Hey guys :') So sorry it's been a week, as I mentioned before I'm struggling with University right now, so I had to cut down on the writing for a bit, but I'm still doing my best to at least post a new chapter once a week, for now. Hope that's okay and you can all forgive me :( Hope you all like this chapter! Let me know how you find it :) Thanks a lot for the amazing support and the reviews you left, I am so grateful to each and every one of you. Enjoy :)
The rest of the day, Emma and Regina spent it mostly in silence, watching movies or catching up on whatever TV Shows they mutually had interest in. It was not awkward silence, but rather comforting quietude. They were enjoying one another's company, appreciating that things for once seemed normal, at least in that moment. Everything slipped away, all the worries, all the anxiety, and all the pain, every single one of them soothed by each other's tight embrace. Regina lay her chest on the blonde, whilst Emma's back rested against the backboard. Sometimes the brunette ignored the audible sounds that emerged from the TV, in order to pay attention to Emma's heartbeat, and she was not the only one whose attention was deviated from the screen. For once in a while Emma would gaze down at the brunette and stroke Regina's arms, then she'd find the dark hair and starts to play with her locks, her fingers slightly grazing against Regina's neck occasionally. The Queen and Saviour did not untangle themselves from each other, cuddling all through this Netflix marathon.
The only occasion when they broke away from their enfold was when they required a bathroom break, and when Emma insisted she was the one to go downstairs to fetch the food that had been delivered. Then they went into a puppy dog eyes versus glare contest when Emma begged for them to eat their dinner in bed but Regina objected, saying it was neither safe nor sanitary, fearing that her bed sheets were about to suffer the consequences. However Emma's twinkling, pleading, cute green eyes melted Regina, and giving one final cheeky, fierce, sexy look, she then signaled for the bed, making the blonde skip towards the bed in joy that she won like a 10 year old. This adorable child-like behaviour caused Regina to smirk and shake her head at the blonde, who by then was already back in bed, laying out their food.
The rest of their night was blissful too. More cuddling, more shared affections, a talk with their son over the phone, as well as Emma's parents, all wanting to take their turn to talk to both Regina and Emma. Then when that was over a conversation struck up when neither blonde or brunette could find anything interesting to watch, after they had spend the better half of the day in bed on Netflix. They had not minded the silence between them. It was tranquil. However once they heard each other's voice over and over again, they both realized how much they missed one another's sound. It was amazing to them how their absence of sound and their voices were equally soothing and peaceful. They wanted silence, yet they wanted to hear each other's voice. It was mind fucking to them, but neither spoke a word of it. It was all secretive thoughts. So instead they spoke about silly nonsense, laughing and making jokes, teasing each other, occasionally giving a small nudge or a cheeky smile. Until things got a little more heated when Emma sought to make a new wisecrack.
"Wanna hear another joke?"
"No thanks" Regina started, "It's enough that I'm looking at one" she teased, giving Emma a wink, causing the blonde to drop her jaw in a playful manner.
"You're so rude" she tried to mess back with Regina.
"Remember when I asked for your opinion?" Regina initiated, pausing briefly, but before the blonde could respond, she continued, "Yeah me neither!"
"Okay that's it!" Emma shot jokingly, as she pulled herself of the mattress and pushed Regina down, causing the brunette to topple over and fall on the pillows, with Emma hovering above her. Her hands jerked back and forth, tickling the brunette at the ribs. "You're gonna pay for that!" she spoke, her hands never ceasing her tickles, whilst the brunette squirmed beneath her, laughing uncontrollably.
Regina tried to grab the blonde's hands to pull them away from her body, but to no avail. She wriggled and twitched, her breathing laboured with laughter and the discomfort that came with being tickled.
"Say please?" the blonde requested, prompting the brunette to shake her head, unable to speak from the giggling.
"Say please!" the blonde demanded this time, her eyes fixated on Regina, whilst her hands and fingers focused on the ribs and sides of the Major.
"No!" she cried out between her chuckles.
"No? You sure?" Emma teased further, raising an eyebrow, as her hands found an even more sensitive spot, right between the third and fourth intercostal muscles.
"Ha hahaha! Emmaaaa!" she exclaimed uselessly for Emma's hands did not terminate their actions. "I can't breathe!" she pleaded, making Emma worry as her movement came to a halt.
