Hey babes! Sorry I kept you waiting… I'm not gonna lie, I was emotionally dealing with the loss of Lexa kom Trikru :O
I must say… I think the "revolution" it's sparked concerning queerbating and the whole "bury your gays"-trope could really mean a lot for our future representation in TV series!
If you haven't heard about what's going on, go check it out on Tumblr or Twitter.
Search for Lexa or The 100, find out what it's all about and join the revolution ;)
Even if you're not into the show, it's about more than that.
Just saying… who knows the makers of OUAT suddenly realize it's time for a change… or well, justice (highly unlikely xD)
Anyways… I did my best to write you guys a chapter
:) and it pretty much goes like
this…
CHAPTER 14
"Thank you for tonight." Regina breathes the words in the crook of her girlfriend's neck, alternating every other word with one or two soft, tingly kisses.
The feeling makes the blonde's breath hitch as her body relaxes into her lover's embrace.
"You cooked." She furrows her eyebrows while tilting her head a little to look at Regina
"I mean about what you did for Henry, dummy."
The brunette rolls her eyes and moves her body a tiny bit higher onto the blonde's so their lips brush effortlessly.
"Oh that…" Emma grins wide and nods. "that was something else." She chuckles warmly thinking back of that moment Henry'd asked her for her help.
As entirely strange as it may seem, it had made her feel so important and of value in Henry's life.
She felt absolutely honored to be the one showing the little boy how to pee standing, as ridiculous as that sounds.
"You're so good with him. I can imagine that it mustn't have been simple but tonight really meant a lot to me."
Regina rests her body on top of the younger woman's, relaxing entirely and allowing their heartbeats to sync.
"Actually… it was… not that difficult. It was a little bonding moment." Emma smiles and sighs before quickly adding.
"If that's okay for me to say."
Another eye roll, not that Emma sees it as Regina's resting her head half against the girl's shoulder and half atop of the pillow nestled into blonde messy hair.
"Of course." She verbally confirms before getting curious. "So, how did it go?"
Emma chuckles softly and hums recollecting how adorable the kid had behaved.
"Oh he was the cutest." She tells his mother. "Initially he wanted to keep his pants on, like he saw me doing... you know, just take out his penis and pee."
Regina snorts amused and grins wide, before kissing the side of her girlfriend's head affectionately.
"go on." She tells the girl who's now squirming and starting to giggle a little as well. So cutely and so beautifully.
"I told him… all in good time… and he surprisingly instantly agreed."
Emma goes on, sounding almost as impressed as she'd felt by Henry's obedience towards her.
"Of course... You're his Emma." Regina smiles and so logically says.
"Yeah." Emma breathes out, pauses a few seconds and bites her lip at the thought of perhaps being of real importance in the boy's life.
"And so yeah then I just taught him how to aim and he did really great."
She doesn't tell Regina how she'd pulled petals from her flower arrangement in the bathroom for Henry to aim at.
The boy had giggled and loved the fact he and Emma were doing something they weren't supposed to.
"Again!" He'd happily exclaimed after successfully causing for a pink petal to drown. His big green eyes had looked up into Emma's
who'd been having the hardest time to not break out in laughter at the way his energy had just switched from extreme concentration to hyper-enthusiastic.
"I think you're done for now, kid." She'd tilted her head and told him, hunched down on one knee so they could be face to face.
He'd looked at her for a couple of seconds and then back down at his penis as if staring at it long and hard enough would make it have to pee again.
"I'll tell you what… Next time you have to go and I'm here you can stand up again… how does that sound?"
She'd reasonably offered and squeezed his little shoulder to get his attention.
"Promise?" He'd asked her, nearly breaking her heart with the way he was looking at her the way only a stray puppy and Henry Mills can.
"Promise." She'd smiled and nodded while reaching for the roll of toilet paper.
She hadn't really been certain how to explain or describe the perfect movement to shake yourself as dry as possible
so just to be sure she'd ripped off a piece of paper and given it to him.
