Hello readers, I was a bit worried with this chapter so don't hesitate to tell me what you think of it, what you want more or less of, and what you want to see! i have an outline and general plan for where i want the story to go, but i'm open to suggestions too. Thanks for reading and being awesome! Take care!
The women went up the stairs together slowly. The moment and mood had changed with Regina's confession, and they were both hyperaware of the atmosphere.
Regina tried to memorize everything; her knees, slightly weak though she forced them to climb the stairs, the shortness of her breathe, the pounding of her heart, the weight of Emma's presence beside her, the need she felt pulsing through her. The fading memories she had of intimacy of the past paled in comparison to everything she was feeling now. They passed Henry's room, and both looked in. The sleeping boy put them at ease, and Regina closed the door soundlessly.
They entered her dark room, no longer lit by the setting sun. As she hastily closed the door, Regina moved to Emma and closed the gap, willing her brain to turn off, her instinct to take over. Though Emma leaned in, and her hands moved to pull Regina closer, she stopped responding and linked her fingers with the brunette's.
"Hey…hang on a second." Emma hadn't always been a sentimental person. Sex was sex and too many people romanticized it. But something in her knew that sex with Regina wasn't just sex. And for once in her life, she didn't want to fuck it up. "I know how much we both want this. But last time we rushed things. Let's do it right this time." Slower, so much slower, Emma pulled Regina flush against her and kissed her. She kissed her like kissing her gave her life. And Emma almost started to believe it.
Emma moved her mouth down and noticed that Regina's shaky breathing matched her own. As her mouth fell on a particularly sensitive spot of Regina's neck, the tightening of Regina's arms and buckle of her knees made Emma laugh lightly. She knew they couldn't stand anymore, so she touched the dim light on Regina's nightstand, and nodded at Regina's questioning look as she gently pushed her back onto Regina's bed, which was of course, beautifully made and amazingly comfortable.
"We're not doing this in the dark, Regina." When the brunette, beautifully flushed with already reddened lips nodded, she brought her lips back to her neck. With the gentle release of every button, Emma followed with her mouth. Every touch was a journey of light fingertips and a brush of lips.
It was driving Regina crazy in the best of ways. Every time Emma moved, her hair followed the trail of her mouth and sent tickling shivers down her spine. Her brain barely registered that Emma's mouth was brushing her hip until she felt, unmistakably, the light pressure of teeth. The unexpected contrast made her suck in her breath, and Emma stopped immediately and looked up to her. Regina didn't know why, but she knew she loved the feeling of Emma's mouth, but also knew that they were doing this together, and she had spent too long laying while Emma explored.
Regina sat up, Emma tried not to groan at the shift of muscles she felt under her hands, and was even more surprised when Regina managed to flip her over and grind her now shirtless body against the clothed blonde's.
"This needs to go," Regina said as she quickly and efficiently slid her hands under Emma's fitted sweater and disposed of it on the floor. Satisfied with the minimal struggle, and also Emma's appearance in a bra, Regina smiled as she leaned back down. Emma shifted her head away at the last second and Regina's mouth connected with her neck. Regina showed her what she thought of the move by sucking on the spot she had landed on, and Emma's attempt at speaking told her to use her mouth there more often.
"Th…god…This needs…to go too." Emma managed. With one flip of her wrist, Regina's bra was off and her hands made their way to the now exposed breasts. The immediate reaction and hardening of Regina's nipples made both women moan and unconsciously push closer together. Their mouths joined again and Emma, taking advantage of a weakened Regina, managed to switch their places again. Regina looked at her then, but Emma's smirk…that fucking smirk, made Regina roll her eyes, but let Emma lead. When Emma's mouth finally connected with the tips her hands had been teasing and kneading, Regina arched up to her, closed her eyes, and reveled in the sensation. When Regina opened her eyes again, she was inexplicably turned on by the sight of the descending blonde hair and ran the fingers of one of her hands through the silk she had begun to memorize.
The heat between her legs was getting increasingly difficult to ignore, but making sure Emma was pleased was her first priority, so Regina, seeing the opportunity, released the clasp of Emma's bra and mimicked what the blonde had done. At Emma's immediate stillness and muffled groan, her confidence grew again and knowing she wouldn't expect it, Regina lifted the leg Emma had been straddling and caused her thigh to connect with the other woman's center.
"Holy shit…" Emma whispered. The glimpse of contact wasn't enough, and though she'd been ignoring the urge, she knew she wouldn't last much longer. Regina's hands moved lightly down Emma's torso and while their mouths connected again, Regina began removing the Emma's pants by releasing the button. Emma, feeling more impatient moved away to practically rip the pants off, and she laughed when she saw the shirtless woman on the bed laughing at her attempts. "You're so beautiful, Regina." She would have felt stupid saying those words to anyone else, but she couldn't keep the words from escaping her mouth.
