A/N: Just a little continuation of this verse. Regina and Mal's first time together.
They're meant to be studying.
Dr. Hopper's midterm is only two days away and as much as she's already studied and prepared, taken an endless number of notes during their lectures, and as naturally skilled as she is, Regina is nervous about it. She has to do well. To prove herself not only for her own benefit, but there is a part of her that wants to prove mother's accusations wrong. To show her she can excel here, that she does belong even if it's not Yale.
Though Mal has teased her endlessly for her stressing, she's also graciously agreed to help her study. Except they're not doing much of that at the moment.
Not when Mal's lips are so soft and warm, and she's rubbing her thumb in circles over the skin at the base of Regina's spine, her other hand threaded securely through her dark locks. They're laying across Mal's bed, her leg tucked between Regina's, papers and books scattered on the mattress around them, though neither are paying them a great deal of attention.
"Mmmmm," Regina hums, nuzzling her nose against Mal's as she breaks for air. "We're supposed to be working." She tries to point out, though her half-hearted protest quickly dies as her lips are once again caught with Mallory's. She tastes like the coffee they'd brewed an hour ago and the strawberry lifesaver she'd popped two chapters back, and the combination is oddly sexy.
Regina's tongue peeks out and sweeps through Mal's mouth, twirling against hers as she tightens the arm that's draped over her waist, hand skimming up her back and then down to rest on her denim clad hip. She loves kissing her. They've done quite a lot of it in the weeks since they'd made out after the women's rally.
Oh, there's been plenty of non physical getting to know you activities as well. Friday night movies on the lawn and Sunday excursions to the art museum. Lunches at Granny's and coffee dates on Regina's free afternoons. Drinks with Mal's friends that are slowly but surely becoming hers as well. She's made Regina dinner a few times as well, evenings that have led to several heady and aching make out sessions on Mal's couch.
Five weeks of absolute bliss.
They've yet to take their relationship to the next level though. Both of them had agreed it was best to take this slow, whatever this budding romance between them means they have time to figure it out. It feels important. Too important to rush anything and risk ruining it before it even has a chance to truly blossom.
Feeling the other woman's body pressed against hers though has heat spreading through Regina's limbs, her mind struggling to keep theories and observations at the forefront of her thoughts when her skin tingles everywhere Mal touches her.
"We deserve a study break," Mal mutters against her mouth, peppering light kisses along her cheekbone, down the line of her jaw. Regina can hear the smile in her voice, laced with amusement, without even seeing it. "You've been working so hard."
"What about the exam?"
"Regina," Mal murmurs, pulling away enough to gaze down at her, "you are more than prepared for this exam. Stop worrying so much."
The retort that had been on the tip of her tongue fades away when Mallory sucks at the sensitive join of her throat and neck, swirling her tongue over Regina's skin. Her moan is unfettered and Regina couldn't have contained it if she'd tried. "I— mmmm. I suppose a tiny break couldn't hurt anything."
Mal chuckles lightly against her throat, scraping her teeth over Regina's flesh playfully. "It will be good for you." Blue eyes meet brown in the soft glow of the bedside lamp that illuminates the room, casting shadows around the room and across Mal's face as she smiles down at her. "Let me clear your mind for a little while."
Her hand lifts up to slip through Mal's long blonde locks, forming a curtain around them, and she scratches lightly at her scalp affectionately. Nodding, Regina stretches to take Mal's mouth with hers again, the hand not in her hair gripping at her hip.
They make out just like that for a little while. Limbs pressed together, Mal laying on top of her and hips rocking against Regina's. One of Regina's legs hooks around Mal's calf, rubbing her toes over the worn denim that covers it as the blonde drags her bottom lip between her teeth.
Wandering hands and soft, breathless gasps that seem to echo around them. Warmth spreading through her veins like slow, molten lava that heats and excites even as it comforts. It's soft and intimate. Everything Regina's come to expect while she's with Mal.
Her nose bumps against her girlfriend's, streaking up into her hairline as Regina peppers kisses over her face, along her temple and down the side of her jaw, sucking at her skin lightly along the way. It makes Mal gasp, grinding her hips a little more insistently against Regina's as she swirls her tongue into the hollow of her throat, bites at her earlobe and whispers how beautiful she is.
As the minutes wear on and their kisses become needier, headier, all tongues and teeth and quiet gasps, desire seems to morph into a tangible emotion within the room. The air thick and dripping with the simmering passion between them. Regina digs her teeth into Mal's lip, sweeps her tongue over and into her mouth and then lets out a long, low moan when Mal mirrors the action against her throat a moment later.
