Those two weeks before Emma left were a whirlwind of sex, cuddling, laughing and more sex. Regina held those memories close to her heart and cherished every moment, ranking them high on her favorite memories in life list. She knew Emma would leave the first week in August to drive back to New York and settle in at her new school, Albert Einstein's College of Medicine. So, she soaked up every minute.
One of her favorite moments with the younger woman was when she shared her secret fudge brownie recipe with her. Emma was awkward with every task, spilling and consistently creating a mess, but Regina didn't mind. In fact, she thought it was all rather adorable, despite her complaints. Emma was frustrated to say the very least with Regina's sharp quips, so she decided retaliation was in order, swiping some brownie batter down Regina's nose.
It wasn't long before Regina had Emma laid out across her kitchen table, like a dessert spread, both dipped in chocolate. Emma was the one who suggested a can of whipped cream and Regina happily complied. She painted Emma's nipples with the white fluff and eagerly licked up the sweet treat. Emma created a heart between Regina's breast, (the second time Regina had noticed and she had an inkling that maybe the blonde was trying to express her love without actually having to the say the words), and she was so excited to lick up the cream, but she poured far too much and after a few licks it just wasn't sexy anymore.
They had both laughed and it wasn't long before their sticky bodies writhed together on top of the kitchen table, unraveling into another orgasm that was for the books.
It was a few days after the whipped cream and brownie incident when Emma's father was outside mowing the front yard and her mother was working on her garden. Regina and Emma had been in the pool, but they heard the couple every now and again. Emma had decided to lay out and continue working on her tan when Regina's evil mind concocted her devious plan.
She had snuck out of the pool when she thought Emma was half asleep and covered the warm skin with her own that was cool and wet from the pool. Her sneaky fingers slipped between their molded bodies and shoved Emma's bathing suit bottoms to one side, hastily slipping her fingers into that tight canal. Emma was paranoid that someone might hear, but Regina simply smirked in return.
She eventually had three fingers buried deep between those silky walls and torturing the sweet spot inside while grinding down ruthlessly on the blonde. Regina inevitably had to slap her free hand over Emma's mouth from her desperate cries while they both bucked wildly and screamed through their orgasms.
Regina had secretly hoped that the older woman across the street heard, just as a small revenge from riding Emma all summer and also for attempting to threaten her, even though the woman failed miserably.
And now, Regina replays those memories, over and over again. It's been four months since she has seen her beautiful blonde. She has reached out just to check in and make sure everything with school is going well and Emma usually responds, but she's always so busy. She can feel as the weeks drag on and the months slip by that Emma is slowly slipping away from them, but there's nothing she can do. Emma should be focusing on her work and she understands that, again, they never established exactly what they were all doing.
It's December now, almost Christmas time and things have settled down around their home as well. Graham is back to working his regular hours, no more night shifts, thankfully. As for herself, she's been quite busy. She sold that piece of Emma to a gallery and it launched a demand for similar pieces. She created a collection, various intimate moments of Emma that are stained into her brain. Each one selling faster than the previous, making her a huge success over night.
"Babe?"
"Hmmm?" Regina glances up from her coffee cup, to discover her husband leaning against the sink, done putting his dishes away.
"I want to ask you something before I leave for work, because I really want you to think about it," he very seriously announces, pushing himself off the counter to claim the stool right beside her.
"Okay," she mutters, keeping a close eye on him as he turns on the stool to face her.
"Just hear me out," he says, prompting her to simply nod curtly in return, "I feel like you enjoyed taking care of Emma when she was here." Her brows draw in closer together as she tries to comprehend where he's going with this conversation. "I, well, have you thought about having a baby? I know we haven't talked about it since we opened up our marriage, but maybe you have thought about it again?" He meekly questions, his insecurities laid out so openly between them.
"Oh," she wasn't expecting this, in fact, this was the furthest thing on her mind. "Honestly, I've had fleeting thoughts about it, but if this is something we decide on doing, well, this is a huge life altering decision."
"I know," he sighs heavily and it's an action that reaches into her chest and clenches her beating heart. "A lot of things would have to change, but I think you have this motherly instinct about you and I really think you would enjoy being a mother," he confesses, causing her to flinch because she never really was sure about her motherly skills. She always had her doubts because she knows deep in her heart, she's selfish, but there's another part of that beating organ that yearns for the unconditional love. "I know it's a lot, but I really want you to think about it again."