"Make sure little Henry's dry, kid." He'd laughed loudly and she'd shaken her head and loved how it'd made her feel so very accomplished.
"Now you always always always want to make sure to put the toilet seat back down. Okay?"
She'd done it for him this time, demonstrating how to do it quietly rather than slamming the thing down.
But of course the seat had been one of those fancy ones that lowers slowly and silently with the smallest push. It shouldn't have surprised her.
"Okay." He nodded once before asking. "Why?"
and quickly pulled up his underwear and pants, all at once and held out his little hands,
having learned to always wash his hands first before touching anything else.
"Out of respect for you mom. Otherwise she always has to put the toilet seat down before she can go, just because we want to do our business standing up.
It's not fun for her. We don't want there to be anything not fun for her, do we?" Emma told him while holding out a dark green towel while he washed his hands.
"I'll always put the toilet seat down."
Henry instantly agreed and nodded almost formally as Emma had to contain herself from chuckling at the cute display of how serious Henry was taking this.
Not that that was misplaced… but it just confirmed what she'd already known…
he's got the biggest and kindest heart and was raised to be just the sweetest gentleman.
Emma silently hopes she'll never forget how exactly this small mile stone of an event for Henry had gone, if only to tease him about it when he's a teenager. That thought takes her off guard, causing for her to blush. Feverishly so.
She quickly clears her throat and tells her girlfriend
"He did well. I promised to assist him to the bathroom a couple more times until he really has the hang of it, if that's alright?"
Silently hoping for the older woman not to notice how her heart rate must have picked up just now.
"Of course, thank you." Regina hums and smiles while tracing Emma's shoulder. The one she isn't resting on.
"He also said you never let him try it." The blonde then tilts her head a little, searching eye contact.
Regina sighs and shakes her head when green meets brown.
"I guess I always just postponed it… since it is perfectly possible to sit down and pee… " She pauses and glares pointedly at Emma for dramatic effect.
"but of course… when my girlfriend is setting a certain example it's impossible to deny him that he can't at least try it…"
and smirks, causing for Emma to roll her eyes this time.
"He was going to try it eventually." The girl chuckles.
"I know…" The older woman nods and then softly adds.
"but I'm so glad you were there to help him."
"I just gave some simple instructions."
Emma blushes a little and then shrugs the compliment off as if it doesn't warm her entirely… but who is she kidding?
Absolutely nobody since Regina can look right through her. The smile tugging at the corners of those pretty pink lips makes Regina smile as well.
"Regardless, it really made a difference for him." She says, staring at Emma's face and the way it softens and brightens by hearing the truth.
"You think?" The girl then asks, surprisingly bashful.
"I know so… he feels all grown up now. Did you not notice how he cleaned up his plate without me having to ask him?"
"He did, didn't he?" Emma hoarsely laughs, feeling how she's growing sleepy but still is unwilling to actually fall asleep and have this day come to an end.
"Oh yes, because he's a big boy now."
The brunette chuckles as well and shifts her body a little again, snuggling even closer against the younger woman.
"I'm… proud of him." Emma breathes out softly.
"I'm proud of the both of you."
Regina kisses her cheek and leaves her lips to rest onto the soft skin for a moment while slowly inhaling the girl's intoxicating scent.
Both women hum blissfully, enjoying the quietness and each other.
"That story you told Henry... about the purple planet" Regina suddenly begins again.
"Hmm" She gets a single nod and a small smile from Emma before continuing.
"I never heard that one before." With which she actually asks, where did you get that story from?
"Makes sense." The girl shrugs and nods and smiles again.
"How so?" Regina gently asks her in seemingly great interest.
Emma seems to think before speaking this time… She inhales slowly and licks her lips before saying
"I like to make up bedtime stories as I go."
"Oh" The older woman nods and continues to look at Emma expectantly. Eager to learn as much as possible about the girl.
As much as she's willing to share which she hopes eventually will be absolutely everything.
Another few seconds of pensive silence and then Emma softly shares some more.
"In our group homes there weren't usually any books to read stories from... which tend to be difficult because a lot of the little ones had trouble falling asleep."