"You okay?" she whispered worryingly.
"No…" Regina breathed heavily, "But I will be once I get you back for this!" she shot out as she flipped Emma over, now roles reversed, as the blonde found herself being dominated by the brunette, her hands pinned over her head.
"Whoa … you're stronger than you look!" she uttered in a shocked and impressed voice.
"Don't underestimate me Miss Swan!" Regina husked, giving Emma a seductive and sassy look.
Emma became flustered having the brunette on top of her, pinning her down against the bed, whilst giving her seductive looks. It made Emma's body tingle in all the right places, her body warming up rapidly, her respiratory system compromised, her emerald eyes darkening, and her heart pounding in her chest. She gazed intently into the dark brown eyes until a sudden poke in the ribs caused her to shut her eyes at the slight pain. Emma jerked her body to one side as best as she could, trying to get away from Regina's attacking hands, but the brunette had trapped the blonde's slim body between her legs on either side, and Emma was going nowhere. All she could do was laugh and attempt to grab at the hands that were tickling at her all over her abdomen.
"Oh the Saviour is ticklish huh?" Regina teased.
"Regina!" the blonde squealed, between her gasps.
"Oh we don't like when roles are reversed do we now?"
"Regina stop! Hahaha! Reginaaaa!"
As the final letter rolled off Emma's tongue, she moved forcefully and uncontrollably under Regina's body, jerking her feet around, and with that sudden movement, Regina lost her balance and toppled over onto the blonde. Their bodies became firmly pressed against one another, as Regina's thigh crashed against the blonde's core, making them both gasp at the precipitous contact. Emma's body trembled under Regina's. Her eyes shut. Her breath caught in her throat. Regina observed Emma's involuntarily reaction and she had no idea why, or perhaps she just did not want to admit it to herself, but she relished it. She loved the way Emma responded to their bodies connecting, and she could not help but want to get another reaction from the blonde, prompting her to take her hand that was resting on Emma's side and tuck it underneath the garment, slowly, tantalizingly. Emma instantly responded, releasing all the air she had kept in unknowingly, as she exhaled deeply. Her eyes shot open to find that Regina was actually closer to her than she had thought. Their lips were millimetres apart, their noses almost touching, and she could feel the brunette's warm breath on her. Fuck. Just kiss me she thought. Kiss me Regina please, she begged silently. Her eyes gave her away. The Major could see the desire in the Sheriff's eyes, the lust, and the need.
Emma's head was on overdrive. Thoughts swarming through, entering and exiting and their own free will. She could not understand how she was thinking such things, she just knew she wanted it. She ached for it. She needed to feel what the Queen's lips felt like and how her mouth tasted. She needed to feel the brunette's hands on her, and needed her own hands on the brunette. Fuck she needed her. Just her. She needed Regina. The thoughts quickly became incoherent when Regina's fingers traveled further up Emma's body.
Regina on the other hand was more composed. Her mind was clear. She neither questioned nor worried. She relaxed … into Emma. For some reason beyond her she craved this. To be touching the blonde, to watch her lose herself under her own touch. She had never felt such a strong desire for someone, for somebody's body, touch, eyes … heart. She slightly chuckled at the thought of a heart, seeing as she had literally took people's hearts physically and crushed them into a million pieces. But no, this was different. She didn't want to steal or forcefully take Emma's heart, no, she wanted it to be given to her, to be trusted with it, and to protect it as her own.
"What?" Emma whispered, still struggling to breathe right, when she saw Regina's smile.
"Nothing" Regina husked. I just yearn for your heart, she accepted to admit to herself, but not to the blonde. That slight revelation caused something inside of her to sting and make her body quiver, and suddenly her hands started to glow.
"Regina?" Emma questioned, slight panic evident in her voice.
"Shit!" she exclaimed.
"Hey hey!" Emma brought her attention to her, grabbing the back of her head. "Look at me. Just breathe. Calm down. Everything is okay. I'm here. Shhh just breathe."
Regina did as she was told and slowly the glow started to fade away. Hence Emma proceeded with her method and talked Regina through it, and within minutes Regina's magic had disappeared once again and she was back to her normal state.
Regina sighed in frustration, letting her forehead drop gently against the blonde's. "Thank you!" she whispered.
"Your welcome baby!" she husked.
