Hi! I'm so very sorry that it took me so long to update. I honestly don't think I have a valid enough excuse so I won't even try. But here's the final chapter for you! It's much fluffier than the last two, but there is definitely enough smut to feed your appetite. ;) Enjoy! Reviews are gold.


A puff of white smoke appeared in Regina's master bedroom. As it cleared, Regina was sitting on the edge of her bed, a very naked blonde Sheriff still in her lap. The brunette gasped as she took in her surroundings and realized that Emma had successfully teleported them from her dining room to her bedroom without any side effects, at least that she could tell. The pride she had for Emma was evident on her face as she tuned to face her lover and smiled brilliantly. "Emma, you did it! How did you learn to control your magic so well?" She placed her hands on the small of Emma's back and absentmindedly drew small circles with her fingers.

Emma shrugged, blowing it off as if teleporting was as common an activity as grocery shopping. "Eh, I just got bored when you were so rudely ignoring me," she said, giving Regina a playful glare, "and started reading those books you gave me a long time ago. Then I tried what I read and bam. I was teleporting all around town. Although, it takes a lot of energy out of you, ya know?"

Regina pulled Emma closer and hugged her gently, kissing the top of her head. "I know it does. Especially before you are more experienced with teleporting. Come here, dear. Lie down." Regina turned slightly in order to ease Emma on to the bed. The blonde wiggled her way to the center and rested her head on the pillows without ever fully getting up. Regina laughed at her childlike antics as she slipped out of her dress and heels and crawled onto the bed. She had moved closer to Emma in an attempt to cuddle her close and let her rest, but Emma had shot up off the bed and was sitting perfectly straight, mouth agape, her eyes raking over Regina's now exposed body, clad only in her purple lace bra and panties.

Regina suddenly felt insecure under the scrutiny of Emma's gaze. She began to cross her arms over her chest in her usual defensive position, but Emma had reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling her closer to her. "God, Regina. You are so…" Emma paused. Regina's cheeks flushed and she looked away, not sure if Emma had been disappointed now that she had a moment to fully look at her body without the remnants of her clothes, as she had in her office.

Emma shook her head and continued. "Regina, the word beautiful does you no justice. You are so much more. You are stunning. You are gorgeous. You are just…" Regina silenced her by firmly pressing their lips together, cupping Emma's face in her hands. It had been so long since anyone had looked at her that way, since anyone had spoken to her with such admiration present in their voice, that Regina was overwhelmed with emotion. But the one saying these things to her wasn't just anyone. It was Emma Swan, the woman she thought she hated so many years ago, and now was very fond of, in more ways than one. This whole… thing had only just begun that afternoon in her office, and she still wasn't sure what any of this was. But she didn't want ask. She was content with enjoying Emma's lips against hers, her bra covered nipples pressing against the blonde's naked chest, hands mapping out every curve and line on Emma's gorgeous body. She may only get to do this once, so she was going to make it damn memorable.

Never leaving Emma's lips, she leaned more fully onto her, laying her down in the center if Regina's queen size bed, blonde hair spread around her head like a halo. Her fingers raked along smooth sides, then down to her hips. She gave a gentle squeeze before moving her fingers to the apex of Emma's thighs, stroking the soft skin she found there, releasing a quiet moan as her hands came into contact with the thin strip of neatly trimmed hair Emma had left there. Emma's tongue darted out to lick Regina's bottom lip, begging for entrance. Regina had more than willingly complied, allowing Emma to search the hot cavern of the brunette's mouth, registering the sweet taste to memory once again.

Taking Regina's bottom lip between her teeth and biting softly, Emma pulled her close to her body and flipped them over, straddling Regina's waist and successfully pinning her hands to the bed beside her head. Regina gasped as she was caught off guard, but couldn't help the flood of arousal seeping into her purple lace panties at Emma's sudden need for control. "I do believe," Emma whispered huskily in between wet kisses to Regina's jaw and down her neck, "that it is your turn, Madame Mayor."

Regina only whimpered and bucked her hips in response. Her little game had its downfalls, and her own aching core was physical proof. Although the sexual tension was more enjoyable from her point of view, she still struggled through yet another family dinner with soaked panties and dirty thoughts. At least this time, she had frustration with a little side of pride knowing that the blonde was having a much harder time keeping her thoughts on the side of "dinner appropriate".

The game was over and Regina had successfully won, Emma's quick strip and not so subtle begging proving to be sufficient evidence. Now Emma was hovering above her, holding her weight up on her forearms, still straddling the brunette's waist. She was peppering soft kisses down Regina's neck to her collarbone, where she paid a few moments extra attention, and then travelled further down to the top of the purple lacy cup covering the brunette's perfectly round breasts. Regina's breathing was shallow as she waited with much anticipation for the blonde to touch her sensitive nubs, but Emma took her time, kissing and sucking gently on the skin that was already exposed, palming her breasts through her bra. Although her body was practically vibrating with need, Regina didn't rush her. She was enjoying the Sheriff's soft, and even loving, touches. And Emma was thankful not to be rushed. This was the opportunity she had hoped for during their hot and rushed office sex. She had hoped she'd be given a chance to worship the queen she had adored for so long from afar.