The emotional crack in her voice betrays how painful the reasons for their sleeplesness must have been.
"So I had to get creative and I just made up stories. Hen loves everything space-related so I try to make up ones he'll like."
They look at each other for a while, hearing and feeling their own and the other's heartbeat increase exponentially with each passing moment.
"What?" Emma's the first one to break the silence.
"Just… your endless beauty amazes me, Emma Swan."
It's all Emma needs to be rendered entirely speechless and amazed herself.
On automatic pilot she reaches up to tug away a stray of brunette hair behind her girlfriend's ear
and lets her hand slide towards her lover's neck to pull her in and connect them by the lips.
The millisecond before their mouth's collide and Emma's exhale becomes Regina's inhale, the older woman can't help but moan out softly.
The volume of a whimper the intensity of a scream.
Her fingertips find Emma's sides as their tongues commence their dance of tenderness. They both taste deeply and languidly.
Slowly and gently and most of all… so very intimately. It's the kind of kiss shared between soulmates causing for time to stand still.
Eyes closed only to see so much better… to see her so much clearer. Her and her alone.
As they literally speak in tongues, sharing admissions no one but them could ever grasp.
Admission, for now impossible to be admitted in English but that need to be shown regardless.
And as the night had already been dark before they started, there's no way of knowing how long all of it lasts.
This kissing that is much warmer than it is heated. More wanted and needed than anything…
When gradually, Emma's movements start to slow and grow more lazy,
Regina gently draws back a little so she can look her girlfriend in the eye and says "You're tired aren't you?"
"I'm not too tired..."
Emma cutely smiles and bites her lip a tiny bit while just barely managing to raise her right eyebrow enough to come across as convincing.
Regina chuckles and shakes her head while softly massaging her girlfriend's scalp.
"It's okay darling." She whispers soothingly.
"But don't you wanna...? I can get hard still…, just give me a minute"
Emma raspily says and slowly pushes her hips up into Regina's, creating some friction against her core.
"I know that… but there's no pressure sweetheart... It's not because you're staying over that we have to have sex.
I know you had a stressful day plus I can see you're tired."
The brunette softly says, sounding so very understanding and calm and just content with… just being together.
"Are you sure it's okay?" Emma says, at this point unable to not yawn.
"Of course..." The older woman hums and rubs their noses together affectionately. "I'm just happy you're here"
"Me too." The girl smiles and nods enjoying another sample of those amazing plump lips against her own.
"Hey Regina?" She then croaks, sounding tired and cute. Just the way her name rolls off of the blonde's tongue is making Regina tingle.
"Hmm"
"I kind of promised Henry I'd stay tomorrow." Emma tells her, already slowly sinking away.
"You better." Regina grins happily, watching her lover's eyes slip closed and taking in how she just completely relaxes before she's about to entirely doze off.
"It's okay with you?" Comes Emma's very last murmur.
And even though the girl obviously can't see it anymore, Regina smiles and shakes her head from side to side.
She inhales slowly and swallows once, feeling strangely overwhelmed by all that Emma's making her feel.
"I wasn't planning on letting you leave anyways." She truthfully says, inwardly realizing she really means… never ever.
"Here, put this on." Regina swiftly gives her girlfriend something Emma's sure she hasn't seen before.
"What's that?" The blonde furrows a brow and raises the other while unfolding the piece of light grey fabric that was just handed to her.
Upon realizing exactly what it is she scrunches up her nose and softly groans.
"Something more comfortable." Regina offers her a small smile, silently hoping this will be easy. Quickly realizing it won't.
"No thank you." Emma snorts, on her turn hoping this subject will be easily averted. Looking at Regina and then quickly realizing, it won't.
"You're not staying in your jeans all Sunday." Regina shrugs and just lays out this simple fact for her girlfriend to come to terms with.
"What's wrong with my jeans?" Emma pouts and shakes her head, not understanding what the big deal is.
"Nothing. There's nothing wrong with your jeans. But you promised Henry pajamas... Now put this on."