Fuck. Did I …? Oh my God did I just call her baby?
Regina could see the panic in Emma's eyes, but a quick shy smirk from the brunette fixed that. The Major could not help but smile. She had been addressed intimately by her former lovers but most times she felt uncomfortable or it was one-sided. This was unlike any other. Regina could see the trueness in Emma's eyes, the affection, the tenderness, the care, the want, the need. She knew all those feelings all too well when it came to Emma, and recognizing those feelings in the blonde's eyes made her heart melt at being called that by the Saviour.
Emma, on the other hand, was embarrassed and unsettled. She panicked and if it was not for Regina's eyes lightening up and the coyly smile the brunette gave her, the blonde would have stuffed her face in the nearby pillow in shame, but thankfully it seemed unrequired. So instead she returned the smile, as Regina chuckled lightly.
Emma held Regina's gaze, looking up at the beautiful face above her, their bodies still joined as if they were one framework. Emma observed how the brunette's eyelids seemed heavy, making the Major blink more frequent than usual.
"You should sleep …" she started. "It's been a long day. You must be exhausted."
Indeed she was. The morning's events were eased off through the bath, and the back-rub, and the pleasant cuddling in bed, but Regina still needed to sleep it off. So she nodded her head at the blonde, agreeing for both of them to get their beauty sleep. Consequently when Regina rolled off gently to Emma's side, now laying on the bed, the Sheriff felt the need to depart from the Major's bed. However when the brunette felt her move from her side she instantly grabbed her arm and with a pleading look Emma was convinced to stay. Regina laid down completely on the bed, turned on her side, her back facing Emma. She tugged on Emma's arm to pull her closer. The blonde wrapped her arm around the Queen and with a kiss goodnight on the back of her head, Regina was instantly asleep.
The night was restful for the both of them, besides the minuscule bad dream that was forming in Regina's head, which was quickly soothed away when Regina's turns and mumbles woke up the blonde and she rubbed the brunette's back and kissed her neck, pushing the nightmares away. The rest of the night was harmonious, all through to the early morning.
The following day, Regina found herself following Emma's orders, being forced to get up so they would head to the Major's office to work on her magic. The Queen pretended with Emma that she did not appreciate being bossed around, but the blonde could see the brunette secretly loved that someone was taking responsibility for her. She had a great liking for Emma's attitude: confident, tenacious, and resolute. It was hot, and the brunette could not help but admit it. Yes, it was hot. So the brunette allowed the blonde to order her around: got up, got ready, and within the hour where sitting at Granny's having breakfast.
Regina and Emma loved the fact all of this seemed so normal to them: the waking up next to each other, bodies still pressed together with entangled arms; the sweet throaty good morning greetings; and the heading to town together to have breakfast. Sometimes they acted like a married couple and they both knew it, but never spoke a word of it. They could read each other as if they were in possession of one another's handbook. However they remained fearful to speak about it, unknowing on how to voice their thoughts, their desires and their love. They deduced that if they did not vocalize their musing, their wishes and their affection, then perhaps it would all be concealed, afraid that once it was out, they would not be able to handle the truth. So they did their best to hide it, but the eyes could never lie. Their uncontrollable eyes did unthinkable talking.
After breakfast, they decided to head over to Mary Margaret's loft to visit the Charmings and their son. Thereafter some time well-spent with their family engaging in several different conversions and squishing their son in constant sandwich hugs, Emma and Regina made their way over to her office.
Regina unlocked her door, pulled back the jingling keys, returning them back to her purse, prompting Emma to push the door open and walk inside.
"Well you certainly don't need an invitation" Regina said cheekily, eyeing the blonde, making Emma roll her eyes at her playfully. "What's your plan exactly Swan?" the Major questioned as she entered her office.
"We're going to rectify your magic" Emma smiled pleased with herself, making Regina raise an eyebrow at her.
"Rectify?"
"Yes, you know reform it, polish it …"
"I know what rectify means Swan!" she interrupted her, staring at her fiercely. "I'm surprised you do though. And I believe the word you're actually looking for is rehabilitate or recondition." she smirked sassily, crossing her arms, causing the blonde to give her a disapproving look. "And … I meant how do you suggest we do that?"
"Well … I'm gonna help you practise to control these new feelings while wielding your magic."