"Okay, and I will, but you know what this means, we have to give up all those parties and no more swinging, and where does that leave Emma?" Regina finds herself blurting out about the blonde without the thought ever registering in her mind.
"I think Emma was a summer romance. I just don't see her sticking around permanently. She has school that she has to focus on for the next four years and after that, she has two to three years of residency and you know she will find a job right away, probably in the busy city. She's going to pour her heart and soul into becoming the best and I just don't see her committing to us," he sadly says, and she sees the pain in his eyes acknowledging all of this because he cares so deeply for Emma and he's expressed numerous times that he misses her.
"I know, you're right," she concedes, exhaling the anguish that's been settling upon her windpipes and slowly suffocating her.
"You know I would love for Emma to continue being a part of our relationship, but we need to face reality."
"I know, honey," she says, cupping his scruffy cheek and pulling him in for a delicate kiss. When their lips slowly break apart, the doorbell is singing through their quiet home. "I'll get it, you need to get a move on."
He nods slowly, both standing from the stools and moving toward the living room. "So, you'll think about?" He timidly asks.
She peeks over her shoulder and smiles so softly, nodding in return before she yanks the door open. When she spins back around, she finds the most adorable woman in a red leather jacket and a grey beanie standing on her front doorstep, blowing hard into her hands.
"Emma?"
"Can I come in?"
Regina quickly opens the door wider and steps aside for the younger woman to enter. "Em, what are you-" Her words are cut off as this woman hurls her entire weight into her, slamming her back against the door.
Emma wraps her arms tightly around Regina's neck like a snake squeezing its prey, encouraging Regina to slither her arms around the woman's tiny waist. Her nose is bitter cold as she buries it deep into the crook of Regina's neck and Emma inhales sharply.
"God, I missed you," she sighs, inspiring Regina to tighten her hold around the woman and press a gentle kiss to her cold neck.
"Emma?" Graham questions, in obvious shock since she never mentioned coming home for the holidays with her parents. Emma slowly releases Regina before she spins around and jumps into Graham's arms. He easily lifts her off the ground and squeezes her abnormally tight. "What are you doing here?"
"My mom refused my plan to stay at school and study," she chuckles against Graham's shoulder before he slowly sets her back down on her feet. "I told her I'm driving home Sunday morning, so that gives us a few days alone...unless that's...I'm sorry I shouldn't have assumed..."
"Emma, it's fine," Graham firmly says.
"It's more than fine, we are so happy to see you," Regina vows, stepping forward to cup a chilly cheek and pull those pale lips back to her mouth again.
Emma moans softly into the kiss, her hand already moving to slide around Regina's waist and pull her in closer.
"I need to get to work," Graham announces as he slips into his jacket, inspiring Emma to step back from Regina for a brief moment. "You two have fun today, I'll be home around five and maybe I'll bring us some dinner?"
Emma steps in front of him as he zips his coat into place, staring up at him through twinkling mischievous eyes. She slides her cold hands up his scratchy cheeks and smiles so sweetly at him. So slowly, she pulls his face down to meet her for a gentle kiss that barely has their lips moving. Her thumbs sweep loving against his cheeks while his arms wrap around her back and pull her in closer and Regina smiles so lovingly at having them all back under one roof again after four tormenting months.
"I really don't want to leave," Graham groans, eliciting two soft chuckles from both women.
"I promise I'll be here when you get back," Emma vows as she slides away and falls right back into the spot next to Regina.
"I believe I will have her naked and waiting for you," Regina teases, sashaying forward to kiss her husband softly on the lips while he groans.
"Alright, you both better be naked when I return. Naked dinner date," he firmly says, "Emma give me your keys and I'll park your car in the garage so your parents don't see."
"Oh, right," she laughs, digging into her pocket and tossing her keys for Graham to easily catch before he's out the door. "So..." Emma trails off nervously, once the door clicks shut.
"So," Regina seductively purrs, stepping forward to slide her hands down the lapels of Emma's jacket, feeling the cool leather beneath her fingertips. Her heart skips a beat. "Did you eat breakfast? I wouldn't mind a naked breakfast and maybe even a naked lunch as well," she husks, her sneaky fingers slipping inside Emma's jacket to slowly push the leather off two strong shoulders.
