I don't own these characters; Disney/ABC does. I also don't own Sesame Street or Elmo, which come up in this chapter on the television. And I don't own the song, Birthday Sex, as that comes in the chapter as well.
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4: Fantasy Birthday
"I can't believe you're pulling this nonsense three days before Emma's birthday," Regina said, glaring at her sister as they exited her car. She and Zelena were alone. There were no witnesses. She could, in theory, be rid of the redheaded pest and no one would ever know! She could even raise Robbie to be a civilized being, but no. Zelena was her older sister. Her immature, annoying older sister, but her older sister nonetheless. How had she longed for one as a child. It was not often she had wishes answered, so she would not squander Zelena, even if she did seem like a curse more often than not.
"Oh, please. It's not like I asked you to do this on her birthday and I think we both know you've triple-checked everything for her birthday with everything planned to the letter," Zelena replied as she slammed the door to the car.
Regina glared at her even harder. "We talked about that."
Zelena scoffed and waved the whole thing off. "I'll fix it if I break it. Now, let's enjoy our sisterly afternoon. I'm sure Emma isn't complaining this much while she watches Robbie."
"No, as she obviously got the better end of the deal." Despite her words, Regina looped her arm with Zelena and they proceeded to stroll through the chic shops of the fashion district. While Zelena was beyond irksome, Regina suspected Zelena had the same wishes for a sister when she was younger. Zelena just did not know how to act around people for whatever reason.
"You can blame yourself for this. Seeing you and Emma being disgustingly in love makes me want to try my hand at it. When you were with Robin, I thought it was a waste of time, but you seem genuinely happy with Emma."
"I am genuinely happy with Emma. So much so I have to wonder why pixie dust thought I should mate with Robin." It did not sting to speak of him or think of him, even if he died on such a useless venture in retrospect. At least she managed to get closer to Zelena while they journeyed through Hell.
"The dust didn't really say you should mate with him, from what he told me, which would be from what you told him."
Regina frowned at the memory. She suspected Robin had not considered their relationship serious until he knew he was her soul mate. She was not sure if she ever took the relationship serious, though, because she never felt like he was. She just wanted someone and if magic said they were supposed to connect, she was willing to try.
"Did he know of your status?" Zelena asked.
Regina arched an eyebrow. "I don't think that matters. We're not having some sex talk out in the open where any idiot could hear."
"You don't want to have a sex talk, even as we're about to walk into a lingerie store?" Zelena gave her a wicked grin.
"I thought we were shopping for a new wardrobe. What do you need lingerie for? You're not showing it to anyone," Regina replied.
"You say that now…" Zelena wiggled her eyebrows.
Regina rolled her eyes, not tempted by the bait. She wished her sister would date, if only to mingle and make friends. She knew from her own life that friends were sort of necessary for anyone, true friends. She had Emma, Maleficent, and even Tinker Bell and Kathryn. Friends reduced stress.
"Come on. This is my favorite boutique and Evelyn is a genius when it comes to giving someone a unique style that fits them. She styled me while I was queen, both the meek and Evil version," Regina said. She swore by Evelyn even to this day.
Zelena made a face, but Regina took her to the boutique anyway. As soon as they stepped inside, there was a young woman there to greet them with a smile. She was new, as Regina was not familiar with her and she had been to Evelyn's recently.
"Your Majesty," the young woman said.
Regina waved the young woman off. "Regina is fine."
"I've got it from here, Stacy," one of the usual girls said, as she stepped into view from behind a rack. "Regina, the usual green tea?"
"Thank you, Emily."
Emily turned her attention to Zelena. "Is there anything I could get for you? We have an assortment of teas, coffee, cocoa, soft drinks, and even milkshakes if you give me a moment. For food, there are cakes, pies, and other pastries."
Zelena blinked and stepped back. She was not accustomed to such kindness on a first meet. Sometimes, she even still got the cold shoulder at Granny's, and those were friends of her family. Emily was a good maiden, though, and nothing Regina had seen stopped Emily from doing her duty.
"We might be here a while. I think my sister would delight in one of your milkshakes," Regina said. Zelena was taken with fast food as much as anyone else would be who first encountered it.
Emily smiled and nodded. "Most excellent. I'll fetch Evelyn and Pamela will bring your tea. Please, feel free to sit." She motioned to cushioned chairs by a wall and was gone before the sisters had a chance to move.
"Come." Regina pulled Zelena to sit down.
Zelena sucked her teeth, but took a seat. She crossed her legs at the ankle and Regina thought it was funny to see Zelena go through the motions of being a lady. It was there her commoner upbringing shone through. She did not have the posture their mother would have demanded, would have beaten into her. While Zelena might never be happy with it, Regina was glad Zelena would never meet their mother. She had no doubt Cora would have broken Zelena, much more than Zelena's own adoptive father had and with greater, scarier precision.
"She's not going to try to dress me like some sweet little omega, is she?" Zelena sneered.
"Not unless you plan on telling her you are one. Let Evelyn work when she comes. She's an artist. You'll enjoy it," Regina replied. There was not a time when being dressed by Evelyn did not improve Regina's mood, even when she was the Evil Queen.
Zelena sucked her teeth. "As long as she doesn't try to dress me like some doll. I have little desire to be put in skirts as if calling forth alphas to turn them up."
Regina rolled her eyes, but did not have to say anything. The new girl, Stacy, came over with their beverages with Pamela watching from a few feet away. Stacey was in training, it would seem. A smile for a thanks sent Stacy on her way. Of course, the smile only came from Regina, as Zelena did not know how to be grateful just yet. It was amusing to see how snobbish her peasant sister could be.
"This milkshake better be ambrosia for the size of it," Zelena complained as she took the goblet. It was roughly the size of a mug.
"I think you mean nectar."
"I think this is a waste of time."
"I'm waiting for you to find a way to complain about sunshine," Regina replied.
Zelena let loose a loud scoff. "As if either of us care about sunshine."
Regina could not call her a liar there. She sipped her green tea, ignoring the steam rising from the liquid, and watched Zelena from the corner of her eye. She knew her sister enjoyed the milkshake from the lack of complaints. Evelyn strolled out talking to Emily and holding some cloth. Emily nodded and took the cloth while Evelyn stepped over to the sisters.
"Always a pleasure, Your Majesty." Evelyn bowed as much as her back would allow. In the Old World, she used to mumble about her back all the time. Potions and poultices did not seem to do anything for her, but in this world, a massage once a month seemed to be the perfect cure. Regina once joked it was the handsome twenty-year-old giving the massage that probably helped, but Evelyn had not replied.
Regina sighed. "Evelyn, one day, you will accept my offer to call me Regina, as your shop girls have."
"Ricky doesn't call you Regina," Evelyn pointed out.
"Stop trying to drag me into things," Ricky's disembodied voice came from the back of the shop. "What I call Miss Thang is between me and her."
Evelyn rolled her eyes. "What you did to turn my own son against me, I'll never know. You didn't dare let him dress you once, did you?"
Regina gasped, totally affronted… or at least she hoped her face showed that. "I would never." This was a lie, but it was a long time ago and Evelyn did not need to know about it.
