Oh you guys…
I don't blush that hard with porn, but those comments…
Thank you so much.
The angry reviews made me laugh a little. Just a little.
~Walks away still laughing~
Seriously, you are all fantastic.
A gigantic knot was constricting her throat.
That was probably not how she was supposed to be feeling right now.
Not when she was nine-and-something inches deep inside Regina Mills. From behind.
By now, Emma should be thrusting like a beast.
But Regina's words… It didn't matter if she finally got to fuck her like that. Nothing mattered – only what she said.
Her limbs froze, enveloping Regina's body protectively, unable to react.
She felt a soft, warm palm on her left butt cheek.
"Sweetie?"
Emma's voice was small, too small for someone on her current position.
"You want a baby?"
"Emma-"
"You want a baby with me?"
Regina moved her hips uncomfortably. "Sweetie, I need you to-"
Gently, much gentler than Regina had expected, Emma hoisted her body and pulled out.
Her usually rough hands held her hips softly this time, turning her around carefully, adjusting the pillow under her lower back as if suddenly Regina became the most precious and fragile human being on Earth.
Emma's green eyes were signaling a hundred different things at the same time as she crawled on top of her, holding her weight on her hands and staring down at Regina.
"It's okay if you don't… anymore," Regina said, refraining from sounding too disappointed, or even too presumptuous about knowing something that Emma had not shared with her.
There was a long, long pause.
"That's fine, we don't have to-"
Regina was silenced by one fierce, emotional kiss that took her breath away and gave her the answer she was hoping for. She swallowed the burn in her throat, throwing her arms around Emma's neck, amazed with the speed with which she went from brutal to absolutely sweet.
Without breaking the kiss, Emma's hands carefully slid down her sides, gently squeezing the curves of her hips, going up her chest and kneading her breasts softly.
And there she was again, underneath a firm layer of dominance and confidence, the normal Emma, trailing long digits across her skin, dragging goosebumps with the tips of her fingers as she drew obscene whimpers from Regina in between kisses.
"Wait," Regina ordered softly, and within a second Emma had pulled away, sitting on her knees by Regina's feet, a look of sudden insecurity darkening her features.
"Oh, no, it's okay," Regina said with a small smile, sliding a hand up her thigh, and then she looked down, taking full inventory of her erection trapped inside the tight condom. "I just want to… release you."
Emma looked down at her member and then back up at Regina. Her throat bobbed up and down, and she nodded. Regina reached out for her.
She cupped her heavy balls and ran her hand over the throbbing length once, clasping her fingers around the engorged base. Emma let out a shaky breath and closed her eyes, keeping her groaning to a minimum as Regina rolled the condom up its gentle curve and off.
Regina wondered if that had been the appropriate time to bring up the subject, but then Emma grunted almost inaudibly, and all there was in her green eyes was primal urge and raw desire.
The mood felt heavy with reverence and adoration now, a far cry from the usual playfully dirty copulation they had been doing so far, but still there was something oddly… savage about the way Emma was looking at her.
And there was also love. So much love.
Emma placed the flat of her palms against Regina's belly, a silent gesture heavy with meaning. It made Regina gasp, and shiver pleasurably. Those stormy eyes on her felt like being watched by an untamed but soft… animal.
"Regina," Emma breathed, dragging her hips upwards and sensually rolling them until she was nestled between her legs, keeping eye contact at all times.
"Yes?" Regina mumbled in a pleading, low cry. She was dripping, throbbing.
"I need to…" Emma growled, nuzzling the curve of her throat, capturing skin between her lips, biting and sucking briefly, and then withdrawing to look at her in the eyes again. "I… I want to…"
Regina cupped her face gently. "What do you want, sweetie?" she whispered, spreading her legs, rubbing herself against her painfully hard, pulsing shaft.
"I… God," Emma gnarled when she was enveloped by wet, engorged folds. She pressed her hips, trying to line her angry red gland with Regina's entrance. "I have to…"
Regina's hands roamed her back, her ribs, her firm ass cheeks, feeling the slick skin, the thrumming muscles, as she nuzzled her jawline, lips nipping at her earlobe…
"Regina, I need-"
It was weird how primitive instincts kicked in when you are sure you don't have any.