"I just ate actually. I stopped somewhere about an hour ago," she mindlessly replies because her eyes are drawn to the sultry way Regina moves around her and she's reminded again, how much she missed the older woman.
"Good, so we can just skip to the naked part," Regina murmurs, her warm breath tickling and teasing against Emma's lips.
"Uh-huh."
Regina encloses the minimal gap between them, her lips barely grazing the pretty pink mouth before her. Emma instantly moans and Regina cannot suppress the grin spreading into her cheeks. She shoves the jacket off the rest of the way, allowing the leather to fall recklessly to the ground before she grips the younger woman's hips and guides her toward the bedroom.
Emma's eager fingers fumble for the button on Regina's jeans, tugging until the zipper falls open from the force. Regina's nails scratch along Emma's hips, gathering Emma's soft sweater between her hands and yanking the material up and over her head. When their lips collide back together again, the kiss becomes more frantic, desperate, as they hastily tear away each other's clothes.
A discarded camisole at the entrance of the hallway, along with Regina's button down blouse. A black lacy bra and a red silk bra are scattered across the narrow hallway, guiding a path toward the bedroom. Emma shoves Regina's jeans over her plump bottom and she helps kick away the denim as they enter her room. Regina's fingers make quick work on Emma's jeans, jerking them down those toned thighs as she shoves Emma onto the bed. The blonde laughs lightly as she bounces against the mattress and Regina grabs her ankles, ripping the tight jeans away along with a damp red thong.
Regina smirks, her body moving to lay on top of the younger woman, producing a small groan to stir in the back of Emma's throat, never truly making it out into the world.
Emma latches onto Regina's face, holding her into place as she whispers, "I really missed you," before crashing their lips back together again.
Regina hums in response, her tongue easily slipping between their lips while her hand is slipping between their bodies, seeking out the wetness she is confident she will find between them. Both women are desperate and neither one is in the mood to deny how much they need one another.
Regina thrusts one finger into Emma at a time, feeling how abnormally tight the woman is compared to when they spent the summer constantly fucking like it was their damn careers. She smiles between their frantic kiss as she listens to the sweet noises singing their praise from the younger woman. When she's three fingers deep and rocking steadily, they both reach a climax that is completely unexpected.
But they don't stop all morning until they are completely reacquainted, slick with sweat and passing out from utter exhaustion.
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She's never inquired about this, even though Emma would probably be on board, but now the blonde is napping naked in her arms and Regina can't help where her mind is wandering to. She trails the back of her nails down Emma's arm while her lips embed adoring kisses all over the woman's warm shoulder. Emma groans in her sleep, scooting further back into Regina's embrace, seeking more of her comfort.
Regina stretches forward, capturing a soft earlobe between her teeth and lightly biting down. "Em, wake up," she whispers before the tip of her tongue traces the shell of her ear. "I'm not done with you," she hotly husks, and melts when she feels those damn knee-high socks brushing against her bare legs.
Emma moans, pressing her tight little bottom firmly against Regina's center that's pulsating with a heat that confirms how badly she needs more of this blonde. Regina's fingers glide effortlessly around the woman's hip, pulling her even closer despite the fact that they couldn't possibly be any closer. Her two fingers teasingly draw circles around the woman's bundle of nerves, never truly touching but seducing that thick arousal to coat those silky folds.
Emma groans deeply, half asleep and half already teetering on the edge from the tantalizing touches. Regina snakes one arm beneath the younger woman and holds her close while her lips attack the sensitive spot below Emma's ear that always flicks on a switch that causes her to squirm.
"Regina," the blonde gasps, her hips gyrating so slowly to match the teasing tempo, only encouraging Regina to grind along with her.
"Hmm?" Regina hums, their bodies thrusting gradually in sync as if they are simply one body. "What do you want, Em?" She sternly questions directly into the woman's ear as her right hand cups a heavy breast.
Emma gasps, her hips flexing forward, silently begging for more contact, more friction, anything to satisfy the throbbing between her legs. Regina smirks, fully proud of her torturing ways and roughly paws at the heavy breast once again.
"I-uh-I..." Emma breathlessly breathes, searching for relief and clean oxygen at the same time.
Regina's body flushes with a burning heat just listening to the desperate little whimpers coming from her beautiful blonde. She's hopelessly in love with the younger woman and she knows she's an absolute fool for her, but she will never admit those feelings out loud.