"I'm sure." Evelyn pursed her lips. Her tone could not hold more disbelief if she tried. She gave Regina a once over with sharp grey eyes and then turned her attention to Zelena. "Now, I'm not too sure how titles work here, but I'm certain in our homeland, you'd be Her Excellency."
Zelena's brow furrowed. "Excuse me?"
"Evelyn has decided you're a duchess. I suppose that makes some sense since I was queen in my own right. Evelyn, Zelena is here for a full wardrobe. She's decided she should get out and mingle amongst the people. Perhaps, even make a friend. We need her to look something like a human."
"Oh, hardy, har, har," Zelena said with her top lip curled.
Evelyn moved, standing in front of Zelena. There was almost three feet of space between them and Evelyn would never touch someone she considered a royal without permission, but Zelena squirmed under her gaze. It was not surprising. Evelyn was so intent in her work, she always seemed to be peeling back the layers and discovering things people did not even know about themselves. It did not help matters that her eyes seemed silver, so there was an unnatural feel to her studying anyone.
"Is the green a must?" Evelyn asked, as Zelena was wearing her favorite color, which was green. The irony would never be lost on them.
"I am a fan," Zelena replied in a gruff tone. She crossed her arms over her chest.
"I can work with that, but there are so many colors and combinations. Several would compliment you. How about I put together a couple of outfits for you from my stock and then you decide if you like it? From there, we can work on designing you other things," Evelyn said.
Zelena huffed, as if this was a burden to her. "I'm not a doll."
Evelyn's expression did not change, despite Zelena's rudeness. "I didn't think you were. The dressings have nothing to do with you being a doll, but have everything to do with your clothing announcing who you are without you saying a word." She put her chin in the air.
"Oh, darling, everyone already knows I am wicked." This was said with a smirk.
Regina could not help the groan that escaped her. "Is it too late to say I don't know her?"
Evelyn snickered and walked off. Regina took her sister by the elbow to make her follow Evelyn to a somewhat open area of the shop. Evelyn called for Emily and Ricardo while Regina took a seat away from the circular platform Evelyn had Zelena stand on. Emily and Ricardo popped up like Thing One and Thing Two, which was probably how Evelyn looked at them.
"Oh, Mami's dressing the other Miss Thang," Ricardo said. His golden skin seemed to glow more in this world than it did in the Enchanted Forest, like it enjoyed this life as much as Ricardo did.
"There is only one Miss Thang," Regina promised Ricardo and he flashed her the most charming smile she had ever seen on someone who was not Emma. His grey eyes helped, much more affable than his mother's, like flowing mercury and it did not seem like he could see down to the bone in the way his mother did.
"Oh, I have the perfect cobalt shirt and gold belt." Emily was off before Evelyn or Zelena could say anything.
"Ricardo, control your wife. She needs to understand, once again, this is my shop," Evelyn said.
Ricardo scoffed. "Control who? If there ever was a dominating alpha, I married her. Besides, you welcomed her as a daughter. You control her. I have to go home with that." He gave his mother a sassy smile and then gave Regina a wink.
Regina chuckled. Once upon a time, he was her partner in crime, back when Evelyn dressed her in the Enchanted Forest. He was only two years younger than she was, his father was also from her father's kingdom, and always with his mother when she was in the palace. He came to spend time with her whenever his mother was in the palace and not dressing her. He was there to rage for her when she could not, seeing her in pain and given to an old alpha she did not care for. Eventually, Leopold must have heard, as Ricardo was banned from the palace and Evelyn was fired. Regina hired her back after taking care of Leopold.
Zelena visibly stiffened. She was not used to the casual mentioning of people's sexual status, as Ricardo had just done with Emily. Regina could only hope Zelena did not make a fuss over it, especially since she seemed overly sensitive today for some reason.
"Ricardo, not everyone is openly omega like you," Regina teased him.
Ricardo chuckled. "I'm sure you mean everyone's not open like me." He turned to Zelena. "Forgive me. My mama always says I talk too much."
Evelyn rolled her eyes. "One of your many flaws, my son, but I still love you."
"Aw." Ricardo blew a kiss to his mother, but Emily returned and pretended to snatch it out of the air. "Your kisses are only for me, even if they go to your mama." With that said, she leaned over to kiss Evelyn's cheek. "I think you will agree with this shirt every much."
Emily held up the shirt and Evelyn nodded. Zelena sneered immediately. "If you think you can dress me like this little omega Ricardo, you're wrong." Ricardo just happened to be wearing a dark blue shirt.
"Zelena," Regina snapped. She knew it had to kill Zelena inside to see Ricardo being so open with who he was. It did not help that Zelena was insecure with her sexual status while Ricardo embraced his with open arms.
"What? I am not some prissy little omega," Zelena said.
"No one said you were. Do not try to make Ricardo feel bad for accepting who he is," Regina replied.
"Not that anyone wouldn't be able to guess my status upon first glance," Ricardo said with a grin, throwing his hands up a little and having several bracelets on his wrists ring out. He was very flamboyant, sometimes as it was just a part of him and others times just on purpose. He could be seen as a very stereotypical male omega, but he was who he was and he was a genuine person.
"Okay, can we move on from your display and get to work?" Evelyn said with a long-suffering huff.
Regina tuned them out as they finally got to work. She continued sipping her green tea and had a few texts from Maleficent, asking questions to make sense of something Lily was telling her. Sometimes, she thought Lily enjoyed confusing Maleficent with jargon from this world. And then Emma texted her a photo of her and Robbie and Regina felt like she melted into her chair.
"Aw…" Regina accidentally said aloud.
"What has you cooing?" Ricardo asked, suddenly behind her and staring at her phone like it was his business. And he cooed. "Oh, look at Emma with that cute, little niña. Makes my biological clock tick like mad."
Regina groaned and rolled her eyes. "Do you have to be an open book about everything?"
"This is your niece, yes? Zelena, your baby is adorable. Maybe we could dress her as well?" Ricardo grinned.
"When she gets older, there will definitely be aunt and niece outings," Regina replied. She would make a day of it, like she used to do with Henry.
"I can't wait to meet her. Hopefully, we will have our own little one by then," Ricardo said.
"Do you want to have a fight right here? Is that what you're angling for?" Emily inquired, but she had a small smile on her face.
Ricardo chuckled. "Well, it's not like we can have one to match her Henry, so we have to do something soon." Emily scoffed and went back to work, discussing several color choices and styles with Evelyn, who did not respond much, beyond sending her son and daughter-in-law off for other articles of clothing.
Zelena frowned the whole time and made huffy comments about "looking like an omega" for several outfits. She often looked to Regina for confirmation, but Regina knew better than to get in between Evelyn and her choice in clothing. Besides, everything looked good.
Regina felt a little sorry for Zelena. It was clear she was growing increasingly uncomfortable with her status and maybe she wanted Regina to join her in commiserating. In the past, Regina probably would have joined right in. Hell, not too long ago, Regina could see herself at least validating her sister's fear. Now, she had nothing to say. She did not even agree with Zelena in her thoughts.
Regina was growing increasingly more comfortable with being an omega. She was growing more comfortable with who she was, liking herself more. She wanted Zelena to feel that, too, which was why she agreed to this sisterly outing. Originally, Maleficent was supposed to come with them, but Regina asked her to hold off. Maleficent was not happy about it, but filled her time being perplexed by her daughter.
