Hey guys. Yesterday was really fun, at the debate thing, but I wish I would have had time to upload :( This chapter is also shorter than maybe the first three, but I wanted to start writing more of the Storybrooke, and meeting Regina parts, and I didn't want to cram it all into one chapter and rush it. See how I think of you guys ? ;) Warning; this chapter is rated M! And apologies in advance if it isnt so good, as I have never wrote any kind of smut before... Anyway I hope you enjoy, and thanks again to everybody reading and etc. I love you guys 3
Alex xx
"I missed you so much." Casey whispered, into the detective's neck. "
Me too. Case I'm so sorry. I said only a weekend and i was gone for two weeks. You shouldn't have had to look after my daughter for two weeks!" Emma rambled. Casey kissed her again.
"I promise it's fine. Captain explained how the case was difficult. Please come inside." Casey said, realising they were still on her doorstep. Once they were seated on Casey's sofa, Casey began again.
"Eve is at her friend Meg's house for tea. She will be back in a few hours. First I want to know everything about the case and then I can fill you in on what me and Eve have been up to." Casey ordered. Emma nodded and began to take off her expensive coat and designer jumper.
"Emma, what are you doing?" Casey asked, practically drawling over Emma's very nearly naked upper body. Emma pointed at the small scar on her arm, the stitches still visible.
"Emma what happened?" Casey shrieked, pulling her closer to wrap her in a bone crushing hug.
"Well we didn't make contact until Monday night, and even then they only chatted briefly with us. By Thursday they had visited the apartment and discussed they might know how to get a child and by the Tuesday afterwards, we enough evidence. But we had to discard the wires and the housekeeper only worked Thursdays through to Saturdays. So for two days Elliot and I played chess and stupid card games and he told me all about his kids and his wife and all the SVU stories, including your first day and how you pissed everyone off." Casey chuckled at this.
"And then we tried to arrest them and Lucas managed to get a gun. He aimed it at Elliot but it ricocheted off of a beam and hit me instead. The bullet didn't go through just cut the skin. I had to have 3 stitches and it will leave a scar, but nothing to worry about. I was lucky really." Emma finished explaining. She had since put her jumper back on, leaving her coat lying on the sofa.
"So what about you and Eve?" She asked, curiously.
"Well we settled into a nice routine. I would wake up at around six, and get myself ready, then run a bath. At half past seven, I would wake Eve up and put her in the bath and get her dressed. Next we would have breakfast and make sure we had all our things ready for school and work and then we would watch a little TV, before we caught a cab to the precinct. Eve would chat with Alex, while I got an update from Munch or Captain, then we would walk to school and drop Eve off. Then I would walk back to my office and do some work, anything that didn't involve your case and then Sarah would pick Eve up from school and take her back to your place and give her dinner. Then I would leave work at five, pick Eve up from your place and we would go to the park and have ice cream, before we got back to mine and did any homework, while I ate my dinner and then we would watch TV, before having the seven o'clock cup of cocoa, with cinnamon, and then Eve would have a quick wash in the sink and brush her teeth, before I put her to bed with a bedtime story. Then I would do the chores like wash clothes, clean the apartment, play with Maya and have a nice glass of wine, before I went to bed myself. The weekends would consist of lie-ins, sofa and film days, going shopping or playing at the park and Eve playing with Maya or her friends."
Emma wiped away her tears and hugged Casey yet again.
"I can never thank you enough Casey." She whispered.
"Emma listen to me. I want a future with you and that means a future with Eve. Over these past two weeks I have come to learn so much about her, and I have come to care for her like she was my own daughter. I love her Emma, and taking care of her was a gift for me." Casey replied, wiping away Emma's tears.
"Did she miss me?" Emma asked, burying her face into Casey's shoulder.
"Very much. She asked about you every morning, every night, every conversation really. Your daughter is an amazing girl Emma, you should be very proud."
"I am proud of her." Emma defended.
"I meant of yourself. You raised her Emma, which means she got her amazingness from you."
"Thanks I guess."
"Why aren't you proud of yourself?" Casey asked.
"Because all of Eve's life we haven't been in the same city for more than 8 months. Everyone has told me that keep moving her around would cause problems, but I never listened. Am I a bad mom Casey?"