"Breed me," Regina whispered in her ear, retreating her lips and laying down to look at her stunned expression. "Is that the word you wanted to use, Sheriff?" she asked with a malicious moaning tone, jutting her hips forward as she gave Emma's ass a suggestive squeeze.
A deep, low moan escaped Emma's lips.
Beyond aroused, she penetrated her with one furious, slippery thrust.
The noise Regina made was utterly and simply pornographic. The sensation of being filled to the hilt was obscenely good, and the throbbing rippling between them was so mind-blowing that she wished there was a way Emma could enter more.
Fingernails clawed at Emma's back, and lulled by whimpers and brash moans, the blonde kept the pounding of her hips to a daringly slow pace, dragging the column of her penis against Regina's front wall in a delicious circular movement.
"Emma… please…"
"I love you," Emma grunted.
"Then fill me… fill me," her voice dropped to a desperate whisper and then it slowly rose again. "Fuck me faster please fuckmefaster fuckme-"
The wet, slapping noises of their hips started to increase in volume and speed.
"You wanna get pregnant?" Emma rolled her hips and drove into her with a hard, loud thrust. "You want my baby?"
"YES! Fill me-"
"Gonna fill you," Emma promised, looking at her with lust and adoration. "I am going to get you… with… my baby-"
"Do it," Regina pleaded, repeating it as a breathless chant, punctuated by each thrust. "Do it, please, do it do it -"
"Fill… your belly," the blonde gasped in a strangled voice, their noses and foreheads touching.
"Cock…"
"Yes?"
"Delicious" smack "inside-"
"Yes."
"So…" smack "OH!" smack "BIG-"
Droplets of sweat rolled down Emma's spine as she started to rut selfishly into the brunette, grunting incoherently, the air leaving her lungs raggedly. Begging brown eyes were locked with hers, full lips parted, gasping and panting and wailing profanities that were making the fine hairs on Emma's body stand on end as her balls started to tighten-
"YESYESYES OHGODOHGOD GIVEMEABABY-"
"FUCK-"
"EMMA!"
"OH GOD-"
Emma went down for a forceful kiss, ramming her hips with blurring speed, capturing moans and cries between Regina's lips. She wanted to give that woman everything.
Regina's walls started to clench around her, and her body started to convulse in a hauntingly strong, earthshaking orgasm as she clasped her ankles around Emma's lower back, fingernails buried deep in the flesh behind her neck.
Regina cried and screamed the rest of the words she had left in her brain against Emma's shoulder.
Simultaneously, the natural muscular response of her body triggered the blonde, and there was something about the desperate milking and sucking of her cock that made her hips try and pick up a more brutal pace before her abdomen tightened and relief finally was granted-
"I love you," she snarled as the first gush rushed through her length and splattered inside Regina. "Love you…" another spurt. "Love mmf-"and another "-you. Love… you…"
Her hips jerked as she spurted the final jets, and the last I love you came out soundlessly.
XXX
They were trembling.
Sweating.
Regina was sobbing and Emma was still convulsing between her legs a little.
They stayed clamped for a long time, shuddering, with Regina entirely clasped around Emma, their lips trying to meet for sloppy, exhausted kisses.
As the panting and gasping and all the other noise subsided, Regina let out an unintelligible protest against Emma's collarbone.
"What is it, hun?"
"Cold," Regina grumbled.
Emma reached for the blanket and threw it over them, keeping most of her weight supported by her hands. Regina chuckled against her breasts, the sound husky and muffled.
"What?" Emma asked with a small smile. She loved that sound.
"That can't be comfortable. You can... you know."
"Nope. Not pulling out," Emma grunted, closing her eyes and kissing the top of Regina's head.
Regina chuckled again. "You're not?"
"Are you uncomfortable?" Emma grumbled.