"Zelena, it looks beautiful," Regina said. This was the fifth outfit, a gorgeous white sundress. They had not even added accessories yet and Zelena looked radiant.
"I don't wear white," Zelena growled. Regina waited for some comment about "omegas" to come, as she knew it would. "This is for virginal omegas. I told you I didn't want to be dressed like some omega waiting to get bent over."
"What do you have against omegas? Every complaint you've had has been tied to that sexual status," Ricardo scowled.
"I'm already an unmarried woman with a daughter. I don't want people making any more assumptions about me than I already know they are," Zelena replied.
"Yes, because that's the first thing they think of instead of the Second Curse and being turned into Flying Monkeys," Ricardo said, which shut Zelena up for a longer moment than Regina was used to. She would have to remember to congratulate him later. For now, she wanted to find out what Emma was doing with Robbie.
-8-8-8-8-
"Okay, Rob, you've been fed and bathed and you smell like amazing. I think we've covered everything. Time for some education TV," Emma told the toddler.
"Elmo!" Robbie threw up her arms, almost punching Emma in the face.
Emma chuckled and wasted no time putting on Elmo's World for Robbie. She had seen the show several times with Robbie and Little Guy, but it still tickled her to watch Robbie dance when the theme song started. Between this and the Mickey Mouse Club, Emma wondered what sort of magic people put into children's shows. What show had Henry liked as a child? In her false memories, she knew Sesame Street was one, but how much detail had Regina been able to include in those memories?
It was all good with Robbie dancing and singing, for the most part, as much as a toddler who could barely stand could. Emma even took a short video of it and sent it to Regina, even though Regina had seen this behavior more times than they could count. It was all fun and games until Robbie lost her balance, fell, and smashed her face into the armchair cushion. She cried bloody murder almost immediately. Emma shot up to comfort her.
"Oh, you're okay, green bean," Emma cooed as she rocked the baby in her arms. Robbie did not seem to agree, crying harder, which Emma knew was because she was safe and secure enough to milk this for all it was worth, as Emma's brother did most of the time.
Robbie's tears soaked through Emma's shirt, but eventually she calmed down and went back to seeing what Elmo was up to. Emma tried to put her down, but she clung to Emma as if she had taken lessons from a koala bear. Emma held her close, but made sure she got a good look at the television.
Every now and then, her phone chimed with a text from Regina or Henry. She did not bother to move to answer them, not wanting to disrupt Robbie's quiet time for a moment. Every few seconds, she glanced down, thinking Robbie might be asleep, even though she already took her nap. She was not asleep at any point, eyes wide open, taking in all of Elmo as she sucked her thumb.
Eventually, Robbie was fine enough to get down. She crawled to be closer to the television, but got distracted by the slew of toys littering the floor. She had stuffed animals, instruments, a pretend laptop, a pretend phone, blocks, and a huge basket of other items. What beat all of that? The actual TV remote.
"Hey, how'd you get that?" Emma was off the couch to take back the remote before Robbie accidentally changed the channel, which would be something akin to the end of the world for Robbie.
Robbie let out a whine, but was distracted when Emma turned on a dancing Elmo doll. Robbie's little hip came out as she tried to mimic the Elmo doll and watch Elmo on screen. It was all fine until Robbie started crying for no reason.
"What is it?" Emma's heart rate spiked. She did not want to screw this up. "You can't be hungry. We just ate. Did you make in your diaper?" She picked Robbie up to check, but she was still all clean. Robbie wailed. "Come on, kid. We've been having a good day and your auntie is gonna be back any minute. I don't want her to think I can't handle you!"
Robbie let loose a wail, like she wanted to get Emma in trouble. Emma searched the living room. What would Regina do? She would probably animate one of the dolls to make it dance. Emma had not had nearly enough practice with magic to attempt that. What else usually got Robbie to stop her sudden tears?
"Oh, you want your teething ring?" Emma moved back over to the couch and scanned the coffee table. "Hey, you want the one that looks like piano keys?" She tried to hand that one to Robbie, who pushed it away like it was poisonous. "What about the one that looks like an octopus?" Emma thought this one was gross because it was firm, yet squishy. It felt weird and maybe Robbie agreed because she took it and threw it with all of her little toddler might. "Then, dude, what? We both know you hate the one that looks like prime ribs."
Robbie screamed because she did hate that one now. Emma was about to give up, but then she remembered the little baggie of yogurt melts sitting on the counter. Both Robbie and Little Guy went crazy for those things. She went and grabbed the bag, pouring a few in her hand, and held them up for Robbie to see. The cries quieted down as Robbie studied what was in her hand and then grabbed one like her life depended on it. Shoving the yogurt melt in her mouth, Robbie was suddenly happy again and good with being put down. Emma retreated to the couch with the yogurt melts in hand. Robbie crawled to her every few seconds for another one.
Emma noticed Regina's car pull into the driveway from the window and smiled to herself. She had taken care of Robbie all morning and afternoon without incident. Hell, she even enjoyed herself. How many alphas would ever say they enjoyed looking after someone else's pup? What, you think this will prove something? She already had your pup, idiot, so you know she would raise a family with you if she could. Still, Emma felt accomplished and the stupid voice in her head could not change that.
"Look, you look nice in white, just accept that," Regina said as she and Zelena came through the door, bags in hand.
"You just don't want to admit your dressmaker was mocking me," Zelena replied.
"No, you just don't want to admit she captured your essence with five outfits better than you have with two dozen. And, she did it while you whined the whole time and insulted her only child with every other word out your mouth," Regina said.
"So… productive day for you two?" Emma asked with a grin.
"If you mean Zelena trying to get me banned from the only boutique who still treats me like a queen and a friend, yes," Regina answered.
"They were mocking me," Zelena insisted.
"They were not. You were the one who kept bringing up omegas, in front of Ricardo, who is very conscious of the fact that he's a walking stereotype, but can't help it because that's just his flamboyant personality," Regina said.
"Ricardo? Is he the one who makes prom dresses for girls who can't afford them?" Emma asked.
"That is one of the many charities he does, yes. Zelena thought it was a good idea to keep insulting his sexual status after he mentioned he was an omega," Regina answered.
Emma shrugged. "Did he really need to mention it? He winks glitter."
Regina rolled her eyes. "Please, don't say that too loudly. A fairy once cursed him with that exact problem."
"A fairy cursed him to wink glitter?"
"Fairies have trouble with sarcasm and the wink was misinterpreted. Anyway, how was Robbie?" Regina asked as she moved to put her bags down.
"She was great. We had a good time," Emma replied as Zelena went to pick up Robbie. She kissed Robbie's cheek, earning a laughing grin.
"Really?" Regina sounded skeptical and the arched eyebrow did not help.
Emma frowned. "Yeah, why wouldn't we?" I'm not some douche alpha who doesn't care about pups, only spreading my seed.
Regina shook her head. "I was worried because it's your first time with her alone. I'm glad it went well." She went in and gave Emma a soft peck on the lips, draining Emma of her righteous indignation before it even had a chance to live.
"Yeah, we had a moment where I thought she was gonna knife me, but then the yogurt melts saved the day," Emma admitted.
"Yes, she'll keep having moments until those teeth come in," Regina replied.