"How dare you think such a thing! You are a wonderful mother Emma and that little girl worships you. Every time we did something together, she would tell me stories about what she did with you over the years. You have done nothing but spoil that girl, with love and affection and not to mention presents. That girl has everything Emma. Moving around a lot is something that is not advised for young children, but look at Eve, she is amazing. I have been lucky to spend so much time with her."
Emma turned to her girlfriend and draped her arms around her neck, while swinging her leg over, so she was straddling the red-head. Casey moaned quietly, as Emma ducked her head down to kiss along the column of her neck, while Casey grabbed Emma's ass through her tight jeans.
"Emma are you sure?" Casey whispered. Emma mumbled something slightly similar to 'yes', while she began to unbutton her girlfriend's shirt, still kissing along her neck, leaving love bites.
"No marks I have court." She warned, but Emma simply carried on, replying;
"Too late." Casey groaned, clearly annoyed.
"Sorry." Emma whispered, kissing Casey's lips once more. Casey bit down on Emma's bottom lip, as she flipped them over, so she was now straddling Emma.
"My turn." Casey smirked. Emma smiled, pushing the shirt off of Casey's shoulders, and unclasping the purple bra, revealing two perky breasts. Emma ducked forward, capturing a dusty pink nipple in her mouth, sucking and biting, before giving the same attention to it twin.
"Em….more….please." Casey groaned, grabbing Emma's hand and guiding it to the waistband of her suit skirt. Emma, always obedient, pushed Casey until she was lying flat on her back and climbed on top of her, capturing her lips once more.
"Emma please!" Casey shouted, as Emma slowly rubbed up and down her sides and stomach. Grinning, Emma removed Casey's skirt, soon followed by her matching purple panties. Emma leaned forward, until she was inches from Casey's hot wet pussy, and blew gently. Casey moaned, clamping her legs together slightly, trying but failing to feel some much needed friction.
Emma chuckled, pushing them apart again, and tentatively licked from her sopping cunt, all the way up to her throbbing clit. Casey screamed, arching her lower body towards Emma's face.
"Patience." Emma scolded, taking another more adventurous taste. After a few more quick, rough swipes, Casey was begging for release, so Emma puckered her tongue a little and pushed it forward, until it was just inside Casey's pussy.
"Emma! Please fuck me….fuck me now Em. Please!" Emma nodded, her nose bumping against the protruding numb, causing Casey to cry out again.
"You're so wet." Emma observed, lapping at the warm juices. After stiffening her tongue, again, she pushed inside, Casey's tight channel relaxing after a short while, from the sudden invasion. Casey hips were meeting Emma's thrusts time after time, until after a short;
"Em, oh god….I'm..shit" Casey was bucking uncontrollably, the orgasm rippling through her body, until after the waves had calmed, she was still.
Emma gave one last small kiss to her sensitive clit, before Casey grabbed Emma's hair and pulled her up her sweaty body, to give her a passionate kiss.
"Wow!" Casey muttered, against Emma's swollen and very wet lips.
"I thought I could make a girl scream." Emma just chuckled, before she rolled off the couch and sat, crossed legged, on the hardwood floor.
"Emma, are you okay?" Casey asked, pulling a throw blanket, from the back of the couch, over her naked body. Emma nodded, but remained staring into space.
"Emma?" Emma slowly turned around to face her ADA girlfriend.
"Eve will be back soon. Why don't we shower?" Casey suggested, obviously concerned from Emma's sudden change of attitude. Emma nodded once more, before she followed Casey to the private bathroom, locked the door, pulled off her clothes, and got into the shower, under the lukewarm spray. Then as sobs convulsed her body, she leant against the tiled shower wall, images flashing in her mind.
"No, please no. Stop. Please I'll do anything. Just please let me go. Noooo!" Emma had screamed, but the huge, pot-bellied man had just laughed.
"No wonder you are gay. Probably never had a real man. I'll show you what you are missing out on sweetheart, don't worry." Then suddenly he thrust into her, causing a blood boiling scream to come from the fiftteen year old blonde. The homes had never been this bad before.
Most of them just returned her, after a while, but there was some which starved her, beat her and made her do the filthiest chores, but never ever had it been this bad. Once he had finished, he left Emma's room, telling her to clean herself up before someone saw. She had climbed into the tiny grubby shower and scrubbed at her skin, until it was sore and bloody, trying to feel clean once more. It didn't work.