She had. During breakfast, Emma'd told Henry they'd have a lazy day in. And yes… she'd promised pajama's.
But what she'd really meant was that she'd convince his mom it was okay for him to stay in pajama's all day…
Not that she'd be wearing something other than her own clothes. Certainly not sweatpants.
"But babe..." She groans again. This time louder as she shakes her head while looking down.
Cutely resembling a certain little boy on one of his -though admittedly rare- tantrums when he doesn't get what he wants, Regina affectionately notes.
"No. That's not going to work." She rolls her eyes but can't help but smile nonetheless.
"But the fabric is super thin you'll see all my stuff." Emma quietly says, painfully aware of how childish she's sounding at the moment.
And it sucks but she can't seem to help it.
"Your stuff?" Regina snorts a little amused, although she's also aware of Emma's honest reluctance towards wearing the garment.
"My junk." Emma furrows her brow and lightly snaps not liking in the least having to specify something that's already so obvious.
Especially because she feels so damned awkward about it.
"It's not hanging out Emma. You'll be wearing underwear and sweatpants. It will be fine."
Regina logically says… her voice soft and smooth as she hopes for Emma to see reason.
And well, of course Emma does as Regina tells her… but yeah reluctantly so before looking down at herself and pouting.
"I look like a guy." She flatly groans when laying eyes on her own crotch
and noticing the natural bulge where her flaccid member and balls seem to be bunched up against the light fabric.
Regina rolls her eyes, slowly shakes her head, goes to stand in front of her girlfriend and puts her arms around Emma's neck before telling the girl sternly.
"I want you to stop looking at it like guy or male or boy parts, okay? As far as I'm concerned... It's attached to you... So that naturally makes it Emma-parts.
I want you to stop worrying about it. Henry loves you, I love you and I need you to love yourself."
Before Regina realizes the gravity of the words she's just spoken, Emma's jaw drops and her eyes glaze over with emotion.
The girl's suddenly heaving chest and look of wonder startle the brunette when she slowly replays her own words in her head.
I love you. She's said it. No over-thinking or stressing over what would be the perfect moment to tell the girl… just the simple admission that it is so.
And even though her heart is racing and her palms are sweaty.
And even though the tension is making her nervous enough for her head to spin, Regina doesn't flinch.
She simply swallows down the lump in her throat, studies Emma's face closely and offers the girl a timid smile.
"I mean that." She tells her, sounding surprisingly calm and in control of herself.
Emma stares back at her. The blonde's stopped breathing and started inwardly buzzing with confessions ready to be spilled and shared...
She sees how her girlfriend's eyes flicker across her face. Both eager and nervous for her to say something.
"I love you too." She nods. First meekly and then more obvious to emphasize the truth her statement carries.
The older woman's facial expression breaks out into a huge and absolutely astoundingly gorgeous smile. Their gazes linger as their fingers gently reach forward. Even if just to softly hold her, lightly caress her or reassuringly squeeze how much of the same they're feeling.
Emma audibly exhales before chuckling hoarsely. She blushes and smirks so incredibly cutely before clearing her throat and saying
"Let's go back to the kid."
Smiling warmly, Regina nods and laces their fingers together before turning around and taking Emma downstairs to have a perfect family-Sunday in.
As much as she'd wanted to stay at the Mills' loft another night… The time really had come for Emma to return to her own apartment.
If only because her wearing the same pair of underwear yet another day might have started to turn Regina off.
Not that they'd discussed it but Emma really wasn't willing to risk it.
She'd inwardly scolded herself for not freshing up when she'd been out the day before but truth be told... her mind had been pre-occupied with worrying.
So yeah, she'd gone 'home' or at least… back to the place that she was supposed to call that…
And even though it's always nice to see Ruby…
upon entering the place the blonde had noticed the fact that the scent of the apartment she used to recognize as her own had smelled anything but that now.
It smelled foreign. Not bad. Just not rich and apple-y enough for her to want to kick off her shoes and sink down and nestle herself in the couch…
So, feeling slightly detached from the place Emma hadn't really felt like cooking dinner. Luckily Ruby had been easily convinced for them to order pizza.
