A/N: I'm back! Enjoy, and please review, dearies! M rating in full (positive) force, though BRIEF TW for passing reference to abuse.
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Emma was a liar. Maybe she was even a villain. But Regina was a villain too, and she was beginning to hope that even villains might have a chance at happy endings.
Caught by Emma's smile, Regina felt her own mouth mimic it. There was so much to be said, but at the same time, there was nothing at all. Regina looked at Emma, standing in the tatters of a life the princess had never wanted anyway. She reached out for Emma's hand; Emma gave it. Then she gently turned Emma around and began to unfasten the dress.
Regina was slow, soft with every touch. Emma had never felt so precious. The dress fell to the floor; Emma stepped out of it. Her once-white undergarments gave both women more insight into the appalling way Emma had been treated at "home". With a flick of her wrist and still without a word, Regina transported them to her bathroom and guided a magically naked Emma into a bath of warm water.
Emma gasped as the water touched her dirty, tired skin. Still dressed, Regina followed Emma into the bath and began to wash her, moving carefully and continuously until all visible traces of what Emma had endured were washed away.
"Do you wish to talk about it?" Regina asked. They were not face to face: her back leant on the side of the pool-like bath and Emma's back rested on her. Emma stood straighter, but did not turn around.
"No," Emma said softly.
Regina nodded as Emma turned around. Emma transported them this time, to Regina's bedchamber. The room held many memories, some of which could not help but make Regina's cheeks flush. Emma smiled.
"Don't worry about everything," she encouraged. "I've known they were idiots for years. I also know that I got away from them, just like I did before, and that they cannot make me ashamed of what I am. Who I am. And nothing and no one can stop me loving you, Regina. So I invite you, not as your employee, but as your passionate, desperate lover, what would you have me do?"
In the morning, Regina would not be satisfied by such a swift dismissal of the crimes of Emma's parents, but for now, they were the last thing either woman wanted to think about, and Regina could resist her lust no longer.
"Kiss me," she breathed. Her dress dissolved into a purple mist as Emma's mouth met hers. Emma wondered briefly if she had dissolved her underwear too, or if she had not been wearing any to start with.
There was a new level to Emma's kisses, for now she held nothing back. With no secrets, no fears of discovery, she could let go of her mind entirely, and let her heart rule her body. Regina parted her lips invitingly; Emma eagerly accepted the invitation as her hands explored newly bared skin. Regina felt her abdomen light up with anticipation as Emma's skilled fingers caressed her body.
They pulled each other closer, moving together in a strengthening rhythm as sparks seemed to fly between them. They kissed as if on borrowed time, because it was time they never thought they would have. Emma was in love, something she had not thought possible, not after the horrific example of true love in her parents. And Regina was feeling things she had never thought she would feel again, as well as things she had never experienced at all.
As the kiss deepened, their touches became more and more frenzied. They pulled harder, held tighter, fingernails dragged against skin and teeth caught on lips, then necks, then lower. Emma pushed Regina to the edge of the bed; Regina sat as her knees were parted; she gasped as Emma brushed past her now aching core and up to lean over her, kneading her breasts with strong hands, rolling her nipples. Emma leaned lower, taking another kiss, meeting Regina's eyes, huge and dark with desire.
"I missed you," Emma said softly, smiling at the hunger she found in Regina. After one more kiss to swollen lips, Emma moved across Regina's jaw, then down to the sensitive area at the base of her neck. She echoed the motion of her mouth and tongue with her lower body, pressing against Regina, her stomach sliding against copious amounts of wetness.
"I missed you too," Regina said, though it was all too obvious. She reached for whatever she could, her hands eventually resting in Emma's hair, half stroking, half trying to pull Emma lower. Emma did not tease for too long; she hoped with all her heart that there would be plenty of time for that in nights to come.
She trailed kisses over Regina's breasts, ribs, and stomach. Regina inhaled sharply as hands moved from her sides to her inner thighs, spreading her legs further. She arched her back as Emma's tongue made its first sweep of her sex. Emma savoured the taste, licking her lips. Regina wanted to scream; Emma's head was just out of reach, and she was seconds from touching herself to relieve the building pressure that was only just heavenly rather than painful.
Emma smiled, knowing exactly what she was doing. She pressed back in, her tongue still slow, working around and towards Regina's clit. Regina exploded in seconds, shattering over Emma as she was guided through a violent orgasm.
When she had gathered herself enough to move, she sat up, wiping tears from her eyes.
"Thank you for coming back to me," she said, smiling, slightly embarrassed as she noticed a streak of her essence still glistening on Emma's cheek.
"Thank you for taking me back," Emma replied, following Regina's eyes and wiping the streak away with a different kind of smile.
"But you speak too soon," Regina said, a twinkle in her wet eyes. "For I have yet to take you, Emma Swan."
Emma stood, holding her hands out at her sides.
"You're right. So what are you waiting for, Regina?"
At the use of her name, Regina rose to her feet, copying Emma's position, entwining their fingers.
"I…" It was on the tip of her tongue, but still she could not say it. She resolved to show it, instead.
She turned them until their earlier positions were reversed, though Emma remained standing. Then, after a long kiss as she enjoyed the taste of herself in Emma's mouth, Regina dropped to her knees. She moved to separate their hands but Emma held on, keeping them on a level despite what she thought Regina was trying to say. Regina adapted, in a way relishing the idea of putting her newfound oral abilities to the test.
She took less time than Emma, finding the way inside with her tongue and collecting the unique taste she was hoping to become very used to. She kissed Emma's sex with all the reverence her princess deserved, humming with pleasure as she felt Emma's body wind tighter and tighter.
Emma let out a series of curses and moans as Regina experimented with wide circular movements that zeroed in until she was sucking Emma's throbbing center right into her mouth.
Emma came with a cry that might have woken the whole castle if Regina's room had not been soundproofed, and Regina instinctively maintained pressure, eliciting further shouts of pleasure, and a rare rush of liquid that Emma blamed on the relief of honesty.
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They continued their lovemaking late into the night, until Emma fell sound asleep. Regina watched the blonde's chest rise and fall and tried again to whisper what she was burning to say.
I love you.
But the words would not form. She stroked Emma's hair and wondered when the bubble would burst. For it had to burst. There was no way this could last, there was no way she could be happy.
She lay back in the bed, closing her eyes, but she did not sleep. She found herself thinking back to the night twenty two years ago, when she had made the first good decision of her adult life. Henry was Rumple's grandson. That was a mess she did not look forward to being tangled up in, though with Emma beside her, perhaps it wouldn't be so bad.
Emma beside her. Wouldn't that be nice. Emma stirred, her hand reaching blindly across the bed. Regina took it, stroking the fingers with her own.
"I love you," Regina said absentmindedly, her voice lifting a little with surprise as she realised what she had just done, as if it was the most normal thing in the world.
"I love you too," Emma mumbled.
A pulse of golden energy burst from Regina's heart, spreading out through the room, through the castle, through the forest. Emma's eyes sprang open and she sat up and stared at Regina. Regina stared back, wide eyed.
"I think," she said, deadly quiet, "that we just broke a curse."
"You love me," Emma stated, a bemused grin forming on her face.
Regina attempted a look of nonchalance. "So it would seem."