Regina gave her softening penis a playful squeeze, making Emma groan.
"I'll take that as a no," she muttered, dropping her head to the crook of Regina's neck.
"You need to rest. That was a lot of work…"
"I need to keep my seeds in you, Regina," Emma explained, the hint of pride not lost in her tone. "I have to make sure they stay in there so we might… I want it to take this time," she finished, her tone now much more serious than it had ever been.
Regina smiled and nuzzled the curve of her neck, taking in the familiar safe-and-dangerous scent that was incredibly Emma as she closed her eyes, the inevitable urge to sleep starting to envelope her.
"So you paid attention to that Discovery Channel program," she said quietly.
Emma smirked. "Aren't you glad I did?"
"Stop being so cocky, Emma Swan," Regina grunted, clenching one more time.
"Stop doing that! I worked hard and need rest, but if you're gonna keep doing that-"
"You are the one being stubborn about not getting more comfortable."
Emma sighed, pressing another kiss to Regina's head. "Am not moving until it takes," she mumbled sleepily.
XXX
Regina came back to consciousness with the constant, gentle pressure of warm lips on her neck and shoulders peppering her skin with kisses. She smiled languidly, trying to stretch, only to realize that she was immobilized underneath Emma.
She opened her eyes, blinking to adjust to the faint clarity entering the room through ugly curtains.
"Did you sleep on top of me the whole night?"
"Sorry," Emma grumbled, lifting her head and placing her chin between Regina's breasts. She had a coy smile on her lips. "Hi."
Regina chuckled, tangling her fingers on her wild mane of blonde curls. "Good morning, dear."
She shuffled slightly under Emma's weight, clenching around… nothing.
"Oh, I took monster out for a breather," Emma explained.
"Mm," Regina smiled, rocking her hips gently against it. "Then how come you are still on top of me?"
"I can't move. I think I dislodged my hip."
Regina chuckled. "So dramatic."
Emma held her upper body in a plank position and lifted her weight with an exaggerated scowl, then she rolled off and immediately snuggled Regina's side.
No matter how familiar and comfortable that position felt, Regina knew there was something twitchy and tense about Emma. She turned her head on the pillow and sighed.
"What is it, dear?"
"You know me too well, woman," Emma grumbled, closing her eyes and burying her nose in the crook of Regina's neck. After a beat, she spoke again, her voice small. "What if it doesn't work again?"
Regina felt a pang in her heart. In the heat of the moment last night, she didn't even consider the possibility of failing.
"I mean, I know we can't lose something that we never had," Emma added as an afterthought.
Regina propped her head up on her hand, carefully studying Emma's face.
"Emma… You know that, no matter what happens, I love you, right? And that I want to be with you, cock or no cock, baby or no baby. You know that, right?"
Emma sighed. "I know, but..."
"We already have a son. We already are a family. I don't know why that bestial phallus showed up again, but I just want you, and Henry, and us."
"Bestial phallus," Emma repeated chuckling, rolling the syllables in her tongue with a hint of pride. "You should use that as my contact information on your phone."
"From all this romantic crap I just said, all you got was the compliment on your penis?"
Emma laughed. "It's so easy to get you all angry, Madam Mayor," she dragged a finger over Regina's thighs, pleased with the trail of goosebumps she left on her skin. "But really, what you just said… That's what I wished the night before my birthday. Us. Happily, ever after."
"Well, we can have that anyway."
"Or maybe my dangler came back to shake up your suburban ass a little, you know. To spice things up in bed."
Regina glared at Emma. "Are you insinuating that our sex life is… what is it you call those people with the… the ice cream flavor?"
"Vanilla?" Emma asked with a chuckle.
"I am not vanilla!"
"There's nothing wrong with being vanilla. Why are you so annoyed?"
"Because I am not!" Regina screeched angrily. "I buy the most offensive, slutty underwear to parade for you, and when I am on a pencil skirt, I wear nothing because I know you like it! You get a lap dance at least once a month, and not even ten hours ago I let you fuck my-"
There was a loud, muffled thump against the wall, and an annoyed voice spoke. "For the love of God, you two are anything BUT vanilla! Can you PLEASE SHUT UP NOW?"