"Oh god, I want you so much." Regina cries out, not giving a second thought to the desperate plea until she feels Mal still above her, levering up on her elbow to look down at her curiously.
She studies her for a moment, an expression Regina can't quite read on her face before she whispers, "Do you trust me?" There's a hint of vulnerability in the way she asks it that she's never heard in the other woman's voice before.
Regina's breath catches in her throat, and she's already struggling to draw air in and out of her lungs at the feel of Mal on top of her, her thigh anchored between Regina's legs. But she stops long enough to consider the question, staring up into those blue eyes that had mesmerized her from the moment she'd first seen them and feels a steady sense of ease wash over her.
She's safe with Mal.
So the brunette nods slowly, a hint of a smile tipping the corners up her mouth up as she responds, "More than anything," and lifts her head up to capture Mal's lips with hers. The other woman groans, stroking her thumb back and forth over Regina's cheek as they kiss and kiss, her hips rocking into hers, seeking a bit more friction.
It feels wonderful. Like nothing she's ever felt before. She's been with men before, is definitely not a virginal flower. Her high school boyfriend, Daniel, had been sweet and caring as they'd explored all the delights and sensations two people can share between their bodies, hearts, and minds. And there'd been that drunken one night stand with Graham her first semester, a bit of fooling around with David that lives on the floor below her in her dorm.
However, she's never been with a woman, and despite how much she cares about Mallory, how damn crazy she is about her girlfriend, she's been hesitant to take this new physical step. It's another layer of intimacy she hasn't been sure she's ready for up until now. Fears of not being good enough or of doing something wrong holding her back. Nerves still skitter up her spine, but as Mal's mouth kisses down the side of her neck, along her collarbone, lightly sucking at her skin and sending sparks of pleasure spreading through her limbs, Regina doesn't feel an ounce of hesitation now.
This is right. It feels right and there is no one else in the world she wants to take this first step with.
Smiling at her own revelation, Regina's hands slide between their bodies, up Mal's torso to cup her breasts in her hands and give them a light squeeze. Her thumbs circle around the hardened nipples she can feel between the light cotton fabric of her t-shirt and bra, encouraged at the light groans of delight the movement elicits from Mal.
Growing bolder, Regina slips one of her hands beneath her shirt, appreciating the smooth, soft skin of her torso as it creeps higher and higher until she can stroke over the lacy cups of Mal's bra. She continues her same actions, teasing both of them as the minutes tick by until it appears Mal wants more and sits up on the bed quickly, straddling Regina's hips. Lifting the hem of her Stones t-shirt over her head and tossing it haphazardly somewhere across the room, she looks down at Regina in nothing more than her navy blue colored bra, her breasts clearly visible through the material, and grins.
The sight takes Regina's breath away. Her index finger reaches out to trail over the top edge of Mal's bra, over the swells of her breasts and she whispers, "You're amazing. I have no idea what you're doing with me, but you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."
A smile forms over Mal's face, but her eyes are puzzled as Regina finishes her statement. One of her hands finds Regina's on the bed, and she laces their fingers together and brings their joined hands to her lips, placing a light kiss to her knuckles. Regina admires the way their hands look intertwined for a moment before she's focusing back on Mal as she brushes a lock of hair away from Regina's face and leans back down.
Pressing her lips to Regina's she sinks into the kiss, something sweet and pure, before she tells her against her mouth, "I'm with you because you're amazing too, Regina."
Regina's heart trips over in her chest, pounding painfully against her rib cage as Mal covers her mouth again, gently licking at the seam of her lips and twirling her tongue against hers. She feels it happen. If there was a moment, a singular moment to pinpoint exactly when her heart fell head over heels in love with this woman, this is it.
It overwhelms her, the sudden rush of feeling, of affection and love for this woman, and all she wants is to be closer to her. As close as she possibly can be for as long as she will let her. Forever.
Her arms slip around her torso, reaching up for the hook of her bra and easily slipping it between her fingers. Tossing it away, Regina cups her breasts in her palms before lifting her head to suck a firm nipple into her mouth. Her skin is soft and warm, pliant in her grasp as she sucks and nips at Mal's flesh. For a minute, Regina worries if she's doing it well, but the tiny gasps and breathy moans Mal releases while stroking up and down her arms encourage her to continue, switching eagerly to the other breast for another few minutes.
Then she's gently directing Regina's mouth back to hers and the brunette sinks into the kiss, rubbing her nose over Mal's cheek, against her own as she urges Regina to sit up a bit.