After getting dressed, into her second hand jogging pants and an oversized sweater, Emma put her little amount of possessions; a photo of her and her one and only friend Lily, a teddy bear she won at school for her creative writing, a battered copy of Snow White, some random bits of clothing, a borrowed toothbrush, her big, black framed glasses, a chocolate bar she had found on the street and was saving, a single playing card which had a number of her social worker on the back, a pencil, an old plain envelope and a blanket with the word Emma knitted into it, which was the only thing she had from her biological parents, before they dumped her on the side of the road, into a plastic carry bag and ran.
"Emma?" Casey called, for the third time. There was no response.
"Emma I'm coming in!" She called, before she hesitantly opened the door and stepped inside. There she found Emma, towel drying her hair, dressed in her infamous red leather jacket, leggings and a long sleeved plaid cotton shirt.
"Are you okay? I was calling for you, but you didn't reply." Emma lifted her head slightly.
"Sorry Case, I must not have heard you over the shower. I'm ready now." Casey didn't notice the wobble in her voice, or the red rings around her eyes, signalling she had been crying.
"Meg's mom just text me to say they are on the way over now." Casey informed, leading Emma back downstairs. Emma nodded, smirking a little at the sofa, which by the looks of it, had just been cleaned. The detective followed her girlfriend into the kitchen, sitting down on a high stool, leaning her arms on the breakfast bar.
"Is this your first time in New York?" Casey asked, handing Emma a bottle of beer.
"No actually. I lived around here for like a week or so, years before Eve was born."
"So am I your first girlfriend in New York then?" The redhead asked, teasingly.
"Nope." Emma grinned.
"Spill!" Casey demanded, mocking being hurt.
"I dated a girl, before I got the interview at SVU actually. She was a bartender. We had one date."
"How come?"
"She wasn't my type." Emma whispered.
"So what exactly is your type, detective?" Casey quizzed playfully.
"Well this is why, at first, that I was shocked I found you so attractive. I mean you are gorgeous, but normally I go for someone shorter, curvier, brunette and very feminine." Casey looked down at herself, then to the sports posters that decorated the room and the bottle of beer she was drinking from.
"Oh."
"Casey." Emma sighed, standing up and wrapping her arms around her girlfriend.
"I said I normally go for women like that. But with you, you are the complete opposite to my usual taste, yet I still find you gorgeous and I still want you to be my girlfriend. You said before you wanted a future with me and I want a future with you too Casey Novak."
"Move in with me!" Casey suddenly declared. Emma pulled back, shock written across her features. Casey was beaming widely, as if the idea was the most obvious.
"Or if you don't want Eve to move again, let me move in with you." Emma's mouth opened and closed, but no sound was coming out. Suddenly the doorbell rang and the chatter of two little girls could be heard.
"Wait here." Casey instructed, walking over to the front door and swinging it open.
"Hey Evie." She greeted, picking her up and giving her a cuddle.
"Casey I had so much fun! I missed you too." Eve chirped, waving goodbye to her friend and her mother. Casey shut the door and carried Eve into the living room and put her down on the floor.
"Do you know when mommy is coming home yet?" Eve asked, sitting on the floor, playing with Maya.
Casey struggled to hid a grin and Emma waited patiently in the kitchen, listening intently.
"Yes I do actually." Casey nearly whispered. Eve jumped up and into Casey's lap.
"When is mommy coming home Casey?"
"Right now baby." Emma grinned, walking into the living room. Eve's little neck nearly snapped, she turned round so fast.
"Mommy!" Eve screamed, running at Emma as fast as she could. Emma scooped her up and held her close, kissing all over the little face.
"I missed you so much Evie bean." Emma cried, sitting on the sofa, Eve still on her lap.
"I missed mommy. Casey was fun, but she isn't mommy." Eve replied, stroking Emma's hair.
"Mommy loves Eve."
"Eve loves mommy." Emma smiled broadly, turning to give Casey a watery wink. Eve followed her mother's line of sight and smiled at Casey.
"Eve loves Casey." Eve whispered, but loud enough for both women to hear.
"Casey loves Eve too." Casey sniffed.
"Yes!" Emma suddenly shouted. Both Eve and Casey turned to stare at her.
"Yes you can move in with us." Emma explained. Casey gasped.
"Is that okay Eve, if Casey lives with us?" Eve nodded and kissed Emma.
"Are we a family now mommy?" She whispered, so Casey couldn't hear.
"Maybe. If everything works out alright." Emma replied. Eve nodded, again.
"I hope so anyway."