AN: Disclaimer: I own the story, not the characters or Once Upon a Time.
XX
Regina couldn't take it any longer. She closed the distance between them in an instant, slamming Emma against the wall. Regina could feel the heat intensifying in her core, and she gasped as Emma's thigh pushed against her. Regina threw her head back, letting out a hearty moan that reverberated throughout the air, and she could feel herself instantly grow wet, a heat pooling at her center that paralleled nothing she'd ever felt before. Emma nipped lightly at her throat, trailing kisses lower and lower before she finally reached her cleavage, gently licking at the mounds on proud display. One by one, Emma slowly popped the buttons of Regina's button up, gasping quietly when she finally, gloriously shrugged the shirt off. Emma's hands found the buttons on Regina's trousers, and she had nearly slipped them off when a bright light woke her with a start.
XX
Emma groaned and stretched her arms, grinning at the tickle of soft brown hair on her nose. Regina was sound asleep, and Emma had no interest in moving the woman who clung to her for dear life. A quick glance at the clock, however, shattered Emma's dreams rather quickly; it was almost 9 am, and they really needed to get ready to leave. Emma trailed her fingertips one by one down Regina's cheek, sighing softly when a radiant smile was her prize. She relished the melody of Regina's groan, and briefly wondered if the brunette had found herself in a compromising dream, as well. Emma leaned down, nearly kissing her former teacher; chocolate eyes grew wide in response, and Emma moved at the last minute to kiss Regina's forehead instead, a pained expression on her face. Regina nodded solemnly, wrapping her arms tight around the blonde.
"I want.."
Emma whispered almost fearfully into the silence between them.
"I know, love. I know."
XX
Two and a half hours later saw Emma and Regina freshly showered and packed. Emma loaded the remainder of their luggage into the trunk of Regina's Benz whilst the brunette finished styling her hair. Emma returned to find Regina changing her clothing, and a soft groan escaped from her lips at her former teacher's olive skin. Emma burned red, turning around and missing the smirk Regina gave the mirror.
"See something you like, Miss Swan?"
Emma spun on her heels, marching over to Regina's place in front of the vanity, and leaned down, gently kissing Regina's ear lobe before hissing confirmation into her ear. Regina's moan gave Emma chills, but she damn sure wouldn't let the brunette win; if Regina was going to tease her, she'd give her a taste of her own medicine. Regina's hand immediately snaked up, coiling into Emma's blonde tresses, bringing her mouth ever closer. Emma closed her eyes, sighing softly into what would be her and Regina's first kiss, but a shrill tone made them jump apart, Regina clearing her throat and looking pointedly at Emma.
"Of course," Emma glared at the offending phone she'd removed from her back pocket before answering.
"What, Rubes?"
Regina smirked at the blonde. She could pretend to be irritated with her best friend, but even Regina knew better. A look of concern washed over Emma, and she reluctantly hung up on her best friend, grabbing the television remote and turning to the weather channel.
"What's wrong love?" Regina need not have asked, as she looked in irritation at the blizzard predicted for the following week. Pinching the bridge of her nose, she looked warily at Emma, who, it seemed, was already calling her parents.
"Do you still wish to go, Miss Swan?"
Emma looked close to tears, and Regina knew that the blonde had been excited for this trip for ages. She, too, had grown somewhat excited, for more than one reason. The thought of spending Emma's coming of age in a hotel room made the brunette blush, and she shook her head to clear her thoughts as Emma hung up the phone.
"Well, Mary Margaret and David said they don't mind if I go, but that in the event it snows heavily they don't want me driving back in it. So...maybe we might have to stay a few days longer than we had initially planned?"
Regina nodded, a wicked grin materializing on her face.
"That would hardly be an issue, love."
Emma could only give Regina a thumbs up.
XX
2:30 PM
"Are we there yet?"
Regina sighed, sneaking a glance at Emma, who shrugged nonchalantly.
"I'm only kidding.."
"Mmmhm, sure you are. No, my dear, we are not there yet. But we are halfway!"
Emma sighed softly, stretching her legs and placing her hand softly on Regina's thigh.
"Long as I'm with you.."
Regina's olive skin burned crimson once more.
XX
3:45 PM
"So, tell me about the hotel."
Regina remained quiet, a look of embarrassment briefly clouding her face.
"What's wrong? It can't be that bad can it? Oh god, we're not staying in a $25 per night motel are we?"
Regina snorted rather unattractively.
"Hardly, Miss Swan."
"Well then, Miss Mills, what's the issue? Surely we're not staying at the Four Seasons, am I right?"
At this, Regina shushed Emma, concentrating on signaling her lane change and merging onto the highway.
XX
5:00 PM
"Miss Swan? Miss Swan..."
Regina gently nudged Emma awake. She hated to interrupt the blonde's power nap, but they had arrived at their hotel. Emma groggily opened her eyes, yawning while she stretched. Her eyes grew instantly wide as she looked at the gentleman waiting to take their car, and she scrambled to remove her seatbelt and depart from the car. The kindly elder gentleman nodded briefly at her, welcoming her to the Four Seasons Boston and wishing her the best stay possible. Emma's jaw dropped and she gave Regina an incredulous look.
"Too much, Miss Swan..?"