"Come on, dear, tell me what you want," she encourages through a low growl against the woman's ear, her warm breath sending a fierce shiver to wrack Emma's body.
Emma moans, a low rumble trapped in her dry throat, because all her natural liquid is rushing down between her legs and soaking her needy center. "Fuck me," is all she can grumble, because her mind is too focused on grinding perfectly in rhythm with Regina, hoping those teasing fingers will finally press firmly against her aching clit.
"Funny you should mention that," she taunts, digging her nails into Emma's soft breast before squeezing and inspiring the woman to buck her hips in desperation. Regina's hand slides away from her chest, traveling up in a teasing manner before her fingers lightly curl around the woman's long neck. "I was just thinking how I would love to fuck you," she seductively states with a promise of an eventful night, but there's also something lingering in her tone that sparks every nerve ending in Emma's writhing body.
"Please," Emma whines and the desperation in her tone sinks into Regina's body and flutters deliciously against her own greedy clit.
Regina presses more firmly down against Emma smooth mound, her fingers sliding through the thick essence while her other fingers grip tightly around Emma's neck and her lips trail fiery kisses beneath the woman's ear. Emma groans, a low guttural moan as her body fully submits to Regina's pleasure because she trusts this woman with her life and knows there's a mind-blowing orgasm in her near future.
Regina slicks through the dripping wetness, painting all around Emma's swollen pussy like she's one of her masterpieces, and to her Emma is just that, her own little masterpiece. When her fingers travel back toward that throbbing little gem, she presses more firmly while her hand squeezes the woman's neck and she sinks her teeth into the salty flesh breaking out into a sweat.
The blood rushes to Emma's temples and the euphoric pleasure that ripples through her body is evident by the flood between her legs that Regina's spreading all around. "Regina, please," she implores even though the older woman is choking her in the most perfect way.
"I know," Regina coos, their bodies still in sync as they writhe together and her fingers are swirling so deliciously against Emma's clit and her other hand is firmly holding the blonde into place. She nips at the woman's ear and husks, "I'm making sure you're nice and wet for me," and the groan she receives in return is almost enough to push Regina right over the edge.
She feels the tendons in Emma's throat expand as she attempts to swallow and she has to admit, she is absolutely in love with how beautiful her little blonde is when she's pinned into submission and completely at her mercy, begging for one of her orgasms. She presses a firm kiss below Emma's ear and slowly eases her grip around her neck while her fingers slip away from the drenched center.
"Wait," Emma cries out, quickly flipping over in bed to watch as Regina crawls off the mattress.
Her cheeks are so beautifully flushed a deep crimson and her big doe-eyes are glossy with a hopeless need and Regina's falling in more love with this stunning woman.
"I'll be right back, there's something I want to do to you," she confesses in a dark tone that has Emma visibly shuddering before her.
Regina quickly pads across the bedroom and disappears into her closet to retrieve her strap-on. She saunters back, full of sex and power and by the look striking Emma's face, she knows the younger woman wants this. She quickly attaches the harness, Emma's eyes never straying from the way her fingers work. She slides back onto the bed and crawls over the blonde's writhing body, just begging to be taken.
Emma is eager, already gripping Regina's hips and tugging her body back down on top of her. Regina grins wickedly as she crashes her lips down against Emma's, kissing her deeply while she slides the phallus gradually through Emma's soaked folds, spreading her arousal all over the toy. Her blonde groans deeply, bucking her hips for more of that sensational friction that she's a panting mess for.
Without ever guiding the phallus, Regina slowly rocks her hips until she's pressing against Emma's quivering hole. She tentatively thrusts, stretching Emma's tight center and inching her way in, coaxing those delicious little groans and whimpers in return to come out and play.
"Fuck," Emma breathlessly gasps once the toy is completely inside of her, pressing against the sweet spot deep inside that makes her toes curl.
Regina kisses her hard, probing her tongue roughly before she nips at the pale bottom lip and biting down as she circles her hips teasingly. And Emma's right there, kissing her just as roughly while her hips match every beat Regina offers.
She slips one hand behind Emma's neck and holds her into place, so she can devour that mouth while she roughly pounds into Emma, their skin slapping together and echoing through the room. Emma breaks the kiss, hopelessly gasping for air as Regina ruthlessly thrusts into her over and over again. Emma slams her hands against the headboard, her nails scratching into the wood and willing herself to stay in place and take the fucking that Regina is offering. And for the first time ever, her eyes trail up to the ceiling where she watches in astonishment as Regina thoroughly fucks her, the muscles in her back and bottom clenching and moving so ruthlessly and only further turning her on.