"So, show me what you two got. I mean, I don't think I've ever met someone with a dressmaker before. I've met a few guys with tailors, but nothing more than that." Emma shook her head. They were too rich for her blood sometimes.
"Don't worry. One day, you too, will grace Evelyn's shop with your presence and get a whole new wardrobe," Regina replied, giving her thigh a pat.
Emma was not surprised by this, but also was not sure how she felt about it. Again, it was too decadent for her to consider. But, she had no doubt, one day Regina would take her on such a trip. She hoped it would be when she was more comfortable with the idea.
"Robbie will go, too, one day," Regina said, turning her attention to her niece. She smiled at the toddler, who grinned back. Emma smiled, too. Maybe both of their days went well.
-8-8-8-8-
"I'm sorry Zelena sprung the babysitting thing on you so close to your birthday," Regina said as they were preparing for bed. Well, Emma was ready, but Regina still needed to lotion herself. Emma did not make it a point to lotion herself unless Regina said something and it was mostly because she liked the attention and the annoyance in Regina's voice.
"Regina, I didn't mind and it's not like she asked on my birthday. It was okay… unless it messed up your plans for my birthday." Emma narrowed her gaze on Regina, who was at the foot of the bed. Emma was already curled up on her side of the bed.
"No, my plans for you will go off without a hitch or I promise things will burn," Regina replied in a tone that made Emma completely believe her.
Emma chuckled. "Nice to see how far you'll go for me."
"I promise you, I will give you a wonderful birthday, just like we did for our son."
Emma nodded, feeling light on the inside. Getting up, she rushed over to Regina and grabbed her up. Regina made a squeak sort of noise as Emma pulled her close.
"Emma!" Regina reprimanded her in the voice that made her twitch in her shorts. "I'm not done with my arms yet."
"You're fine! Come here, so I can kiss you senseless for making me feel so damned good." Emma did not waste any time trying to make good on that.
Emma pulled Regina into her lap while making sure to keep the kiss going. Regina reached between them, but Emma caught her hand. She pulled away, so she and Regina could stare into each other's eyes. She was certain if anyone saw they would accuse the couple of being gross.
"You don't want to?" Regina asked.
"I just want to spend time kissing you and holding you close if that's okay?"
"That will always be more than okay."
Emma smiled and then went in for another kiss. It was leisurely and perfect. There were so many times she simply wanted to enjoy sharing space with Regina. She weaved her hands through Regina's hair while Regina caressed her ribs and abdomen.
"You know, for my birthday, we could do this and watch movies all day and I'd be happy with it," Emma said.
Regina smiled. "Noted, but you've apparently kissed yourself senseless. I already have a plan."
Emma snickered. "Oh, right. You do. Well, if you could add couch make outs and movies to your plan, I'd appreciate it."
"As I said, it's noted."
Emma decided to let it go. Regina already had everything planned and she appreciated that more than Regina would ever know. Removing her hand from Regina's hair, she caressed Regina's neck, up and down until her hand settled where she would eventually place her mark. She stroked the area with her thumb.
"One day," she whispered the promise.
"Do you want it to be your birthday?" Regina asked.
"No, that's too soon. I mean, I know we have a kid and we plan to be together for a long time, but I want us to be really sure when we mark each other."
Regina nodded. "I'd let you, you know?" Her voice was beyond quiet, like she was scared to admit that, like speaking it any louder would tear the world asunder.
"I know and there will never be words for me to express how much that means to me." That was the stone cold truth.
Regina smiled a little. "Maybe another birthday then."
"Maybe." Emma went in for another kiss, still contented with a simple make out session. She had missed out on these as a teenager, doing her best to repress any sexual desire. She doubted Regina got a chance to do much of this either, not that she would ever ask. She really did not want to know. The past did not matter. Now did.
-8-8-8-8-
Emma had spent her day getting "dolled" up, but was not too sure if she felt comfortable with it. She looked at herself in the mirror. She did not look like herself, even though she had been made up and dressed to the nines before. Regina had not seen her like that, though, and she felt like a fraud for some reason. It was not the first time she had ever put on a dress, got her hair done, or looked her best for a date. Why did it seem so weird now?
"Is it love? Is it that Regina knows I'm an alpha? Is it me acknowledging I'm an alpha?" Emma was not sure what the question was, what the problem was.
There were butterflies in her stomach and as they fluttered, Emma realized it was not herself she was uncomfortable with. This was nervousness nipping at her innards had to do with everything. She had a family with a son and a future mate. Her partner knew of her, accepted her, and had planned an elaborate birthday. Regina cared enough about her to try to make her birthday special. This was beyond uncharted territory.
"So, let's go enjoy this," Emma said to herself in the mirror. She looked good. Her favorite red dress still hugged her body like an old friend and she had managed enough patience to get her curls done again. Of course, Ruby being next to her at the beauty salon probably helped. But, then again, she had to deal with Ruby making fun of her all day, which she expected, but it still sucked.
Taking a deep breath, Emma decided there was nothing to fear. She stepped out of the bedroom and marched downstairs, where Regina waited. She hoped she was dressed appropriately. She did not have much time to worry, though. Before she even saw anyone, Henry whistled and clapped loudly, calling attention to himself. Her eyes fell to him, dressed in house clothes of a Star Wars t-shirt and joggers. He was staying home for the night, even though his mothers would be out.
Emma did not get a chance to totally process Henry because Regina was right next to him and Emma's body did not know how to react to the sight. Her mouth went dry, even though she was certain she would start to drool any moment, even with their son standing right there. Her stomach flipped, her palms itched, she forgot how to breathe, and her dick jumped, but did not have anywhere to go thanks to her spanx.
Regina was dressed in a three-piece suit, but it was not like a regular suit. Her vest was leather and looked more like a corset than a vest with ties and chains. It was a black with maroon trim, set over a scarlet red shirt. The black pants hugged Regina in a way that made Emma envious and she hoped the night ended with her being able to peel Regina out of those things, provided they had not been painted on.
Regina locked eyes with her and Emma forgot how to talk. Overwhelmed did not cut it. Surely drowning could not be as formidable as her emotions right now. The best she could do was lick her lips and pray she had not smeared her lipstick. And then Regina smirked at her and arched that eyebrow, like she knew Emma was one teasing insult away from coming in her shorts.
"Emma, you are stunning," Regina said, making Henry roll his eyes.
Emma shifted from one foot to the other, feeling even more out of her depth than before. Maybe Regina sensed it, somehow, and took her hand. It helped settle her a bit.
"You said dress nice." Emma wanted to pat herself on the back for making it through a sentence and not sounding like a four-year-old child.
"You are amazing," Regina said, breathless, almost shocked.
"Not like you," Emma replied.
"Oh, this is for you." Regina wiggled her hips a little and the chains on the corset sang out in a low tone.
"Can you not be gross?" Henry groaned loudly while Zelena called attention to herself by laughing.
Regina turned and growled in Zelena's direction, which shut her up immediately. Then, she turned back and looked at Emma so softly it made Emma's insides melt. Emma could not help giving Regina's hand a small squeeze and when it was returned, Emma thought she might burst into tears.
"Zelena is going to stay with Henry until David arrives," Regina said.