Regina nervousness was obvious, and Emma immediately felt bad, shaking her head violently.
"No, n-no.. I just, I've never stayed at such a fancy place.."
Regina blushed yet again, looking downcast.
"I figured, I thought you might enjoy it.."
Emma gratefully grabbed Regina's hand, squeezing tightly and giving the brunette the most genuine smile she could muster.
"I love it, truly."
The smile Regina gave her in return melted Emma's heart.
XX
The next hour was a whirlwind for Emma. The Four Seasons was definitely fancier than any place Emma had ever been. Regina dragged her to the service desk, where an extraordinarily polite lady awaited the duo with room keys in hand.
"Welcome back, Miss Mills, and it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Miss Swan."
"Thank you dear, I presume our room is ready?"
"Yes, of course, Miss Mills. Room 602, as always. Your luggage will arrive quite shortly. Might I suggest a quick tour for Miss Swan?"
Regina nodded politely.
"I do believe she would enjoy that, yes."
"Right this way, ladies."
Emma could feel them stare as she passed by, holding Regina's hand for dear life. She wasn't ashamed of Regina in the slightest; yet, she felt as if maybe Regina should be ashamed of her. Regina, for all intents and purposes, was perfect, and Emma could not bare to be the one to mar that perfection. Regina had grown up in wealth, and Emma was so far removed from this entire situation that she almost felt nauseous. Regina, for her part, seemed to notice, and she did her best to assuage Emma's fears by introducing her to everyone they passed by. The entire staff seemed to know Regina, and Emma briefly wondered why that was; a tinge of jealousy burned her insides briefly at the thought of Regina bringing another woman here. This fire was quickly soothed, however, when Regina introduced Emma to the head chef and he gasped in audible surprise.
"Miss Mills, you bring a guest today eh?"
His French accent was endearing, and Emma decided at once that she adored him. His tone suggested Regina had not often introduced him to her partner, and that made Emma feel as if she were in the right place. She vaguely glanced down at Regina's attire; even in dark, tight jeans and a blazer Regina looked all business, but Emma's own casual attire did not seem to bother the French chef, who had begun smiling intently at the blonde. Regina blushed deeply before clearing her throat.
"Indeed, Jacques, and I trust you will treat her as well as you've treated me?"
"Why, but of course!" Jacques bowed deeply, taking Emma's hand and kissing her fingers before straightening up and snapping, his staff immediately standing at attention.
"The great Regina Mills is here today, with a guest!"
Regina's skin continued burning red as the kitchen staff fled their positions to get a look at the person they believed and hoped would finally tie Regina down. Emma smiled, introducing herself to every single individual before Regina cleared her throat and hurried her away from the kitchen, all but scowling as Jacques laughed heartily, waving at the duo and singing a lovely tune in his maiden tongue.
XX
Emma was exhausted. They'd walked for what had seemed like miles, Four Seasons staff greeting Regina like family every step of the way. Emma was taken to the dining room and the fitness center. Emma was shown the botanical gardens, the spa, the indoor pool. Throughout the experience, though, Emma couldn't help but sneak shy glances at Regina, who often caught herself doing the same. Finally, the duo parted ways with the concierge and made their way to the room. Emma noted with mild curiosity that there were very few doors on the sixth floor, but shrugged that thought off until Regina inserted her key into the door slot and held the door open for her. Emma gasped at the sight that awaited her. The hotel room was the size of a small apartment. Emma whirled around and looked at Regina, who once more gave her a slightly embarrassed look.
"Miss Mills, is this...the Presidential Suite..?"
Regina nodded and looked away once more.
"Well that's cool as hell."
"Language, Miss Swan."
Emma grinned, grabbing Regina and pulling her tightly against her.
"I love it, truly."
Regina smiled softly at the blonde, kissing her lightly on the forehead.
"Wait until you see the bathroom."
XX
Regina walked Emma around the hotel room, noting with amused embarrassment the platter of roses and chocolate covered strawberries Jacques had apparently sent up in their absence. Emma's mouth dried instantly upon seeing the shower, for it was more than big enough for two people, and she could very easily see the two showering together. Emma gasped when they made their way onto the balcony, the lights of the city around them reflecting in her eyes. Regina realized in that moment she might truly be in love with Emma Swan, and the terror that these feelings induced made her dizzy. She quickly grasped the railing, and Emma immediately noticed the change in her demeanor. Emma grabbed her hand, pulling the brunette to her once more, wrapping her arms around her and rubbing circles in the small of her back.
"I've got you," she whispered quietly, and Regina knew it to be true.
XX
The next hour saw Emma and Regina unpacking their luggage. Regina hung clothes up whilst Emma placed the remainder in the dresser across from their bed. Emma shivered at the thought of sharing a bed with Regina, and quietly hoped to herself that their future would hold more of that. The duo sat down to pizza (Emma insisted, of course), and Emma called her parents to inform them that they were fine and had made it to the hotel safely. Regina simply smiled throughout the conversation, and when Emma was done, they clinked their glasses of water together in a toast. Emma seemed nervous, and Regina raised a perfectly sculpted eyebrow at her in response.
"Miss Swan, is something the matter?"
Emma half nodded, half shrugged, and Regina felt her heart sink with the blonde's next words.
"Can we talk..?"