Which is what they're feasting on right now. Emma on the ground in a cross-legged position,
Ruby lazily laying down on her back in the couch, dangling a cheesy triangle of pizza-deliciousness over her own face.
"Wait what?" The long legged girl suddenly drops the piece of food, causing for it to land on her cheek as she's turned her head to the side to look at Emma. She goes to sit up and rubs her face roughly with her right palm, watching Emma wide-eyed.
"It just feels right." The latter huffs and bites her lower lip a little shyly as she locks gazes with her friend.
"Hold on Em. You're telling me you want to expand the family..."
"I…" Emma halts herself for about five loaded seconds and then slowly nods. "Yeah that's what I'm saying."
Ruby first furrows then un-furrows her brow before softly saying, not asking.
"You wanna make a baby with her."
Emma hums a little while waving her least greasy hand through blonde stresses.
"I know she wants a sibling for the kid and I know that she doesn't want to wait too long because she's nearing 40 and I just...
I really don't want her to use any other sperm than mine... It just doesn't sit right that she'd be pregnant of someone else if she could be pregnant of me."
She tells her friend before visibly sighing.
"Holy shit." The girl slowly says while staring at her.
"What?" Emma turns her head to look at Ruby. Seemingly having been lost in thoughts for a moment there.
"That's a serious commitment Em."
The brunette says at which Emma instantly replies
"I'm very serious about Henry and Regina."
She clears her throat and shakes her head before continuing.
"It almost physically hurts to leave them… God I already miss them and we've just spent the entire day playing happy family."
She says while one handedly picking at a piece of pizza crust.
"Honestly, Em… playing happy family?
It sounds like that's exactly what you guys are."
Ruby tilts her head and smiles sweetly at her friend. Is it not obvious to Emma?
Ever since meeting Regina and developing feelings for the woman, everything that to Emma had seemed impossible to happen, had actually happened.
The woman had liked her, wanted to date her, accepted her entirely, desired her entirely, trusted her with her son…
How can the girl still have any doubts about how beautiful and uncomplicated their future can be.
"Does it? I mean… I know that's what I want." Emma shyly smiles back at her friend and pulls up her shoulders a little.
At which Ruby can't help but chuckle and pull up her own shoulders as well.
"I guess I'll have to start looking for another roomie." She says.
This time Emma offers her a look that looks grateful, apologetic and loving all at once.
It's just heartwarming to see how Ruby can be so selfless when it comes to their friendship.
How she doesn't bitch about the possibility of being left alone in the apartment. Not once… not even jokingly.
They share a warm look of understanding before Emma averts her eyes towards the massacre in front of her that once was a slice of pizza.
The carton food container on the ground has tiny pieces of crunchy dough scattered on it everywhere.
"How can I talk to her about that without freaking her out though?" Emma pensively says.
"We haven't been together for that long... " Once again, wrongfully doubting their strength as a couple.
Ruby nearly rolls her eyes at how frustrating her friend's slow catching up on certain situations can be
and then reasons that there's not much else she can do than to continue to encourage Emma to fully share all of her feelings with her girlfriend.
"Look, the intensity of your feelings... I think it's pretty clear that isn't one sided..."
"You think?"
Emma murmurs and anxiously bites on the nail of her left thumb at which Ruby shakes her head, now actually rolls her eyes and then sweetly tells her friend.
"There's only one way to find out babe."
"I know." She nods…
And perhaps it's wishful thinking but Ruby Lucas could have sworn that look crossing those pale features just now was something akin to determination.
"Step in Miss Swan." Regina formally tells her when she shows up for work the next morning.
The older woman is smirking cutely, excitement obvious in those beautiful brown eyes of hers.
"Okay."
Emma quickly becomes suspicious of her behavior and the situation. She narrows her eyes and keeps them trained on her girlfriend's face.
"Hey." She says and regardless of her suspicion, automatically leans forward to give the woman a kiss.
