hips forward and scratches her nails deep into Regina's scalp.

"Oh my god," Ruby gasps and Regina can distinctly hear the rhythm picking up from Peter, viciously slamming into his wife, and the slapping skin filling the air.

"Regina," Emma gasps, tugging urgently on her shoulders, but she's invested, so she flicks her eyes up to meet a set of green eyes swirling in a black lust. "Come here," she pants heavily and much to Regina's disappointment she does obey the request.

"What?" She whispers, dipping down and kissing those parted lips, allowing Emma the chance to taste herself and she groans immediately from her own essence.

"I-I want," Emma can't seem to arrange her thoughts into words, so she guides Regina's body how she wants her. She urges Regina's head away, but she's reaching for her bottom and the brunette takes the hint.

Regina shuffles on top of her lover, lining her mouth up perfectly where she was moments ago while placing her knees on either side of Emma's shoulders. And this young woman is right there, frantically pulling her lower half down, so she can happily lick up the sticky mess clinging to Regina's center.

"Yes, Emma," she moans breathlessly before she dives right back in to satisfy this glorious woman.

They are both frantic and embarrassingly needy, but neither cares and it's probably because of all the naughty, yet delicious sounds filling the air.

Emma spreads Regina's folds, the tip of her tongue flicking roughly against her clit. Regina groans, grinding her hips down against Emma's skillful mouth, so she can ride this woman's face. She hooks two fingers back inside Emma, upside down, while she sucks that swollen gem into her mouth. Emma cries into her wet center, hand delivering a vibration that rattles every cell throughout Regina's blood.

Regina's already on edge, every nerve ending sparking with sharp electricity and igniting a burning flame to disperse through her veins. She feels the pressure coiling deep within her gut and she's struggling for her next breath, but she is a determined woman and she will be damned if she succumbs to her pleasure before Emma.

She curls her fingers, stroking that sweet spot deep inside that always drives Emma absolutely mad and is the trigger that sends her over the edge. She sucks on the throbbing clit and roughly follows Emma's grinding hips, matching her tempo.

"Fuck, fuck, Regina," Emma screams, her high pitch bouncing off the walls and sending Regina right over the edge as well.

The euphoric buzz that ripples through Regina and crashes down upon her like a tidal wave is overwhelming. She squeezes her eyes closed and moans deeply, furiously grinding down on Emma's face to extend her mind-blowing orgasm.

"Yes, yes," Regina croaks, her voice extra raspy and sore as she continues to cry out.

She collapses recklessly on top of her lover, gasping desperately for clean oxygen as she waits for her soul to return back down to her. She faintly feels her husband's lips peppering her back and she allows her body to proceed buzzing while she relishes in his loving touch.

When she finally lifts her head, she finds Ruby leaning heavily into Peter against the headboard, sucking on a vape pen. "Well, that was fucking hot. Were we ever that hot?" She teases, giggling lightly before passing the stick to her husband.

"Shut up, Lucas," Regina bites out and crawls back up Emma's spent body.

"Oh my god, you even cuddle with her?" Ruby shockingly sasses.

"I will murder you and your entire family," Regina grumbles as Emma wraps every limb all around Regina's tiny frame.

"You don't normally do this?" Emma innocently asks while Graham chuckles deeply behind them and moves to redress himself.

"Let's go upstairs," Regina orders, shoving Emma away.

"Looks like you're a big softy now," Ruby taunts as Regina rushes to gather her clothes and Emma's, shoving them fiercely into the blonde's chest.

"Get dressed," Regina firmly demands, snapping the young woman to attention. "Enjoy the rest of your evening, I think Trina was looking for you," Regina vacantly says as she swiftly moves back into her clothes while Emma fumbles and bounces around.

"Oh, good, I didn't get much female attention tonight," Ruby snarks, but Regina simply rolls her eyes and shoves Emma out the door before anyone can say another word.

Graham leads the way through the house, the party still wild as before they disappeared, with fireworks blazing and banging into the night. Emma thought she would feel all eyes on her as she appeared from the basement, but luckily, nobody is even paying attention. Graham slips onto the deck, and Emma's about to follow, but Regina curls her fingers around her wrist and drags her far away.

Emma stumbles to keep up, and staggers the moment they are in Regina's room, safely in privacy. Just when she's about to pop her mouth open to ask what they are doing in there, Regina's mouth is on hers, kissing her feverishly. Emma doesn't skip a beat though, she clasps onto the woman's face and brings her in for a powerful kiss.

"So, are we done?" Regina questions into the kiss, her lips still moving to attack her mouth.

"What?"

Regina reels back and peers directly into her eyes, so she knows she has the blonde's full attention. "Are we done with the games now? Is that checked off your bucket list or are you interested in that again?"

"No, I'm done," Emma wholeheartedly states, winning herself a passionate kiss that reminds her exactly why she doesn't want anyone else.