She was even more surprised when Regina didn't look away, but keeping eye contact responded simply, "So are you, Emma."
They quickly disposed of Regina's slacks, and both women, body against body, were completely revealed to the other. The sensation of skin against skin made both of them even hotter and Emma's hand moved lightly over Regina's hottest area, hesitating. If she needs me to stop, I have to stop, Emma told herself, I might need an ice cold shower but I will stop. With light insistence, Emma applied more pressure and watched as the woman under her reacted to her hand. She was barely touching her, yet she could feel the heat and moisture that had gathered, she could hear the senseless sounds that Regina couldn't control. Regina thrust her hips into Emma's hand as her eyes involuntarily shut and her head went back against the pillows, and the blonde thought she might come just at the sight before her.
"Emma, please," Regina begged. Emma was done hesitating, and slid a finger through the slick wetness into her.
"Oh my god," Emma breathed. She couldn't fathom Regina's bodily reaction, the fact that she was so wet turned her on even more than she already was. One finger was easily replaced by two, and Regina moved her thigh to grant Emma better access.
As Regina moved her thigh, she again brushed Emma's core, but now that they were both bare of clothing, she felt the wetness against her own leg. Emma's resulting moan, along with the slow and steady rhythm of her fingers was making her breath catch and building up a forgotten pressure inside her.
Emma brought her mouth back to Regina's and swallowed the moans she couldn't control, finally brushing her thumb against Regina's neglected bud while still thrusting within her. The combination of sensations made Regina reel and she could feel how close she was to coming apart in Emma's arms.
"Let go for me," Emma whispered against her lips and her movements became more vigorous. Regina's hand slipping between her legs made Emma's head drop against Regina's shoulder as her long neglected and soaking wet center was rubbed and stroked by Regina's hand, surpassing the teasing phase and going directly to the stimulation she so desperately needed.
Regina could feel the change in Emma's body, and the woman's struggle to focus, not realizing how close to the edge Regina already was. Echoing the phrase Emma had used, and knowing how much she wanted it, Regina said with surprising concentration, "Let go with me."
Emma stopped thinking, and the motions of her body broke Regina as she felt her come apart beneath her. The moment she felt the change, Emma couldn't stop it and her own orgasm came ripping through her with immense intensity. The more she felt from Regina, the more her own body responded. They continued to urge each other, and as they hit the next peak, together, they fell together too.
Emma's breathing still wasn't normal. Her body was tingling, and she turned her head to observe the woman on her right. Regina was looking at the ceiling, mouth open and eyes closed. Emma enjoyed the view and unconsciously smiled.
Regina could feel Emma looking at her. She turned her head to the left and laughed at the look on Emma's face. She was beautiful, radiant, glowing even. And her hair was an absolute mess. Regina imagined she looked much the same and decided she was fine with that.
"Well," Regina started, "that was…" She was at a loss for words.
Emma turned on her side to fully face Regina. "Earth-shattering?"
Regina laughed. "Life-altering?"
Emma played along. "Un-fucking-believable?"
Regina laughed even more at the curse word Emma had thrown in. "Wonderfully satisfying?"
Emma moved closer to the woman, realizing that the heat her body had been retaining was starting to leave her. Holding her head up on a hand and looking down at Regina, she kissed her gently and against her lips said, "Worth waiting for."
Regina smiled. How is it that she can be making me laugh one second, and be making me speechless the next? She decided to ask the question she had forced herself to keep inside. "Why did you wait?" Regina focused on Emma's incredibly interesting shoulder blade to avoid the eye contact she didn't want to make.
"I waited because it's you," Emma said, as though it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Sure I could have probably found some other girl, person even, when we didn't 'hook up' right away. But Regina I waited because it's you. You were worth it. I knew that anything I had with anyone else wouldn't be right because it wouldn't be you. I wanted it to be with you and it was. And let me just say, I was right. It was so awesome." She gladly accepted the kiss Regina gave and laughed. "On another note, good luck getting me out of this bed."
Regina felt lighter than she had in years. She loved how it felt to lay beside Emma and laugh and talk after they had shared something so intimate. As per usual, things with Emma felt so natural. "But Miss Swan, how would we have sex in the shower if you never get out of the bed?" Regina laughed at the look on Emma's face and laughed even more when Emma rolled on top of her to playfully attempt to pick her up and actually bring her to the ensuite bathroom.
Faint shouting had both women stopping in their tracks. Regina almost darted out of the room right then, but remembered that she was still very much naked, so she threw on the silk pajamas from her top drawer and ran to Henry's room, unsurprised that Emma had thrown on the sweater they had taken off of her and her jeans and was running right behind her step for step. They burst into Henry's room to find him clearly suffering from an intense nightmare. Both women silently understood exactly what he was feeling, but Regina had never witnessed anyone else having a nightmare with such intensity and stood at his bed, not sure how to react.