Waiting had proved to be worth it as Emma licked and kissed every inch of the olive toned skin so eagerly presented to her. She didn't want to keep Regina waiting too long, but she couldn't pass up the opportunity to map out in her mind every little curve and crevice on Regina's perfect body. She kissed her way down Regina's cleavage until she met the resistance of the purple barrier. Sliding her hands around the Mayor's back, never removing her lips from the flawless skin before her, she gracefully unclasped the purple bra and gently slid it down toned arms and off of Regina as if she was unwrapping a present. Oh, and indeed she was. Emma's eyes feasted on the sight before her. She had seen Regina's perfect breasts earlier, but everything had been one big blur in the heat of passion. Now she allowed her gaze to rake over the newly exposed mounds before lavishing the peak with her tongue and sucking gently, her hand toying with the other to ensure no part of her lovely queen was being neglected.

Regina moaned and bucked her hips against the muscular thigh that had found its way between her legs. The Sheriff smiled against the skin beneath her lips before trading one voluptuous breast for the other, giving the same attention to the hardened nipple and fondling the other with nimble fingers. After paying what Emma believed to be proper attention to each breast, she kissed her way down the brunette's taut stomach before reaching another purple barrier; lace panties.

Emma moved back up a few inches and dipped her tongue inside Regina's navel before she swirled her tongue around smooth skin. She hooked her fingers in the edges of the offending material and slid them down her legs at a pace so slow it was tormenting. "Emma…" Regina breathed. She partially sat up and gently wrapped her fingers around Emma's wrist, pulling her hand back up toward her upper thigh as she lay herself back down.

Emma chuckled, releasing her wrist from Regina's gentle grasp and finishing her task, tossing the panties behind her on the floor and returning her attention to Regina's dripping sex. Leaning in, she swiped her tongue from Regina's ready entrance up to her aching clit and then back down, relishing in the delicious moans that escaped her lover. Regina immediately tangled her fingers in Emma's hair, letting the blonde know that she was exactly where she needed to be. Her other hand fisted in the silk sheets beneath her in an attempt to anchor herself to reality.

Emma continued her oral assault on the brunette's clit, circling it with her tongue as she brought her fingers to Regina's entrance and slowly slid two fingers inside of her. Regina gasped and arched her back off the bed, pushing her hips down, drawing Emma's slender fingers deeper inside her. Using the hand already tangled in blonde locks, Regina brought her hand to the back of Emma's head and pulled her upwards, guiding Emma's eager mouth away from her swollen sex. Emma whimpered slightly, not wanting to ever stop tasting the deliciousness that was Regina.

Emma kissed her way up Regina's body, finally reaching her mouth and pressing their lips together in a heated kiss, all the while thrusting her fingers into her wet heat. Suddenly, the blonde stopped her rapid movements and broke the kiss, concern washing over her face. "Regina, did I hurt you? Is that why you stopped me?" She slowly began to remove her fingers from inside Regina. "I'm so sorry, I…"

Regina kissed her softly and reached down between them, stilling Emma's hand before she could withdraw it completely. "Not at all, Em. Don't worry. But thank you for caring enough to ask."

Emma smiled down at her. "Of course. I am trying to please you, your Majesty. Not hurt you." She added with a wink.

A devilish grin appeared on Regina's face as she replied, "Well I stopped you because I wanted to please you as well, dear." Regina's hands had disappeared between the two women and made its way down to Emma's own aching core. Emma's head dropped to Regina's shoulder as she felt long fingers graze over her soaking entrance, gathering her fluids, before bringing her naturally lubricated fingers up through her slick folds to circle her throbbing clit. A loud moan had risen from the blonde's throat as she sank her teeth into Regina's collarbone. Regina circled Emma's clit a few times with her fingers before giving it a light pinch and then traveling further south. Pausing only for a moment, she waited for Emma to release her collarbone from between her teeth before plunging two fingers knuckle deep inside the blonde.

"Fuck, Regina!" Emma screamed, not expecting such a sudden and quick intrusion. Regina smirked, feeling another sudden rush of wetness soaking her fingers and dripping onto her hand.

"I like that idea," she purred into Emma's ear as she began to move her fingers slowly inside of her.

Emma once again lifted herself onto her forearm, giving Regina more space to move her arm between their bodies. Catching the queen's hint and realizing her fingers were still inside Regina, she began to move her fingers at a leisurely pace, matching Regina thrust for thrust. Their faces were mere inches from each other, their bodies only separated by their arms, their breaths mingling in the air between them.

Emma looked down between their sweat covered bodies and moaned another, "Fuck," before crashing her lips against Regina's for another breathtaking kiss. To Emma, there was something insanely erotic about watching Regina fuck her. Emma let her tongue explore Regina's mouth, once again battling her for dominance as both women picked up the pace. Suddenly needing air, Regina broke the kiss, allowing Emma to hover above her for a moment before she rested her forehead against Regina's.