"Excuse me what?" shocked Regina exclaimed, dropping her arms to her sides. "You … you're going to teach me … me … magic?"
"Help!" Emma corrected.
"And how do you plan to accomplish such a feat?" she questioned the blonde, waving her hands about for emphasis.
"It's simple Regina. Just talk to me about your feelings whilst making magic."
"What?" Regina exclaimed, her eyes almost bulging out of her head. "How is that going to help?"
"You'll learn to control your emotions and magic simultaneously. Your magic will start to become one with these new emotions. You'll recondition your magic to work with these new feelings."
Regina smiled at her choice of words feeling rather triumphant, completely ignoring Emma for a moment.
"Regina" Emma sang her name, snapping the brunette back to her.
"This is the worst idea you've ever had! And you're dating a pirate!" she shot at her, gaining her a half-head tilt with a slight glare from the blonde.
"Why are you so sure this won't work?" she questioned, vaguely pouting at Regina.
"Why are you so sure it will?" the brunette cross-examined.
"Because I don't see you having a better plan Madam Major" she mocked amusingly, giving a slight bow. "And there has to be something we can do, so the least we can do is try and …"
"Fail!" Regina interrupted, making Emma huff and puff in frustration.
"We need to have hope … there's always light at the end of the tunnel!" she smiled.
"Yes, well, that light could also be an incoming train." she smirked back friskily.
"Regina!" the blonde exclaimed in annoyance, but could not help the smile that formed at the corner of her mouth.
"Fine!" Regina agreed.
"Good, thank you" Emma beamed at Regina happily, clapping her hands once as a sign of, "Let's get to work."
"What does the Saviour require me to do then?" Regina asked, giving Emma a look that was more sexual than required, causing the blonde to go red.
"Tell me something …" she started, bringing herself out of her flustered state. " … whilst putting a shield around your office."
"Something about what?" Regina eyed the blonde, her voice slightly shaking at Emma's insinuation.
Regina received a gaping look from the blonde. "You know what! About these new feelings you're having. Talk about them. Whatever you want." Emma suggested with a smile, but the brunette simply responded with a seem-like disgusted look. "Just … something." Emma pleaded.
"Okay" the Major reluctantly agreed. "Is it weird to talk about your Mother?" she questioned, to be receipt of Emma shaking her head, willing her to proceed.
The former Evil Queen raised her arms, preparing to induce some magic. She sighed and with a final glance at Emma, she opened her mouth to speak.
"I'm … grateful that Snow White and I are … on good terms." she said as she put up a shield around her office.
Nothing happened. Least nothing out of the ordinary. Her enchantment functioned like on normal circumstances. She formed the shield effortlessly without any inconvenience. Therefore she looked Emma with questioning eyes, to find the blonde looking at her fixedly expressing her criticism.
"What?" the Major examined Emma's face.
"I'm grateful for cinnamon." she spoke, causing the brunette to give her a rather confused look. "It's not enough Regina!" Emma chuckled.
"Well what do you want me to say exactly?" she pouted in frustration.
"It's not what you say …" Emma began, stepping closer to the brunette and placed her hand over the Major's heart. "It's what you feel." she whispered, making the brunette sigh. "Look … you know how you said that Snow held your hand that night, and that's when it happened?" she reminded her, as Regina nodded. "Well it's like that … it's the spur of the moment. Your true emotions. We need to … create a moment …"
"And how are we supposed to do that?" the brunette interrupted the Saviour.
"Well … for some reason it seems to happen a lot in relation to me … when you got upset when we argued yesterday morning, and last night …"
"So?" Regina cut in once again.
"So I'm just saying that maybe … we could talk about us and how it makes you feel" Emma suggested, falling into a whisper.
"Us?" she whispered back.
"Us." the Sheriff husked looking fixedly at the women before her. "I'll just ask you some stuff and we'll talk". Emma said pulling her hand away from Regina's chest, moving it up to cup her face. "Trust me".
"Emma - "
"Trust me!" Emma spoke softly but assertively.
"Okay." Regina agreed, making her way over to her desk, sitting on the edge, crossing her legs, waiting for Emma's interrogation.
"Don't forget to use magic." she reminded her, prompting Regina to think on what she was possibly going to do next. "Here…" Emma said grabbing a vase and walking over to the dark-haired woman with it. "Break this!"