"Idiot," Regina smacked Emma's arm when the blonde started to laugh.
"It's not my fault these walls are thin. You are the cheap ass Mayor, not me."
"I didn't build this pigsty!"
Her anger was tampered down when Emma rolled on top of her again and shut her up with a kiss.
"I hate you so much when you do that," Regina grumbled, smiling as she bit Emma's lower lip. When they pulled apart, she looked up at the grinning imbecile above her. "I know you like this pigpen, and the unattractive curtains, and the floor littered with beer cans. I also know how you feel about the suburban parent concept, but-"
"Are you asking me to move in with you and Henry?" Emma asked with a giant grin.
"Well, it's not that I miss you when you're not there," Regina said in a very unconvincing tone. "It's just that this place is too dirty- Oh God!" she moaned when Emma pressed her hips down between her legs.
"You miss me," Emma said cockily.
"Shut up-"
"You miss me 'cause you LOOOVE me-"
"Shut up!"
"You shut up," Emma chuckled, grinding the tip of her hardening member precisely against Regina's clit.
Unable to help the soft moan that left her lips, Regina pulled her in for another kiss. Considering the way it escalated to more grinding and panting, it seemed that Emma's neighbor would not get any sleep, but then the loud alarm on Regina's cellphone rang.
"No," Emma growled.
"I need to get up," Regina mumbled against her collarbone, making zero effort to get rid of Emma's weight.
"No!" she tried to make a bossy growl that came out as an uncharacteristic girly whine. "You need to stay in bed, with your legs up."
"You realize this is a conception myth, right?"
"I meant as in fuck you like that? With your legs up on my shoulders?"
"Emma!" Regina sighed, starting to throb inconveniently hard for someone who had been thoroughly fucked the night before. "I have to go to work. I can't stay in bed all day having sex with you!"
"But it's my day off!" Emma protested, snuggling closer.
"Your day off," Regina kissed her head. "Not mine."
The alarm rang again.
Regina disentangled from her arms and legs with a little bit of a struggle, and sat down on the bed, making Emma immediately roll over to the other side, visibly annoyed.
"You are your boss, Gina," Emma grunted, pressing her face against the pillow, the rest of the sentence coming out muffled and grumpy. "You can give yourself the day off. You can give yourself eternal vacations."
Regina chuckled at her childish antics, picking a shirt from the nearest chair, sliding her arms inside the sleeves as she watched Emma for a minute.
The faint rays of sunlight were definitively not helping her. The light bathed Emma's skin in all the right exposed spots, pronouncing the lumps of muscles on her calves, back and arms.
Regina lifted the comforter and smiled smugly. What a cute little ass. So round and firm and the main force behind those deliciously obscene thrusts-
"Stop staring at my ass," Emma grunted.
"You have a cute ass," the brunette countered.
Emma growled something against the pillow again as Regina moved to the living room to retrieve her phone from her bag and turn it off.
"What was that, dear?" Regina asked amusedly from the doorway, folding her arms across her chest as she watched Emma roll onto her back with an inelegant thud.
"I said I'll show you what this ass can do between your legs."
Another throb. "I need to stay away from you-"
Emma's eyes went wide open when she noticed that Regina was wearing one of her long flannel shirts.
Only the flannel shirt.
"Why are you so damn hot, woman?" Emma groaned, covering her face with the pillow and growling against it as a voluminous tent started to form on the blanket.
Regina swallowed hard. "I will shower and change so you don't have to, uh, suffer."
Emma threw the pillow off. "I like to suffer."
The brunette had to look away when Emma suggestively grinded her hips in the air, under the blanket. "Stop doing that. I have work."
"I don't want you walking around without me today," she grunted, sitting up with a tangle of bed clothing around her waist.
"Oh?"