"Fuck, fuck," she cries out, as the pleasure unexpectedly rips through her limbs and takes control of her entire body.
Emma screams through her orgasm, bucking recklessly and shuddering violently before Regina stops thrusting into her and slowly gyrates her hips instead, extending Emma's orgasm or maybe forcing her straight into another one.
"Holy fuck," Emma groans, her hands releasing the headboard to slap down against Regina's back, clawing her nails down the slick flesh as Regina persuades both of their climaxes to proceed from the glorious friction against their bundle of nerves.
"Emma," Regina gasps, capturing those parted lips for a fierce kiss that somehow extends both of their orgasms.
And Emma is positive she has never climaxed for this long before in her life. She deflates, her body melting into the mattress below as Regina buries her face into the crook of her neck and attempts to regulate her breathing. And before Emma can even blink away the colorful spots invading her vision, she feels Regina slipping away.
"No," she whines her protest, her body craving Regina's warmth and touch after something so powerful and magical.
"Oh, I'm not done, turn over," Regina strictly orders, her voice raw and extra thick with rasp and it's an instant turn on for Emma once again.
Her entire body is still shaking from the aftershocks of her orgasm, but she flips onto her stomach, her skin prickling at all the dirty thoughts that flash through her mind of what Regina will do to her.
Regina lays down on top of Emma, covering her back completely, so she can nip the blonde's ear once again. She rubs the toy over the firm bottom, sliding teasingly against her slit as her hand snakes beneath Emma to clasp onto her neck once again. The younger woman swallows, the tendons pressing into Regina's hand as she slides a little further down so she can thrust the toy back into those swollen lower lips.
"Oh my god," Emma chokes out, as a new wave of desire swims through her blood and sparks every cell within her body.
"You feel so amazing," Regina's sultry voice growls over the shell of Emma's ear, causing her girl to tremble beneath her grasp.
Regina takes her time, slowly inching the toy out just to slam right back into Emma's most sensitive spot. However, they don't get too far into their pleasure before the front door is slamming shut. Regina smirks, she knew Graham was on his way home and she timed this all too perfectly, so he would find them and join right in on the fun. She specifically did all of this because she remembers, very clearly, that look in Emma's eye when she watched Ruby with her husband and Graham and she knows the younger woman has been too ashamed to ask.
"How I've missed this," Graham chuckles from somewhere behind them, encouraging both women to peer over their shoulders and find the man rushing toward them, stripping his clothes away.
Regina leans down, pressing her lips firmly to Emma's as her hips rock at an agonizingly slow pace to drive her mad. The blonde's moans are deep and desperate, encouraging Regina's hips to slam forcefully through those clenching walls. Emma immediately breaks the kiss, buries her face into the pillow and cries out with tangible euphoria.
Regina feels her husband's strong hands smoothing up her back and down again before he curls his fingers around her waist and stills her actions. He pushes one of her legs up, her knee resting on Emma's bottom as he guides himself deep inside Regina's soaked center. She groans, biting into Emma's shoulder as the tingling sensation washes over her body.
Graham leans over her, thrusting deep and slowly, forcing her body to move in sync with his, only causing her toy to slam into the pretty little blonde below her.
"Oh god," Emma breathes out, inspiring a cocky smirk to slide into place across Regina's face.
Graham produces a steady rhythm behind his wife, slamming into her own trigger deep inside and forcing her toy to roughly rock into Emma's tight center. The stimulation of being taken from behind along with the toy rubbing deliciously against her bundles of nerves has Regina already teetering on the edge of her own orgasm.
She sneaks a hand beneath Emma, her fingers seeking out and teasing that throbbing pearl just soaked in arousal. The heel of her palm clasps over Emma's clit, roughly rubbing as she her hips jerk and slam the phallus deeper and deeper.
"Fuck, oh god," Emma cries out and the sound of her hoarse voice bouncing off the walls, prickles at Regina's slick skin.
Her gut clenches as that old familiar feeling swells deep inside of her. There's a buzzing that's humming deliciously through her blood and possessing her soul. She sinks her teeth into Emma's shoulder and bites down viciously as her body erupts with a burning hot lava that explodes through her blood.