"What?" Regina shot at her.
"It's not like you can't fix it!"
"Fine" the brunette waved her hands in the air in agreement. "Well?" she encouraged the blonde to get on with it.
"Why did you lose control yesterday morning when I left you?" she questioned, gazing at her.
"I um … I didn't want to push you away. I … I feared that I went too far and that I had lost you. The um … the fear that crept in that I could lose someone again … you … it terrified me." Regina turned her gaze away from Emma over to the vase and slowly lifted her hands to elevate the vase to prepare to shatter it into a million pieces. " I felt … afraid … regretful… guilty."
"Why don't you want to lose me?" Emma questioned, as she watched the vase slightly cracking, whilst Regina vaguely winced at the pain the magic was starting to cause her.
"I … You're the best thing that happened to me Swan. Without you I wouldn't have Henry … your very existence is the greatest thing to happen to me. It gave me Henry.
"Just Henry?" she questioned, knowing there was more.
"No …" she gasped slightly at the more rigid pain as the vase started to fall apart. " You … brought something into my life that I never thought I would have … salvation. You saved me from myself. You made me feel like I could be redeemed for all the bad things I did … be forgiven. You … ahhhhh" she yelled out as the vase broke suddenly and violently into pieces.
Emma rushed to her and grabbed her hands. "Hey hey… are you alright?"
"Yeah" Regina sighed in relief.
"You're doing great! … I what?"
"Huh?"
"You were going say something!"
"You also gave me one thing I thought I would never have again …" she began, removing her hand from Emma's to focus them over the fragments of ceramic. She twirled her hands and steadily the vase was reforming its base.
"What's that?" Emma encouraged her to finish.
Regina turned her gaze away from the vase over to Emma. " … hope … hope for my heart to be … whole again … for it to belong to someone thoroughly … to be home."
Emma stared at Regina quietly, trying to figure out what she meant, prompting Regina to continue.
"There has always been a saying … home is where the heart is?" she questioned Emma making sure she got it right, and it was confirmed with the blonde giving her a slight but evident nod. "I thought I would never feel home again … thought I'd never have my heart belong to anyone so completely … you changed that Emma."
As Emma was about to speak her confusion Regina yelled as the magic vibrated through her, bringing the vase to its former intact state. She exhaled away her pain, steadying back her breathing.
"I don't understand" Emma husked shaking her head. But maybe she did understand, she just was not sure she could believe it.
"We're playing with fire Emma" she whispered, tears forming in her eyes, as she stood up from the desk. "Please don't feed the flame."
"Regina -" Emma tried but was cut off.
"I don't wanna get burned" she pleaded, walking away from the blonde, giving the blonde her back so she would not see the tears streaming down her face.
"Regina …" Emma begged the brunette, as she walked behind her.
The Saviour gently grabbed the Queen's arm from behind, making Regina gasp at the sudden unexpected contact.
"Regina" Emma pleaded one last time. The blonde was confused on what was going on, but all she truly cared about was Regina. She could see how torn she was and she had no idea what to do or how to help. "Regina talk to me!" the blonde made an emotional appeal.
"I can't" the brunette cried, causing the blonde to circle around to come face to face with Regina, but the Major rapidly looked the other way once more. "I can't do this Swan. I can't take it. I don't know what …" she stopped unable to speak further.
The blonde waited. She waited for Regina to turn back around or utter another word, but she did not. Emma could suspect what the brunette meant, but was suspicion enough? Could she just assume? She did not know if she understood it at all herself let alone be able to be presume what Regina implied. What's happening? Her head spun and her stomach turned.
"Regina" Emma husked so soft and lovingly it made Regina instantly bite her lips. Her knees went weak and her heart pounded in her chest. She gasped for air, her upper body rising and falling, as she tried to breathe. Breathe Regina, she told herself. Fuck. Don't Regina. Urghhh fuck it.
Fuck it.
Regina turned rapidly to face Emma and used her momentum from her rotation to bolt towards the blonde. No more hesitation. No more fretting. Nothing. None. Just action. Regina's lips crashed with Emma's.
Yes, I stopped it there because I'm evil. *villainous laugh* Haha Hope you guys enjoyed it. I'll update as soon as I can, I promise. Let me know your thoughts please :')