Regina doesn't hesitate, she warmly welcomes the affection and wraps her arms around the younger woman's waist.
Drawing her in completely and pressing their lips together more firmly.
It definitely makes the blonde relax, easing away all worries that something might be up.
That is… until
"You're fired." Regina then tells her.
Unable to say anything or rather unsure of what she could say… Emma gapes at her, staring blankly into her eyes.
And even though she can't blame Regina for not wanting to pay her anymore for cleaning her house...
for some reason she hadn't expected it… not now… and not like this.
Emma hasn't said anything yet, Regina hasn't said anything else yet…
and this is quickly turning into an intense staring contest in which Emma is kind of excelling in keeping an entirely blank and emotionless expression.
Regina had at least expected some reaction… something she could then, on her turn, react to.
Emma could have said "What? No" furrowing those thin blonde brows cutely
and Regina could have smoothed out her worry-lines with soft strokes and sweet kisses… and of course, an explanation…
But Emma's not reacting… and so Regina realizes she should probably just get to explaining.
"I've been thinking." She slowly commences while guiding Emma a little further into the living area.
Swiftly but gently she spins her girlfriend and presses her front against the girl's back,
wrapping her arms around her waist and putting her chin onto Emma's left shoulder.
Big green eyes fall onto a desk. An entirely new desk that hadn't been there before.
"You have a new desk." Emma slowly states. It's what she sees, so that's what it is, right?
"Yes and no." Regina begins to elaborate excitedly, sounding perhaps a tiny bit nervous.
"It is new yes... I ordered it yesterday and had it speed delivered this morning. It actually arrived 10 minutes before you got here." She says.
"Oh." Emma does furrow her brow now.
Regina doesn't see it though… she's still resting her chin on the girl's shoulder and keeping her eyes onto the new desk she'd purchased,
thinking which words she should use to lay this out as properly as possible.
"But it's not mine. Mine is still over there." Her pretty index-finger points towards the left where indeed, her own desk is still standing.
"Okay." Emma says and now scrunches up her entire face, not really or rather really not understanding where this conversation is going.
Regina seems to take a big breath that gives her the courage to say what she does next.
"I think your cleaning business is a great idea and that you an Ruby are doing very well... But"
Her words are hardly cold yet, part of them yet to be uttered but Emma's already wormed her way out of their front to back embrace
and has turned around so they can have this conversation face to face.
"But what?" She says while her eyes travel across every frickin' square inch of Regina's expression
as if she'll be able to read additional information on what the woman's thinking and talking about, on there.
"Don't get mad please... I just was thinking that maybe" And well, Regina Mills grows red. It actually looks like she's… in a way… scared… scared of what? Scared of Emma's reaction?
Well, that… that the girl can't have.
"I'm not getting mad." She reaches out and cups one of Regina's pretty, glowing cheeks. "Just... Regina, what are you saying?"
Her voice is soft and curious… but not in a threatening way… it makes Regina smile and relax.
"I think you should write your stories." She breathes out. Both of her eyebrows are arched high in a convincing manner.
"What?" Emma snorts a little taken aback. But the rosy tint tainting her own cheeks is cute and obviously, not a bad sign at all… Regina silently notes.
Even if her statement had been confusing… it had at least stirred something inside of Emma that touched her positively.
"You have an amazing imagination Emma. I know you have a good thing going with your business but I don't want you to give up on your dreams yet.
So the publisher you worked for went bankrupted... That was a setback... But it doesn't have to be the end."
The brunette woman is so sweet and encouraging as she tells her girlfriend.
By now she's covered the warm hand cradling her cheek with her own and laces their fingers together.
Taking a small step closer to Emma she places her other hand into the girl's side.
"Regina I can't quit the cleaning business. What about Ruby?"
The blonde shakes her head and protests… but actually looks disappointed by having to do so.
And well of course it can't be easy… of course her great idea isn't one Emma can instantly agree with is just that.
Of course the girl sees several uncrossable obstacles where there's none. None that they can't tackle at least.