Emma nodded. "Yeah, Mom called and said Little Guy still wasn't feeling too good with the ear infection." She felt bad that her little brother was sick and she was about to go out for her birthday, but her mother assured her it was fine.
"Yes, but they still wanted to help with your birthday surprise."
Emma was glad her parents were willing to help, even though her little brother was ill. Hopefully, he would be better for her real birthday, which was in two days. Since Regina was taking her out tonight and needed Henry to stay with his grandparents, she suspected Regina planned to monopolize her for the night and the next day. She had no objection to that.
"So, Henry, be good for your grandparents," Regina said, as he stepped over.
"I'll be great for them. The Little Guy has been so miserable with his ear infection, I'm just gonna read to him," Henry replied as he gave her a hug and she kissed his forehead while managing to keep her dark red lipstick perfect.
"He's really into Harry Potter, funny enough," Emma told her son as he came in for a hug from her.
Henry pulled back and looked at her as if she did something wrong. "When did you start reading Harry Potter to him?"
"When I watched him on his most miserable night a couple of days ago. He calmed down enough to go to sleep while I read it. I love Harry Potter." Books had been a great escape for her in prison. She learned to appreciate the written word quite a bit while incarcerated.
Henry's mouth dropped open. "We have to watch the movies and read the books together! Oh, my god!" He bounced on his heels.
Emma snickered. "I'd love to."
Henry threw his hand up for a high-five, which she gave him and he cheered. "Yes!"
Emma was glad he was so excited to do something with her. This was a better birthday present than anything he could hand her, but she did not tell him. She did not want him to think any gift he might have purchased her was not appreciated.
"Come, Emma. We shouldn't be late." Regina gave her hand a little tug.
"Right. I can't wait to see this place." Emma knew Regina would go over the top, as that was who Regina was. It was not so much that Regina thought high class meant best, but Regina seemed to show how much she loved through how much money she spent.
"Be good," Zelena called out in the most sarcastic tone she could as they went out the door.
"Oh, I will," Regina said with a smirk.
"Gross!" Henry screamed as they closed the door. Emma could not help snickering.
"So, are you going to tell me where we're going?" Emma asked.
"Where's the fun in that? You do look wonderful, darling," Regina said as she unlocked the car. She allowed Emma to open the door for her, even though it was supposed to be Emma's special night. She seemed to understand Emma felt best when she was able to do things for her, much like Regina felt when doing things for Emma. I gotta work on letting her do more things for me, but I don't want her to think I'm treating her like a basic omega or something.
"You look…" Emma shook her head because there were no words for how Regina looked.
Regina smiled. "I noticed you appreciate when I wear clothing similar to something I'd wear in the Enchanted Forest. So, this I had made just for this occasion."
Emma blinked. "You got an outfit made just for my birthday?"
"Yes. You like it?"
Emma grinned. "You know I do."
The ride was mostly silent. They held hands and it took little time for Regina to pull into the fanciest restaurant in town, Jim's Supernova. Emma actually knew the owner of the place. A fierce and kind woman named Sarah. Emma wondered why the heck it was named Jim's.
"I hope you don't mind, but I actually ordered ahead for us," Regina said as they were seated immediately.
Emma frowned. "Why?" Yes, Regina was the perceived alpha of their couple, but she did not like the idea of Regina acting like an alpha.
"I know how you are when we go into a new restaurant. You'll look at the menu and want to order everything that sounds good. We can come back and you can do that. Today, I wanted you to have a meal already in front of you, something I know you'll like. I've also ordered something for myself I know you'll like and I'm more than willing to share it with you."
Emma still frowned, even though she did get lost in new menus. There was always so much to try. Still, she did not like Regina ordering for her.
"I need you to not do that again," Emma said.
Regina nodded. "I'm not trying to dominate you in any way, Emma. I simply want this to go as smoothly as possible. Trust me, I would have loved to see the joy in your face when you realized how many different things you could try, but there is enough choice we'd be there for a while and you'd just have the waiter recommend something or you'd ask me and I'd suggest what I ordered for you. If you don't want it, you don't have to eat it. You can order something else. It's not set in stone." She shifted a bit in her seat and now Emma felt guilty.
Regina was trying to make her birthday easy for her, not control her. She took a deep breath and stroked Regina's forearm, as if forgiving her. Regina offered her an uneasy smile and Emma leaned over, kissing the corner of her mouth.
"I appreciate you trying, but you know I like choices because it's rare for me to get them," Emma said. One of the things she loved about Regina was that Regina offered her choices all the time, never forced anything on her.
"I know, but it's also rare for you to get treated to things you like and surprising you with things you like, watching the light in your eyes, knowing I've paid enough attention to know what you like…" Regina trailed off, but there was a small smile on her face.
Emma swirled her thumb around the top of Regina's hand. She did like that Regina knew her favorite things. She liked when Regina surprised her with her favorite things.
"Thank you…" Emma said, as that was the best she could do.
"No, Emma. I will find a balance between surprising you and letting you have your control. I know how it can be."
Emma leaned in, needing to kiss Regina again. "I mean it, Regina. Thank you."
"We haven't gotten started yet."
"I know, but the thought already is more than anyone's ever given me."
"I will give you the stars if you want them." The look in Regina's eyes was dead serious.
Emma's stomach flipped for the second time. She did not have time to dwell on it. Their food arrived and she felt bad for saying anything. A twenty-two ounce rib-eye steak with a giant, loaded baked potato and creamed spinach because Regina would never let her get away without eating a vegetable.
"Emma, I think you're drooling." Regina smirked.
"I don't think I've ever seen a steak this big." Or that looked so good. She glanced over at Regina's plate. "What do you have?"
"Oven-roasted chicken breast with a sweet potato casserole and steamed broccoli."
Emma stuck out her tongue. "You had me until steamed broccoli."
"You'd like it. Everything here tastes as best as it can." Regina used her fork to pick up a small bit of broccoli and held it up.
Emma frowned. "It's my birthday and you're trying to make me eat both spinach and broccoli? And here it is I thought you loved me."
"I do love you, which is why I ordered you spinach. You need to eat more vegetables."
Emma made a face, but still found herself leaning forward to try the broccoli. It was surprisingly not horrible, but she refused to say that. Regina looked smug, like she knew, but Emma did not say a word. Instead, she dived head first into her steak and the moan that left her mouth was obscene. Regina's eyes twinkled with that twinge of sexy evilness.
"You'll make that sound for me later on tonight," Regina promised in a low voice.
Emma did not deny it. "I look forward to it, but right now, lemme enjoy this sin of a steak without worrying about any other sins coming my way."
Regina smiled, but did not say anything as she watched Emma eat the steak. Emma ate the whole thing and the only thing stopping her from licking her fingers to savor every bit of it was the idea of embarrassing Regina. The potato followed. She even ate the spinach. Despite all of that, she had room for dessert, which was also pre-ordered. She had the best cheesecake of all time with berries.
"What is that you have?" Emma asked.
"Bread pudding. It's a recipe from the Enchanted Forest, but improved upon with ingredients from here," Regina replied.
"Can I have some?" Emma had never had bread pudding before.
"Of course."
Emma waited for what she knew was coming, Regina putting the spoon loaded with bread pudding to her lips. The moaning was probably expected, but Regina's eyes still lit up as the sounds escaped Emma. There was so much flavor.