The sound of heavy panting and the bitter smell of sex filled the air as both women neared their climax. Regina also found watching to be rather exciting. She watched, mouth open, as Emma's long, slender fingers disappeared inside her and came back into sight before disappearing once again, hitting that wonderful g-spot that was guaranteed to make her see stars. Her sex began to clench around the fingers inside her as she moaned, "Emma, I'm… I'm so close."

Those words brought Emma to the precipice of her own climax and she used all of her willpower not to be thrown over the edge. "Come for me, 'Gina." She rubbed her palm harder against Regina's clit as she thrust her fingers faster and harder. She leaned down to Regina's ear and whispered, "Come with me."

Regina threw her head back against the pillows and came hard, moaning Emma's name, her body shaking with the intensity of her orgasm. Emma came right after her, burying her face in Regina's neck, biting and sucking on the skin she found there, muffling her screams. Spent, both women lay still, trying catch their breath and regain strength.

Emma had collapsed on Regina, but only for a moment, before she realized that her body weight may have been too much and she rolled to the side. Having regained some strength, Regina moved closer to Emma, burying her face in her neck. Emma wrapped her arms around the brunette and slowly stroked her hair, kissing her head.

Emma chuckled. "I had no idea that Mayor 'don't-fuck-with-me' Mills has a soft spot and likes to cuddle."

Regina laughed. "Seeing as how we've had sex three times today, I don't think that's a fitting name, dear."

Emma laughed even harder. "Touché," she said as she gently caressed the soft skin on Regina's lower back. Together, they lay in comfortable silence, just enjoying each other's company, relishing in the delightful feeling of holding someone close for comfort and warmth. Regina started to nod off when she felt Emma move beneath her. Lifting her head slightly, she saw Emma crane her neck in an attempt to see the clock, before she plopped her head back down with an audible sigh. "It's well after midnight. I guess I should probably get going."

Regina suddenly got nervous. She wanted to ask Emma to stay the night with her, but she didn't want to push her luck. As high as Regina's walls were, Emma's walls around her heart were equally high, and Regina was afraid that if she made a move too soon, she'd be locked out forever. After the silence lasted a moment too long for Emma's comfort, she started to get up, releasing the brunette from her arms. As the Sheriff slid her legs off the side of the bed and turned to stand, Regina realized that it was now or never. She couldn't beat around the bush. She had to be straightforward with her.

She sat up and put a hand on Emma's shoulder before she could stand. "Emma, wait." She closed the distance between her and the blonde, pressing her naked chest against Emma's back, leaning in to place a soft kiss on the top of her shoulder. Emma turned to face her. Looking into emerald green eyes, Regina cleared her throat and continued, "I don't quite know what… this is to you, but if you wish, you are welcome to spend the night here. And if you wish to leave, feel free to do so as well and I will harbor no resentment towards you."

Emma's small smile faded. Regina's words had sounded so professional, and the blonde couldn't help but feel like this was a business transaction. She cursed herself for being a typical Charming and held on to a sliver of hope. "Well, what do you want me to do, Regina?"

Regina had made sure to phrase her words in a way that allowed her an escape. If Emma chose to leave, Regina could simply hide the hurt and pretend that's what she wanted anyway. But now, Emma was asking Regina to say how she felt, something the brunette truly hated doing.

'Love is weakness.' She heard her mother's voice inside her head. She tensed, immediately feeling her walls go back up. She couldn't let Emma in. She couldn't love again, because everyone she loved got hurt. She couldn't lose someone else.

Emma looked into Regina's eyes and could almost see her internal struggle. Her own hurt feelings retreating to the back burner, making room for her concern for Regina, she reached out and took the brunette's hand in hers, caressing it softly with her thumb. "What's wrong, Regina? It's really okay. I don't have to stay. I just want to make sure you're alright before I go."

Regina instantly relaxed under Emma's soft touch. She loved Emma. This much she knew. Emma understood her like no one else ever had. She clearly cared for Regina. It was evident in her actions, as well as her words. She stood up for her when everyone else had turned their backs. She saved her life on numerous occasions. She had not only forgiven her past, but embraced her future, helping her to find her happy ending. Little did Emma know, she was Regina's happy ending. And Regina had no intention of letting it slip through her fingers. Not now, not ever.

She brought Emma's hand to her lips, and lovingly kissed her knuckles before speaking barely above a whisper. "I'd like you to stay the night with me, Emma."

Emma's smiled radiantly. "I'd love to stay with you, Regina." She leaned in and kissed her sweetly before lying back down on her side, allowing Regina room to nestle in the crook of her neck. Emma drew random patterns on the smooth skin of the brunette's back until her breathing was slow and even and she was sure she had fallen asleep. She gently kissed the top of Regina's head before drifting off into a peaceful sleep of her own.


Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed it! Please leave reviews so I can make you happy. :) Also, message me if you want me to write about something specific. I'm thinking of taking prompts and trying to write them, at least until I get a little inspiration of my own. Until next time!