"Didn't you say she got a part time job at the shelter?" Regina rightfully points out.
"Yeah but she does that next to her cleaning." Emma instantly counters at which the older woman can't help but softly chuckle.
She rolls her eyes and tightens her grip on Emma's waist.
"Sweetheart, Kathryn is her only client."
And well, yeah that's true… so Emma can't deny that.
The perfect moment to move onto yet another impossible obstacle.
"But what if I try this and it's a huge disappointment." She scrunches up her nose… as if disappointment is something that reeks, just thinking of it.
Another chuckle tumbles from plump lips before Regina smiles wide and brightly.
"What if you try this and you're happy?" BOOM… So true, right?
Okay… so another great response from the gorgeous brunette but well, Emma has to be realistic, of course…
Which is why she sighs, offers Regina a small smile and then says.
"I... I really appreciate this Regina... I do... But... I need a paying job..."
Also true…
Regina wishes she could just scream that money is just that and not something Emma should worry about but there's no way doing that could end well.
"Eventually your writing could earn you money."
She offers… and with that… has a fair point. It could very well be a great source of income for the girl. But of course…
"There's no way of knowing if it would." The blonde shrugs and pouts.
Her beautiful eyes betray how much she actually really loves this idea of Regina's…
they also betray how sad she feels over the fact that she's not actually going to do it.
"Unless you give it a try." The brunette softly pushes while pulling their bodies together and both stealing and giving a sweet kiss.
"But I've got to eat now and I've got to pay my rent monthly... I need at least some cash flow."
Emma logically reasons… her voice low and sounding a little flat. It hurts Regina to hear her girlfriend like this. It really does.
All the older woman can think of at that point is...
Just move in with us and none of that is a problem anymore...
But of course, she's afraid that that isn't the right approach to ask her girlfriend such a thing… to move in with them.
Something as practical as money… shouldn't be the motivator for them to take that step.
Emma wanting to move in should be the reason.
"Okay so then I re-hire you to write stories for Henry." Regina suddenly blurts out.
She'd had the idea the night before… hadn't for a single second believed Emma would actually agree with that proposition but now…
for lack of any other ideas to convince Emma to do this, actually offers her the job.
"Regina no... That's ridiculous." The girl deadpans instantly.
She tilts her head a little and steadies her gaze onto Regina's…
Their staring contest enters another round as both women are attempting to convince the other of how serious they are being…
Regina, because… for real… she's offering Emma this job.
And Emma… well, because obviously the offer is ridiculous.
"No it's not." Regina then shrugs her shoulders and continues to explain.
"I want my son to have original and unique bedtime stories and I'm willing to pay for it..."
All the while keeping her eyes locked onto Emma's, wanting for the girl to know how very serious she's being.
"Now, if you refuse the job I'll have to find other candidates, which would be a hassle but if it's what needs to be"
Then at some point during their staring competition and Regina's bolt monologue, Emma seems to cave.
"Fine..." She suddenly breathes, blushes and ducks her head.
"Oh?" A beautiful smile blossoms onto Regina's lips. She was actually starting to doubt if she'd be able to win this battle.
"For now... I'll sit here and write... But there's no way I'm letting you pay me for it. I'll look around for other cleaning jobs you don't have to worry about me."
Emma tells her, sounding at least a little playful, she notes… and also… Sounding beautifully excited.
She's gonna write and the idea in itself is already sparking a fire inside of Emma that's making her even more attractive, if that's even possible.
And yeah, she also said she's going to look around for other cleaning jobs. Regina's sure she means that now…
But she's also sure of her own persuasiveness and abilities to eventually convince Emma that there's really no reason why she should do that.
So for now, the battle is half-won… But in the end... victory will be hers.
Just you wait and see, darling.
Once again, I'd really like to thank you guys for the support I've been receiving for this story! :3
You seemed to like Henry in the last chapter! That's awesome :) I think he's totally adorbs ^^
Oh and in case you were wondering… Yeah the next chapter has another NSFW scene. Do not worry. I'm still me.
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