Emma jumped into action, sitting on his bed and holding his shoulders firmly while loudly telling him to wake up. She eventually reached him and the look on his aware face broke Regina's heart. It was a mix of fear and embarrassment, followed by what appeared to be nausea. Regina listened to Emma's words, finally realizing she was talking to her now, and not just Henry.
"Regina, we need a garbage can right now. It's okay Henry, just breathe. In and out, follow my breathing, okay? Regina, garbage can."
She jumped into action and grabbed the can she had placed in the corner of his room and handed it to Emma. She watched as the blonde gently stroked his back.
"It was a bad one. It was really bad. I'm gonna puke…did I wake you up? Oh no…" Henry was slightly delirious and Regina realized why Emma asked for the garbage can when Henry expelled the contents of his stomach into it, and not onto his expensive bed spread.
"It's alright, Hen, it's ok." Emma soothed.
"I'll be right back," Regina said. She needed to breathe. She walked down the stairs to get some crackers and water from the kitchen and her brain started reeling. Did I miss out on helping him sooner because I finally decided it was time to have sex? Why didn't I get on that bed and help him? Why did I just stand there when Emma actually got there and nurtured him? Am I a horrible mother? I should have known what to do. The thoughts continued as she climbed the stairs and she quietly entered Henry's room, seeing the dim nightstand light on and hushed talking. They clearly hadn't moved except for Emma's removal of the no longer necessary garbage can.
"Regina," Henry said brightly, "I'm so sorry if I woke you. Is that water?"
"Yes, here. When I don't feel well I always go to water and crackers first. And if it persists, nothing beats homemade soup." She smiled. I need to stop doubting myself and just be his mother, she told herself. She looked to Emma who was quietly smiling up at her from the bed.
"Will you sit with me for a bit?" Henry asked.
Regina was surprised he was asking her, but sat on the bed and joined him, holding the plate for him with one hand, and her other arm rested on his shoulder.
"I barely ever have ones that make me sick," he started.
"You couldn't help it, it's alright." Regina said. "Do you want to talk about it?"
He looked to Regina, and to Emma who was still sitting there too, and said, "I don't think so…it doesn't matter now really. I'd ask if you want to go play Mario Kart until I fall asleep again-" he interrupted himself with a yawn, "but I'm really tired…"
Regina laughed and Emma spoke up, "We'll play tomorrow, and I won't take any pity on you."
Henry smiled and his eyes started to drift closed again. "Do you want us to leave you, give you some privacy Henry?" Regina asked.
"…No. Stay a bit longer. I feel safer when you're here…I remember that I'm not there." Henry lay back down and rested his head on Regina's torso, with one of his legs now resting over Emma's lap. The women looked at each other over the sprawled out 12 year old who was quickly drifting back to sleep. Regina unconsciously stroked the hair off his forehead like she had longed to a few months before, deciding that if he was leaning on her like he was, he wouldn't mind. In a few moments, he was back to sleep.
"Now what? Do you think he's going to be sick again? Do we need to take him somewhere?" Regina whispered to Emma, who had been starting to drift herself though sitting up.
"No…I think his system was just shocked and scared, we'll check his temperature in the morning…for now, we try to make a break for it?" Emma smiled, matching her whispering tone.
Regina nodded and slowly slid out from under Henry, quickly replacing her body with a pillow that he snuggled into. Emma's departure had been much simpler though she had barely avoided a kick to the abdomen as he aggressively stretched out.
They quietly exited the room and made their way back down the long hallway to Regina's room. When they got there, Regina wasn't sure what the sleeping protocol was, but was happy when Emma removed the sweater and jeans to sleep more comfortably. Regina joined her, but kept her pajamas in close reach if she needed to go to Henry's room again. As they got under the covers and their bodies found each other again, they settled comfortably. Regina's tired voice broke the silence.
"Thank you for responding how you did… I'm sorry I froze." She traced light circles on Emma's exposed back and closed her eyes even though she could feel Emma open her own to look at her.
"Hey, I've dealt with many, many nightmares in my day with other kids in the system. I've seen it before. You've probably only dealt with your own, right?" At Regina's silence, Emma continued. "The important thing is you came back. After you froze you came back and even more importantly, he wanted you there. He asked you to stay. That's a huge step, Regina. You have a lot to be proud of. I shouldn't say this, it's really unprofessional, then again it's also unprofessional to have slept with you and to be thinking about doing it many, many more times, but Regina, he's becoming your son."
A light chuckle escaped along with a quiet tear, and Regina pulled Emma even closer to her.
"Thank you so much Emma." She kissed her long and slowly, "Thank you so much." There were no more words as their kissing became slower and their tired, intertwined bodies succumbed to sleep.