Apparently Mal's decided she's wearing far too many clothes, and it's not a sentiment Regina doesn't agree with herself. So she aids the blonde in lifting the baggy sweatshirt she'd adorned in preparation for their evening here. Mal runs hot, several degrees warmer than everyone around her, and keeps her apartment at arctic levels at all times as a result.
Thankfully, she'd decided to forgo anything except a bra beneath the sweatshirt. And in no time at all, she's as bare from the waist up as Mallory. Her girlfriend smiles at her, eyes dark and deep as they sweep over Regina's chest. Stroking a finger tip lightly down her sternum, Mal tells her, "You're so soft, so beautiful. I love touching you. Feeling you beneath my hands."
Those hands are now swirling random patterns over the sides of her breasts, teasing over the swells, pinching her nipples between thumb and forefinger and, God, it feels good. So, so good. Regina groans, arches her chest into Mal's experienced hands and revels in the sensations she can evoke from her.
"I love the way you touch me," she murmurs breathlessly, a hint of the shyness she hasn't quite shaken sneaking into her tone.
Regina's hands rest on her hips, rubbing her thumbs over Mal's flat torso as their gazes never waiver from each other as they explore one another's bodies. Ducking her head, Mal takes Regina's mouth with her's once more, sinking her teeth into her bottom lip and rocking her hips into Regina's. Her hand slips lower, to in between Regina's thighs and she rubs over her aching core through the thin material of her leggings.
It makes her groan pleasantly into Mal's mouth, whining a bit and wishing for more. She must know, must sense it, because she increases the pressure a bit, rubbing firmly right over Regina's clit and her head falls back on a long moan. Mal wastes no time in lowering her mouth to the column of her throat, licking a line from base to jaw, up to her ear where she whispers, "Does that feel good, babe?"
"Uh-huh," Regina moans, her hands gripped into the comforter beneath her for purchase now as she rocks her hips up into Mal's touch as best she can. There's not much room for mobility, but even so, it feels wonderful. She wants more. Isn't sure exactly what, and doesn't know how to ask for it, but she wants it all the same.
Once again, Mal seems to read her mind, and she chuckles against Regina's skin, kisses lightly at her jaw and then urges her to lie back on the mattress. Shimmying between Regina's legs, she hooks her fingers in the waistband of Regina's leggings, tugging them down and off of her. Mal rids herself of her own jeans and underwear before her hands skim up Regina's calf slowly, over the inside of her thighs as she watches her. Running a single finger over the damp silk of Regina's panties, and Mal smiles when it makes Regina moan and bite her lower lip.
"I want to taste you," she tells her quietly, in that husky bedroom voice that makes goosebumps erupt over Regina's flesh. "To make you feel good." Her gaze is steady on Regina's, patient, waiting, as she asks, "Will you let me show you?"
Regina nods, licking her suddenly dry lips as Mal smiles and discards her underwear along with her leggings, landing on top of the pile of clothing. And then she's bare. Completely naked before her and she feels the flush of heat over her skin. But Mal is looking at her like she's the most beautiful woman on earth and it settles her nerves a little.
Of course, that honor belongs to the woman who is stroking her hands over her skin, easing her into relaxing as she situates herself between her thighs. For the thousandth time since they've started dating, Regina thanks whatever force in the universe had brought this woman into her life.
Then she stops thinking altogether.
Mal licks a line up her slit, slow and easy and Regina moans at the feeling. Warmth and heat centered just where her body is begging for attention most. It's not the same. Mal knows just how to tease her, how much pressure to apply with her tongue, how to scrape her teeth over Regina's sensitive flesh to make her shudder. When her tongue dips inside her it feels like nothing Regina has ever experienced before.
She doesn't rush, works her up slowly, lapping up the quickly growing evidence of her desire as she hums against Regina's core. The vibrations only add to the richly, glorious sensation Mal is giving her. "Oh god," Regina gasps, her fingers grasping at long blonde locks to anchor herself. "Mal…"
Grinning from between her thighs, Mal watches her, blue eyes dark with lust and arousal. Teases her tongue against her in slow, flat licks as she watches Regina's shallow breathing, the rise and fall of her breasts.
"Do you like this, babe?" Mal questions, kissing lightly at the skin of her inner thigh.
"Yes, yes, please, Mal, I need—" Regina's mind struggles to string together a coherent thought, distracted by the way Mal's mouth brushes over her skin, hands stroking the outside of her thighs as she inches her way back toward where Regina really wants her. Need what, Regina? She mutters, low and throatily and it's just as distracting as her mouth as Regina groans, "I need you to—" her voice trails off on a loud moan as Mal's mouth is suddenly sucking at her clit. Hard, firm sucks that make every nerve ending inside her body pulse with pleasure.