"It's really good," Emma said.
"I'm sure you like the white chocolate more than anything else. I'm partial to the almonds they've put in it."
"You never cook stuff like this."
Regina frowned. "I do believe I made you a cheesecake once."
"Yeah, it was fucking great. I'm trying to get more if you can't tell." Emma grinned and Regina smiled.
There was a laugh and soon they were back in the car. Emma thought they would head home since it should be empty, but Regina drove them to a section of the woods. There was a little cabin there. Emma resisted the urge to make a horror movie joke. She did not want to jinx them during her birthday celebration.
"What's going on here?" Emma asked.
"I figured we could use a quiet little space to do some real celebrating for the next twenty-four hours or so," Regina replied.
"I like that idea."
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Regina watched as Emma explored their cabin. There was not much to it, except a very decadent bathroom that she hoped to make long use of during their stay. Emma seemed more intrigued by the bedroom, though.
"This loft bedroom thing is awesome!" Emma called down to her.
"Are you going to stay up there?" Regina asked, slowly making her way up the stairs.
Emma turned and actually giggled as Regina ascended, putting an extra sway into her hips. Emma's eyes went right to her hips and did not leave them until Regina was right in front of her. Her hands went to Regina's hips while her eyes went to Regina's face.
"To answer your question, yes. Yes, I am going to stay up here. And so are you." Emma leaned down, kissing Regina with everything she had.
Regina returned the affection, enjoying where this was going, as it was exactly what she planned. Her mouth never left Emma's as she backed Emma up to the bed. Emma fell back, taking Regina with her. They both laughed as they landed.
"Emma, I want to do something for you tonight," Regina said.
Emma grinned. "Oh, early birthday gift?"
"You could think of that way. I want to fulfill your fantasy."
Emma's brow furrowed. "My fantasy?"
"Yes. The one where you get to try out being a beta."
Emma pulled back a little. "Wait, what? We're going to do that?"
"Only if you want to, Emma, and we can do it any way you want."
Emma was silent for a long moment and Regina thought she read this wrong. "So… can I get to see your alpha swag?"
Regina smirked. "I can do that if you want."
"I think I'm up for a little role reversal. I'm curious as to how it feels on the other end."
"And I want to make that happen for you. So, I need you to relax while I cast the spell over you."
Emma nodded. "Is it… it's not… This won't be permanent, will it?"
Regina leaned down and gave Emma a soft peck on the lips. "No, beloved, it is not. Almost no transformation is permanent. It takes too much energy. No spell or potion or anything can be sustained that long."
Emma nodded and Regina took her hand. She exhaled as she muttered the words of the spell. Emma gasped and clutched Regina's hand with both of hers as the magic flowed into her.
"Breathe, Emma. Just breathe," Regina told her.
There was another nod and Emma took a deep breath followed by a slow exhale. Regina did not step away until Emma let her go. Emma blinked a few times.
"Uh… this feels… weird…" Emma's eyes looked down her body.
"I'm sure it does. Let's get a good look at you." Regina's fingers found the zipper to Emma's dress with ease and took her time pulling it down.
Emma wiggled and shimmed until the dress was off of her shoulders and Regina helped it the rest of the way. Emma moved further back on the bed, giving Regina a clear look at her strapless bra and underwear that was clearly meant to keep anyone from seeing an outline of her cock through her dress. Now, there was no outline to see.
"Hey, do you mind if I…?" Emma put her hands on the waistband of her underwear.
"It's your birthday, Emma. Just let me know when I'm needed." Regina would have no problem wanting Emma delight in and explore her temporary new form.
Emma rushed out of her underwear and looked down. "Oh, wow. This is… I dunno. I expected it and didn't expect it at the same time."
"Do you want a mirror to see more?"
Emma shook her head. "No, no. I think I'm good. But…" She tapped herself with a finger and jumped, like she had not expected to feel it. Then, her finger went where her thigh met her outer lip and she poked around there. Regina had to suppress a laugh watching Emma just examine what it was she was dealing with. It took almost two minutes before Emma found one of the more interesting parts and it seemed like an accident. It looked like her hand just slipped.
"Oh!" Emma twitched and her eyes rolled back into her head.
Regina licked her lips. "Beloved… can I…?" She would love to taste Emma. She knew the taste would be the same, as the spell was not designed to alter that, but same taste, different package was certainly intriguing.
"Um… Yes, please." Emma shifted, moving to the head of the bed.
Regina took a deep breath, squaring her shoulders as she approached the bed with all of the sexy swagger she could muster. Emma watched her with the usual rapt attention and then she jumped again. Regina could only imagine why that was as she kneeled on the bed.
"Are you wet, Emma?" Regina asked in a low voice.
"Um… I think so. It's kinda weird," Emma replied.
"Well, let's see." Regina dipped down and put one of Emma's legs on her shoulder while pushing the other further away. "Oh, yes. This is a distinct glisten here. Are you turned on, Emma?"
"Gee, I can't imagine why. Not like my partner isn't wearing a suit that's so hot I'm almost certain it's criminal. Not like she isn't walking around the room like she owns the place," Emma replied.
"Technically…" Regina did not finish, only smiled.
"And even that damned smile is a turn-on. So, you gonna do something while you're down there?"
"Emma, are you prepared for your first vaginal orgasm?"
Emma let out a long sigh. "How is it that even that sounds sexy coming from you?"
Regina smirked and went in for her first taste with a long swipe of her tongue. It did not surprise her that Emma overreacted and almost slammed her legs shut. Regina held both of limbs apart, so she did not have her ears clapped. When she felt Emma relax, she took another long lick. Emma moaned and her head fell back against the pillows.
"How you doing, Emma?" Regina asked.
"Please, don't stop."
"Well, since you said please." Regina went all in, sucking on Emma's new anatomy and running her tongue up and down.
"Fuck, I see why you like this." Emma breathed out and her hand went to Regina's head, like it typically did when she was on the receiving end of oral. Her other hand went to her nipple, simply circling the pebbled gem with her thumb through her bra.
Regina did not respond, did not want to break her stride. With Emma relaxed enough not to crush her skull with her legs, Regina caressed and stroked Emma's thighs, earning a loud groan. Regina moaned and closed her eyes, losing herself in Emma, the taste, the fingers in her hair, caressing her scalp. She let a hand wander up and shoved Emma's bra up, giving Emma's nipple a pull. Emma cried out and almost jumped off of the bed. She would not last much longer, but Regina wanted to give her the full experience.
"Emma, can I go inside?" Regina asked.
"Huh?" Emma replied.
"Inside." Regina flipped her tongue at Emma's opening and Emma's hips jumped.
"Please!"
Regina was not sure that really answered her question, but she would take it as consent for now. Sealing her lips around Emma's clit, she barely eased her finger inside when Emma howled and pulsed around her. She paused her finger, but took light, little swipes with her tongue. Emma yelped and moaned and then melted into the bed. Regina smiled to herself and eyed how content Emma looked. Step one was a success.
"Did you enjoy that?" Regina asked.
Emma only made a noise and closed her eyes. Regina could only smile to herself. After a few moments, Emma's hand caressed her cheek and Emma smiled.
"I see why you like that so much," Emma said, her voice almost a whisper.