"Yes...god yes," she gasps as her orgasm completely takes control of her body and she releases all over her husband.
Graham quickly withdrawals and before either woman has time to recover, he's shuffling across the bed. He gathers the tangled wild mane spread all over Emma's back, creating a ponytail and urging Emma to lift her lazy head. Regina grips Emma's hips and pulls her bottom up just the slightest while she shifts onto her knees behind the blonde, never removing the toy that Emma's still desperately clenching around. Graham slides his body beneath Emma, lining himself directly in front of Emma's mouth.
Regina observes closely as a crimson blush spreads across Emma's body like a hazardous wildfire. She knows this girl is shy and would never ask to be in this filthy position, but she saw the way her eyes dilated and then shimmered with desire when she watched Ruby firsthand. She knows how badly Emma truly wants this, and she will always give this woman whatever she desires.
Graham gathers all of those golden locks into one fist and gazes softly into Emma's eyes and she must sense his compassion for her because she slowly dips her head down and swirls her tongue around his tip. He tosses his back in pleasure and the sight tingles against Regina's skin and has her slowly gliding the slick phallus out and back in again. Emma groans, an animalistic sound that rattles Regina's heart and recharges her need all over again.
Graham guides Emma's head down further, her mouth swallowing him whole and persuading him to buck his hips and whisper her name. And he's slick with Regina's essence, and Emma is tasting the perfect combination of both husband and wife and there is something in the idea of that, that drives her absolutely mad.
Emma roughly takes all of Graham, her head bobbing up and down while his fist is still encouraging her. She pops her bottom, urging that toy to take all of her and Regina doesn't skip a beat. She's right there, digging her nails deep into the porcelain flesh around Emma's hips and pounding into her over and over again.
Emma's rocking recklessly between husband and wife, moaning and squirming and taking and giving. Too many wild sensations are fighting for dominance in her body and she completely surrenders. She allows every dirty pleasure to consume her, granting her wildest fantasy to thoroughly play out in life and not in some dirty dream.
Regina examines the way Graham's face is contorting, hopelessly trying to hold off as Emma swallows him whole. She studies the way Emma's body is wild, desperate, her lower lips sucking the toy in search of her next orgasm. So, Regina smacks Emma's ass roughly, falling in love with the red handprint that immediately blooms across her delicate flesh. And that's the key that sends Emma over the edge once again, screaming around Graham until he's shoving her head aside and quickly finishing himself off. Regina grounds down against Emma's bottom and tumbles right into another orgasm, and she has completely lost track at this point, how many that is for that day.
Regina quickly removes the strap-on and tosses it to the ground so she can tug Emma's weak body against her own. Emma snuggles against her chest while Regina rubs her fingers through those knotty strands and they both sigh in relief while Graham sneaks off to the bathroom.
"So, was it everything you had hoped for?" Regina sweetly asks, her voice coming out like she's been sick with a brutal cold for weeks.
"How did you-"
"I saw that look in your eye. It turned you on and you wanted to try it," she confidently states, persuading a tired chuckle to fall from Emma's pretty little mouth.
"It was amazing," she breathes out, leaning up to offer a slow and lazy kiss. "Definitely doing that again," she mutters into the kiss, like maybe she's not truly saying the words out loud, but Regina will gift her the opportunity once again.
Regina doesn't bother with words, she's too busy drowning in the loving way Emma's lips move perfectly against her own.
Graham is awfully quiet when he sneaks back into bed behind Emma and peppering her shoulder with sweet kisses. "We missed you," he confesses in a hushed whisper.
"And I really missed you two," Emma chuckles, peeking over her shoulder to be swept up in a gentle kiss by the man.
"When do you go back to New York?" Regina sadly questions, her fingers trailing down the woman's chest to memorize her beauty once again.
"Let's not worry about that, let's just focus on enjoying our time," the younger woman mumbles, encouraging Regina to roll on top of her.
"I think we can do that," she husks, pressing a long and lingering kiss against Emma's beating heart while Graham's fingers tread through her raven locks.
"Good, because being here is my favorite thing to do." Rich brown eyes flick to watery green, holding a connection that only they could ever understand. "I think you two broke me," Emma confesses before they all three laugh lightly in response.
A/N: I just want to says thank you guys so much for giving this story a shot, it really means a lot to me and thank you all for taking the time to review! Every comment keeps me motivated to write more!