Every thought besides how amazing it feels, how wonderful it is to have Mal doing this to her, flees. She's a squirming mess of sensations and with every suck, she's pulled closer and closer to the edge of bliss. Her tongue circles the tiny nub, flicking against it rapidly. Over and over again. Regina's hips lifting to press harder against her girlfriend's mouth.
Her hands find her hips, holding her steady as sharp stabs of pleasure zip and zing from her center outward. Regina's breath backs up in her lungs, trapped as her body writhes under Mallory's attention. "Mmmm, feels— so— good—"
It's a quick, fast tumble, taking Regina by surprise as suddenly it all becomes too much and she's crying out as her muscles spasm, throbbing deliciously while Mal licks at her release, muttering sweet nothings against her while Regina rides out her orgasm. She barely hears them though, blood pounding in her ears, body quaking with the after shocks as she gradually returns to the present.
She becomes aware of what's around her again. The quiet humming of the air conditioning, the shouting group of drunken students passing outside the window, Mal's lips pressed to her skin affectionately. They've made a mess of the bed, comforter crumpled from where Regina's hands had wrung it, extra pillows skewed sideways, the papers and forgotten textbooks that had been surrounding them toppled to the floor. The realization nearly makes her snicker.
So much for studying.
Drawing deep breaths, Regina runs her fingers through Mal's hair, brushing it back from her face and smiling dopily down at her before urging her up, and Mal crawls back up her body. Their mouths meet without hesitation and Regina can taste herself on Mal's tongue, startled for a moment by the realization. She's just gone down on her. Let her bring her to climax with only lips and tongue and teeth and it had been incredible.
Better than anything Regina's experienced with a man before. Idly, she wonders if it's simply the fact it's different or if it's because it was Mallory, because she's head over heels for this amazing woman.
Mal nestles her nose against her cheek affectionately, "You okay?" she asks. Her body is resting half on top of Regina's, their legs intertwined as her hand strokes up and down her side from hip to the underside of her breast. She enjoys the pleasant weight of it, the heat of Mal's skin radiating off her, seeping into her flesh.
It's clear she's checking up on her, making sure that Regina's still comfortable with this new intimacy, that they haven't taken anything too far. Love bubbles inside her, and Regina nods, leans back just far enough for her chocolate eyes to meet Mal's bright blue and assures her, "Spectacular."
Mischievous delight sneaks into the blonde's gaze and she grins, leaning forward and pecking a light kiss to Regina's lips. "Good," she replies, her eyes sweeping down Regina's form. "You're gorgeous. Exquisite."
The words have a blush creeping into Regina's cheeks. She's hardly ever been called that before, a lifetime of growing up under the weight of her mother's scrutiny unconducive to such regard. But Mal makes her feel like it's true, knows that that's genuinely how she sees her. It's a wonderful feeling.
Regina kisses her fiercely, sweeping her tongue into her mouth and tangling it with Mal's. The other woman groans, presses her naked body harder against Regina's. Joy and desire pumping through her veins. She wants to make Mal feel this way, like her body is golden and liquid fire. Cherished the way Mal has made her feel.
Her hand slips between their bodies, finds its way between Mal's legs and rubs slowly, hesitantly. But she's slick and warm. So, so warm and Regina can't help but moan in tandem with the blonde as her finger strokes through her folds. She does it a few more times, growing bolder in her touch with every gasp Mal lets loose, her eyes closed as she revels in what Regina is doing to her.
It's unbelievably arousing, knowing that she can do this to her. That even with her lack of experience, her uncertainty, it doesn't matter. She can still bring this woman who's captured her heart pleasure, can make her feel good. Why have they waited so long to do this?
Pride whips through Regina. Ever the eager student, she approaches her task with glee. Learning with every moan and shudder what Mal likes. She presses three of her fingers firmly against her clit, rubbing back and forth and Mal groans and wrenches her mouth from Regina's on a low moan, burying her face against her neck. Her middle finger circles slowly around it, teasingly and Mal groans, pleads, "Regina—"
Slowly, cautiously, Regina dips a single finger inside her, pumps it in and out of her once, twice as she asks quietly, "Is this right?"
Mal chuckles, but Regina is quickly reassured as she replies eagerly in a raspy voice, "More than." The blonde props herself up on an elbow, smiling down at her as her hand affectionately pushes a stray hair from Regina's forehead, brushing down her bicep and then cupping one of her breasts, pinching her nipple. "You're perfect, babe. I love it, love how you make me feel. Love being close with you like this." Her voice blankets around her, makes Regina shiver.