"Yes, well, I've had a working knowledge of your fondness for blowjobs for a long while," Regina replied, which probably was not the right thing to say. Unfortunately, it was too late to take back. She hoped Emma did not take it the way she meant it, as in she had many blowjobs in her life, so she understood why Emma liked them.
"I could give you a blowjob in return." She looked like she was going to sit up, but did not make it. Her eyes sparkled and she seemed to glow.
Regina shook her head. "No, thank you." It would seem Emma was still high from her orgasm. It was probably strange to experience, so her brain was trying to process it. "But, would you like me to fuck you now?"
Emma grinned. "That sounds like it would be amazing. Lemme see what you used to wield, oh Alpha of Alpha."
Regina frowned as she eased away. "I would never touch you with that… beast." She shuddered at the very idea. "I have something that will make this night as pleasant as it has been."
"Well, lemme see." Emma wiggled into a position where she was half-sitting up. "Oh, do you think you could do, like, a strip tease?"
Regina rolled her eyes. "Yes, I can do that since it's your birthday." Emma was so lucky she loved her, though. She would never do this for anyone else.
Emma actually squealed. "Oh! This is the best birthday ever!"
It was a struggle, but Regina kept from rolling her eyes again. Somehow, Emma was able to get to her purse and her phone. Regina had to take a deep breath to calm herself and remind herself it would not be good form to injure Emma during her birthday surprise, even as Birthday Sex filled the cabin. Regina wound her hips and started undoing her vest. And then, to make this even more enjoyable for Emma, she decided to sing along.
"It's your birthday, so I know you want to ride out," she began with the opening line and slowly undressed as the song played on. She chimed in again. "Just tell me where you want your gift, girl…"
"I've been fiendin', waking up in the late night dreaming about your loving," Emma sang with a loud laugh.
Regina dropped her suit jacket and the corset followed. She plucked at the buttons of her shirt. "See you sexy and those jeans got me on ten…" The shirt fell open.
"I'd be on ten, too, if I could." Emma bit her bottom lip and waved Regina closer.
Regina wasted no time fulfilling the request. Emma took her by her shirt and pulled down for a kiss. Regina pulled away and smiled. As the song played on, she sang again. "You kiss me so sweetly, taste just like Hershey's. Just tell me how you want your gift, girl."
Emma laughed more and Regina felt ridiculous, but a good type of ridiculous. She shrugged out of her shirt and her hands went to her pants. She eased them to her hips.
"It's the best day of the year," Emma sang.
Regina chuckled and then shimmed out of her pants, stepping out of them and her heels. Emma bit her lip again and the song was forgotten as she reached out, caressing Regina's bare stomach with both hands. Her hands drifted low enough for Regina to understand her new curiosity.
"Feel free to touch me if you like or even reveal your new gift," Regina said.
Emma's hands wasted no time sliding below her waist and feeling the outline of her addition. Regina twitched at the contact and exhaled. She forgot how things felt with a penis. It was strange, even compared to when she used to have one.
"Are you making fun of me?" Emma asked with a pout.
Regina's brow furrowed. "I would never, beloved. Why would you even say that?"
Scoffing, Emma gave her a gentle tug. "This is smaller than I am, oh Alpha of Alphas."
Regina shook her head. "Because this isn't some damn alpha porn movie, Emma. I don't want to hurt you, first of all. I want this to be pleasurable for you, second of all. And, third of all, but the most important thing is you're the perfect size for me. Isn't that what matters? Or are you planning to go find some other omegas to show off to, some other omega to fill?"
Emma scowled. "Of course not!"
"Then, stop worrying about your size." Regina leaned down, giving Emma a lingering kiss. "You're perfect. Physically speaking."
Emma put on a playful pout. "Aw, why'd you have to go and add that last part? I could've been practically perfect in every way."
"This night is taking a very awkward turn with you quoting Mary Poppins right after playing Birthday Sex and requesting a strip tease, which you got."
"Because it's the best day of the year, girl," Emma sang.
Regina groaned. "It's getting harder and harder to want to make love to you, right now."
"That's not true." Emma caressed Regina's hard length. "But, something is getting harder. So, how opposed to you to having music play while we do this?"
"It's your day, Emma. I'd do this if you wanted an audience here."
Emma's face twisted up. "Yeah, I don't think you'll ever have to worry over that. Do you want something like that?"
Regina shook her head. "No." She managed to avoid saying, "been there, done that." One slip was enough for tonight, especially with Emma still being insecure about her size. She did not want Emma to start questioning where she ranked on Regina's long list of lovers because even though there was no contest, Regina was not sure she would be able to convince Emma of that.
"Okay, good. So… I sort of have a playlist prepared for this."
"Of course you do."
"Hey, I don't say anything when you want to keep the piano music going."
"First off, it's classical and less distracting because there aren't any lyrics. Also, you get a very interesting rhythm to certain songs. And don't get me started when I play some light jazz." It made for a memorable night.
Emma arched an eyebrow. "I do?"
"Yes, but is this really the conversation you want to have now or do you want to feel me?"
"Fuck, you know I do."
"Then, how about you take my dick out?" Regina said. She disliked the taste of the words in her mouth, but from the way Emma groaned, she assumed Emma enjoyed them.
Emma dragged Regina's thong down her legs, like she would any other night. Regina hissed at the feel of the material sliding against her. Before she could fully gather her wits, Emma's hand was on her, stroking her. And then Emma's mouth wrapped around her and she stepped away.
"I don't need you to do that," Regina said. Oral sex when she had a cock was an act of submission, even now to her, and she did not need Emma on the list of people who had done this for her.
"Why? I want to try. Besides, you taste the same and I love the way you taste."
Regina sighed. "It's your birthday. First, let me…" She reached out and undid Emma's bra. She tossed it on the floor.
"Oh, I get to do that, too!" Emma sat up and stared at Regina's demi-cut bra for a moment before getting rid of it. Now, they were both naked. Regina did not have time to do much else as Emma's mouth was on her again.
Emma wrapped her lips around the head of Regina's cock and she went to work. There was no hesitation on her part or anything, just went right to it, swallowing Regina as best she could. Regina sighed and her legs relaxed to the point she almost fell over and then there were teeth. She hissed and bit her fist to avoid saying anything.
Emma pulled away. "Sorry! Sorry!"
"It's okay." Regina had been scraped by teeth before. It was never pleasant. "You don't have to do this, you know? I don't need it. I just want to make you feel good."
Emma frowned slightly. "I don't like receiving and not giving, though."
"I know you don't, but it's okay to be selfish tonight. I want you to be selfish. This is all about you. So, how about you just lie back and we move to the next thing?" Regina hoped Emma did not take offense that. It was not so much that the blowjob was not good. It was just that Regina did not need it.
Emma nodded and settled against the pillows again. Regina climbed onto the bed and they met in lips and limbs, embracing each other. They moved against each other, skin against skin, feeling each other, physically, emotionally. Emma's hands found their way to Regina's back and ran up and down the either side of her spine.
"Let me get you ready," Regina said.
Emma nodded and Regina's kisses drifted down to her jaw and then her neck. Her hands kneaded Emma's breasts just as she liked it. Eventually, her lips reached a nipple and she flickered the gem with her tongue. Emma let loose a little moan. With her mouth occupying one mound, Regina let her hand ease down Emma's body and she sought Emma's new treasure. Emma cried out again as Regina's fingers found her soaking.