"You saw it on TV too!" she mumbled awkwardly, cheeks growing red. "The male escorts the female everywhere while she's carrying his litter, and-"
Regina didn't know what feeling was stronger inside her – the urge to smother that cute imbecile with kisses or the urge to let that cute imbecile fuck her with her legs up on her shoulders. Both felt equally strong and appealing right now.
"I love how that fluffy beast inside of you wants to protect all of us all the time, but it's just a meeting in Town Hall, sweetie."
"I am not fluffy!"
Regina refrained from rolling her eyes. "My point is, you will go crazy if I actually get pregnant. You can't follow me everywhere for nine months."
"Well, I could," Emma shrugged.
Regina chuckled, sitting down on the bed and cupping Emma's face. "However primitively cute I find it, you realize that we have separated jobs and other responsibilities in life, don't you?"
"You are no fun," the blonde grunted.
Regina sighed in frustration with the look on Emma's face. That ridiculous pout could reduce the impressive Evil Queen to a not so impressive ball of mush.
"I don't want to go, but I have to be in this meeting. We could have breakfast together, and then you can come over for dinner tonight and we can tell Henry the news about you moving n with us. How does that sound?"
"Fine," Emma mumbled with a petulant eye roll, standing up from the bed as well.
As the blanket slid off her hips and pooled down around her ankles, she let out a painful hiss when she tried to take a step towards her clothes.
"Holy shit, my hip is broken!"
"Ah that's too bad, because I was considering revisiting your wild animal kink tonight," Regina said with a shrug, entering the bathroom and closing the door behind her.
"You know what, I am fine!" Emma barked, tripping over the bedsheets with a loud thump as she tried to follow her in the shower, quickly standing up again with the cotton sheets tangled around her legs. "Totally fine!"
XXX
"Everyone is staring at us," Regina hissed, one hand firmly clasped with Emma's as they made the final steps towards their usual booth at Granny's.
"Move over," Emma spat at one of the dwarves with a scowl.
Okay, maybe they were staring. So rude.
"Fine," Emma rolled her eyes. "Maybe. But they know we're together. We're holding hands, not having public sex."
Regina merely shook her head.
"You guys sure can make an entrance," Ruby said approaching their table, placing one mug in front of each woman and pouring hot coffee in them.
"Bunch of prudes," Emma grunted. "Like no one here has ever heard of lesbiansbefore."
"Oh they heard a lot more than that," Ruby said with a low chuckle. "Half the costumers here are also tenants, so. Most of us heard it all, sweetheart. We have real thin walls."
"Oh my God," Regina moaned, hiding her face behind her hands. "Oh my God!"
"Exactly like that," Ruby said.
"Ruby!" Emma grunted.
"Relax, no one's gonna remember it tomorrow," Ruby patted Regina's back sympathetically. "Come on, breakfast is on me. As a thank you for the live Animal Planet porn-"
"Ruby!"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," she grinned, and then she frowned at the way Emma suddenly looked like she was… sheltering Regina. "Hey, mind your own business," Ruby barked, and the room suddenly fell silent. "So, what do you want? The usual? I'd recommend double portions after all the night activities."
Emma rolled her eyes and Regina nodded faintly, ignoring the teasing, but just because she was really hungry. When Ruby was gone, Emma forced her to look up.
"I am sorry. I should have told you about the walls."
"You knew?" Regina hissed through clenched teeth.
"Remember when you showed up in the middle of the night for my services back in dick incident number one? Ruby said everyone thought I was watching really loud porn."
"You are an idiot!" she groaned.
"Hey, c'mon. It's not so bad."
"Of course you wouldn't think that," her voice dropped to a low snarl. "It wasn't you screaming all night long like a-"
"You were amazing last night. Everything about you is," Emma pressed her hand against her thigh, and the gesture was so soft and intimate that Regina felt her heart melt inside her chest.
She sighed, and when she looked up, Emma was not even hiding her shit-eating grin.
"You are proud of what they heard, aren't you?" Regina asked, half amused and half indignant.
Emma didn't bother to hide her smug expression. "A little?"