Ducking her head, Mal kisses her again. There's not as much heat in this one as some of their others, but it's slow and sweet, emotions pouring out of her and filling Regina. Her lips slant over hers, deepening the kiss as her hand massages her breast in a way that has tingles spreading through her.
Bolstered by Mal's praise, Regina adds a second finger, thrusting deeper inside her. Her palm grinds against her clit, applying a steady pressure to the tiny bundle of nerves as she fingers Mal that makes the blonde groan and rock her hips into Regina's hand harder and harder. Their legs are a tangled mess of limbs, bodies slick with a slight sheen of sweat, despite the air conditioning blasting through the room.
Regina breaks out of their kiss, suddenly thankful for Mallory's height over her because it makes it easy to dip her head and take one of Mal's pert nipples into her mouth, suckling it, causing her to moan softly, hand cupped at the back of her head to hold her in place. The combined stimulation seems to be working for Mal so Regina keeps it up. Sucks at her tits, uses teeth and tongue to tease them as her fingers plunge into her.
Following her instincts, thinking of how she would want to be touched, what drives her wild, Regina works Mal up, curling her fingers inside her at just the right angle to have her girlfriend keening into her ear, moaning encouragement. She's growing slicker and slicker, her muscles quivering in anticipation of that peak.
"Just like this?" Regina asks, breath hot against Mal's breast.
She nods, eyes squeezed shut, hips jerking against Regina's hand. "Yes. Har— harder." Mal requests breathlessly as Regina grinds her hand a bit more firmly against her. Happy to comply, Regina picks up her pace, thrusting her fingers into her harder and faster. It's a bit odd to her, an entirely new experience to be on this end of giving pleasure like this but also enjoyable. She's watching Mal's face now, observing the flickers of bliss that move over her features.
Questing, Regina adds a third finger, stretching Mal a bit more, and that appears to be exactly what she needs because she cries out on the next pass. "Gods. Yes. Oh… Regina..." Her hips are jerking against Regina's hand, seeking more.
Regina gives it to her. She scissors her fingers a bit inside her, coated with Mal's arousal they slip and slide easily, reaching as deeply as she can manage. Her thumb circles around Mal's clit, making the other woman shudder, body jolting at the sudden surge of sensation.
After another few moments, Regina feels it. The way Mal's body tenses all of a sudden, poised, then her walls are clenching around Regina's fingers and breath rushes out against her skin as she moans low and deeply, burying her face in Regina's neck, kissing her collarbone as she comes. She keeps up the movement of her fingers for a little longer, slowing the way she slides them in and out of her, until finally she lets them slip out entirely.
Because she's curious, the memory of herself on Mal's lips at the edges of her mind, and because she hasn't gotten to taste her girlfriend yet, Regina brings her fingers to her lips, dipping them inside her mouth. Regina groans at the sweet, tangy flavor, licking Mal's release from her fingers for a moment before she's wrapping an arm around her waist, pulling her body close to hers.
The blonde hums contentedly, maneuvering a bit so that the two of them are lying more on their sides rather than Mal on top of Regina and mirrors her position. Her leg hooks over Regina's hip, drawing her close as she smiles at her and rests her forehead against hers. "How do you feel?" She questions quietly, breath ghosting over Regina's lips.
Regina smiles happily, scoots just a bit closer and wiggles one of her legs between Mal's. "I feel pretty fabulous." Mal grins, tells her, I'm glad. Drawing random patterns over her back, Regina returns her question with a hesitant, "You?"
There's still that hint of uncertainty, even with Mal's orgasm under her belt. She wants to make sure that the other woman's gotten as much pleasure out of this new step in their relationship as Regina has. That she's done well.
Mal's voice is warm and rich as she replies softly, "Satisfied," her mouth finds Regina's, lips soft and gentle, "happy," she presses a kiss to her temple, "content." There's so much affection dripping from Mal's words, it causes a rush of emotion through Regina's body.
She grins as Mal shifts out of her arms momentarily to reach for the blanket draped over the end of the bed and pulls it up and over their naked forms. It's not much, but it will do to stave off the chill for now. Though Mallory's a furnace all on her own. They settle back into each other's embrace, wrapped up under fleece and one another's body heat. Her head tucks itself beneath Mal's chin, lying lightly on her shoulder as the two of them cuddle.
"Still worried about that exam?" Mal asks, her hands stroking up and down Regina's spine. It makes her laugh, the stress of the their upcoming midterm completely forgotten in the events of the evening.
"We'll worry about it tomorrow." Regina answers, perfectly content to spend the next while dozing in her girlfriend's arms.