"Emma, I'm going to go inside you again, okay?" Regina said.
"Yes, please, do that."
Regina smiled. "Looks like I've fucked some manners into you."
"Do you know how fucking sexy it is to hear you to say fuck?"
Regina chuckled, as she imagined that was the case. She eased a finger into Emma and listened as her breath hitched. Emma's hips chased her finger and little, pleased sounds escaped Emma. It was good to know Emma enjoyed this, body begging for more. Soon enough, Regina felt it was safe to push a second one in. Emma clutched her shoulders as she felt the pressure of two fingers. Regina decided to return to Emma's mouth, kissing her softly, slowly, delighting in her lips and tongue. The hand on Emma's breast remained there, molding willing flesh just as Emma liked it. The perfect distraction in place.
Regina removed her fingers, earning a whine into her mouth. She gave Emma's nipple a pull and the whine became a sigh. Then, she slid her cock through Emma's wetness, making sure to bump Emma's clit. Emma clutched her shoulders again, gripping her tightly.
"Fuck, Regina. That feels so good," Emma groaned and stretched beneath her.
"Hopefully, this will feel good as well." Regina lined herself up with Emma's entrance. Moving in for another kiss, she gave Emma's nipple another tug and pushed inside.
Emma screamed and clawed her back. There was blood, she was certain of that, but did not care. The pain did not even register as ecstasy flooded her system. Emma felt good around her fingers, but surrounding her cock was an entirely different, new, mind-blowing experience. It took all of her willpower to avoid pumping her hips without knowing if Emma was ready.
"Fuck!" Emma threw her head back.
Regina took slow breaths, doing her best to keep from panting. "Emma, beloved, tell me when I can move."
Emma let loose her own long exhale. "Shit, I feel so fucking stretched. Is this how you feel?"
"I doubt it. You always feel perfect inside of me. Should I pull out?" Regina doubted she could imagine how Emma had to feel right now. Her first time had been far from gentle. She hoped this was better for Emma than it had been for her.
Emma shook her head rapidly. "Don't you fucking dare. I want this experience." Emma held her tighter, but it was in a desperate way. She took a few more breaths. "Okay, I think you can move now."
"Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you."
"You're not. It feels good. Move."
Regina nodded and shifted her hips, pushing deeper into Emma, who keened and scratched again. To make sure Emma enjoyed this, she put her hand between them and caressed Emma's clit. Emma cried out and threw her head back again. Each thrust got a little easier as Emma became slicker. Emma's moans filled the house along with the sound of their skin meeting.
"Holy fuck!" Emma howled and it took Regina a long second to realize Emma was climaxing. The way she gripped and pulsed around Regina was beyond amazing. Regina was tempted to fuck her through the orgasm, but she was not sure if Emma would be able to handle that.
"Enough?" Regina asked, pausing, but remaining inside of Emma. She was not sure how Emma's stamina translated in having a vagina compared to when she had a penis.
Emma's breathing was hot and heavy. "Did you…?"
"This is about you, Emma. Was that enough or would you like to continue?" She hoped Emma wanted to continue. She had so many plans for the night.
"Lemme be on top."
Regina had no problem with that. It would give her time to heal her back. They rolled together, somehow managing to keep their connection. Regina had to exhale as they moved, though. Emma felt so good and she had to figure she felt the same as Emma let loose several small moans as they got into position. As they settled, Emma pushed herself up while Regina moved her shoulders against the pillows. For a moment, they were both still and then Emma looked at her a little confused.
"How do I…?"
Regina smiled. "How do you ride me? However you like."
Emma sneered at her. "Shut up. I've never done this before and it's my first time with a vagina, so gimme a break, okay?"
Regina chuckled. "You're rather rude for someone who has gotten two orgasms out of me."
Emma only grunted as she tried to get into a comfortable position. Regina helped, hands on Emma's hips, silently moving her to where Regina felt she would be secure and content. Emma leaned forward, hands mushed against Regina's breasts. Holding Emma's weight was a little tougher than Regina imagined. Emma always made it seem so simple. Regina had never really let or ordered any other partner to ride her, as it seemed to give the other person power.
When Emma started moving, Regina did not think anything about the weight pressing down on her. It started out slow and quickly gained speed. Regina dug her heels into the bed to remain steady as Emma panted above her, eagerly chasing another orgasm. Regina lifted her hips, meeting each movement from Emma, gliding in and out of Emma went delightful ease. Emma whined and cried out with each thrust. Regina could feel Emma tensing up, her core rippling, and then she came. Emma roared and collapsed onto Regina, panting into her neck.
"Enough?" Regina asked.
Emma's only answer was a kiss to her neck and then she fell asleep. Regina smiled to herself and waved her hand, magically moving the sheet to cover them. She did not shift back to normal, thinking about how she enjoyed having Emma inside of her, even when they were done making love.
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Emma groaned at the sound of the birds chirping. She wished they would fly south for the winter already. She was not sure what time it was, but too early was definitely accurate. She tried to hide in Regina's warmth, but it did not stop the noise.
"You come any closer and you'll end up sharing my skin," Regina muttered, caressing Emma's side.
"I wouldn't mind being inside of you," Emma remarked.
Regina snickered. "You mean you've had enough of me being inside of you?"
"That was fun." Emma pulled Regina closer to her, to the point where Regina was halfway on her now. "In fact, makes me wanna have more fantasies, but I don't want it all the time, you know?"
"Yes, I know. That's the fun thing about fantasies. You do them, see how they feel, and decide if it's for you. Then, you decide how often you want to go back to the fantasy if you liked it."
Emma smiled. "I liked it, but again, I don't want it all the time."
"I understand, Emma. It's like I enjoyed our round of anal, but I wouldn't want it all the time. Sometimes, a fantasy doesn't even have become reality. It can stay in your mind. It's however you want it. I'm just happy you enjoyed this."
"No, it was awesome." It was. "I really do wanna sit down and think of some other fantasies. It's fun, but I'm happy to be back to normal, too." Right before they fell asleep for the night, Regina returned their bodies to normal. She never thought she would be so happy to have her cock back. She had not felt that different with a vagina, so maybe sex parts did not matter. But, if that was the case, being an alpha would not matter and she did not think that was true. She had experienced too many horrible alphas to believe they were just awful point blank and it had nothing to do with them thinking having a dick gave them power.
Regina kissed her forehead. "Again, I'm glad you liked it. Please, feel free to share any fantasies with me. I would be delighted to make them happen. Birthday or not."
"This birthday has been great and it's not even done yet. This has been perfect, but I really want to go home and blow out birthday candles with Henry and Little Guy and Robbie and Mom and Dad."
"That's for tomorrow. For now, the day is ours in this cozy little cottage. Any ideas what you want to do?"
Emma grinned. "Well, since I can't kill the stupid birds outside…" She kissed Regina with all she had.
"You are such a romantic." The sarcasm practically oozed from Regina's voice. "Good to know I rank just under avian homicide."
"Damn right you do." Emma kissed her again.
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Next time: Emma watches Robbie again while Regina hangs out with her sister and best friend.