"Pig," the brunette hissed, smacking the back of her head. "You are an insufferable cocky idiot-"
"There are children here," Robin Hood mumbled from the booth right next to theirs, with a disgruntled look on his face as he tilted his head to point at his son, Roland.
"Oh, grow up!" Emma snarled impatiently.
"I live across the hall from you!"
Emma passed one arm over Regina's shoulders, a look of superiority on her face.
"You do? I thought you lived inside a tree or something."
"No, I don't. And I was forced to go camping with the Merry Men last night," then he turned to Regina. "Can't you see that this woman has no regard for your dignity and honor?"
"This woman here is Regina's girlfriend," Emma growled, moving her body slightly in front of the brunette before she could answer. "And I am not disrespectful. Just because you're a sore loser suddenly Regina can't decide who's best for her?"
"How am I a loser if there was no real competition?"
"Exactly. I didn't even need to compete with you!"
"I was her soulmate!"
"Was," she nodded with a petulant wink, making finger guns.
"I could still be, if you had not barged in her life with that ridiculously loud yellow carriage and your bad attitude!"
"Trust me, it wasn't my car and least of all my attitude that made her chose me-"
"Perhaps I should challenge you!" Robin said standing up. "That was our way back in the Enchanted Forest! We fight until death for her hand!"
"We are not in the Enchanted Forest anymore, champs," Ruby hurried to intervene, pushing him back to his booth. "Sit down."
Regina nodded at Ruby. Things could escalate horribly when Robin and Emma were in the same room.
"You'd lose anyway," Emma muttered petulantly.
"Emma," Regina warned.
"Want to test that theory, Swan?" Robin asked, standing up once again.
"Only if you don't mind having your ass kicked in front of your son, Pine Breath," Emma snarled, standing up too, ignoring Regina's hand on her wrist.
"Emma-"
"Let me worry about that," Robin hissed, his face growing dangerously red. "You… You… Assface!"
"-Robin, sit down-"
"-Emma, you too-"
Emma narrowed her eyes and smirked. "Bring it on, termite!"
"I don't know what that is!" Robin yelled.
"Emma Swan sit down-!"
"You don't know anything-!"
"What the hell is going on here?" David barked, pushing the door open, his clear blue eyes going from his daughter to Robin Hood and the awestruck mass of costumers watching the loud argument.
Emma turned to Regina indignantly. "I can't believe you called my dad!"
Regina scoffed. "Trust me, this is embarrassing enough without getting your parents involved."
"That was me," Ruby muttered.
"Traitor," Emma hissed.
"What, are you going to arrest us?" Robin asked David with an arrogant tilt of his chin.
Emma scoffed. "He is going to arrest you, dill hole. I am his daughter. And the Sheriff."
XXX
"This is all your fault!" Emma barked, pointing her index finger at Robin through the bars that separated their cells.
"My fault?" Robin rolled his eyes. "You stole her from me!"
"I did not!"
"Yes you did!"
"How could I possibly steal her from you when she was never even yours in the first place? And that's beside the point. Women are not property. Welcome to the modern world, Boy Scout."
"What's a boy scout?" he asked with a frown.
"God," Emma rolled her eyes, pinching the bridge of her nose. "Why don't you just go back to the Enchanted Forest live inside a tree again?"
"I don't-"
"Regina told me to get you out in forty minutes, but it looks like you two still have issues to figure out between yourselves," David said, walking towards his desk and sitting down at the top with his arms folded. "Are you enjoying this, to sit there and fight all day?"
"Of course I am not enjoying it," Robin spat. "I could be out in the woods being productive-"
"Sure, what destiny shall befall THE EARTH without you shooting arrows and growing a stub all day-"
"That's not all I do-!"
"I'll take that as a yes," David muttered, getting up and moving towards the exit.
"No, dad - DAD wait!" Emma called out, her face squeezed between the bars.
"Yes?" he asked with a frown and a condescending tone.
"Can you bring me a bear claw or a grilled cheese?"
David sighed, and left.