Hey guys, there was a bit of confusion with my last chapter because of Regina being shocked about calling Emma her gf when she already said they were dating. Just to clear things up, in my head 'dating' is a more casual thing whereas the girlfriend thing makes the relationship official. (They've kissed thrice and have yet to go on a date) So I hope that kinda explains why that was a big deal. Sorry for rambling and enjoy chapter 9- warning for a lotttt of fluff and a little smut. x

"Well... Obviously we didn't actually agree on such a thing. I'm sorry; I don't know why I said that." Regina's walls came back up instantaneously and she took a tentative step back from Neal, avoiding eye contact with the both of them.

"I'm confused." Neal's widened eyes lingered on Emma's face, his shocked expression saddening. "Is something going on between you two or not?"

"Yes." Emma entwined her finger's with Regina's, feeling the brunette internally withdrawing. "Look Neal, you'll always hold a very special place in my heart. But I'm not the person I was when I was 17 anymore, we've both changed. I'm so sorry my mother dragged you into all this but I don't think we would be together, Regina or not. So I think it's time you moved on." The blonde frowned sympathetically at her ex, reaching forward and patting his hand with her spare one.

"Right okay. I didn't realise you two... I'm an idiot." Neal hung his head, the devastating feeing of his heart breaking once again threatening to overwhelm him.

"It's not your fault." Regina said the words kindly, much to the surprise of everyone, including herself. "It's Snow's. Don't worry; I completely understand why you fell for Emma."

Emma squeezed the brunette's hand and Neal nodded graciously turning to leave.

"Oh and Neal?" Emma called after him, feeling increasingly guilty about the whole situation as she watched his departing back.

"Yep, Em?" The man whipped around, angry at the part of himself that was already hoping she had changed her mind.

"Would you like to come in for a bit? Regina makes an epic apple cider." The blonde caught Regina's eye who offered her a slight nod of approval having seen the misery in Neal's eyes. She also didn't really want to be alone with Emma after calling her her girlfriend so prematurely.

"Why not?" Neal smiled and entered the mansion, placing his speakers down on the table. Although they couldn't be a couple, he was still in love with Emma and any time they got to spend together was a bonus for him.

"So I'd love to know how this happened." Neal indicated the two women sitting opposite him, sipping on his glass of cider. The awkwardness that had resonated in the room had subsided slightly as everyone moved on to their third glass.

"What can I say, I'm irresistible." Emma flashed a grin at Regina who rolled her eyes in faux distaste, suppressing a smile.

"More like I gave in after tiring of the longing gazes directed at me every second of the day." The brunette smirked, nudging her shoulder against Emma's who's grin had widened.

"That's not true! I was very subtle with my feelings, which is why you didn't pick up on them for over a year."

"Mmm, well I guess that's true dear." They exchanged a smile and Emma leaned into the older woman, resting her cheek against her shoulder.

"That's sweet." Neal offered them a pained smile. "I'm really glad you found your happiness Em."

"Thank you Neal. Honestly you are such a good guy. You'll find someone too. Actually I think I saw Tink staring at you a few days ago at Granny's."

"Really?" Neal's expression brightened considerably, thinking he may have a chance with the pretty fairy he got on with so well during his time at Neverland.

"Yup." Emma nodded her head, chuckling at how fast his mood changed.

"Regina you treat Em right, yeah? She's one of the good ones."

"..."

"Regina?" Neal frowned at the vacant expression on the brunette's face and waved his hand in front of it questioningly. The saviour lifted her head from the shoulder of the brunette, glancing at her expression with a fairly good idea of what she'd see.

"Ahh shit." She muttered, her gaze quickly flitting to Neal's concerned face. "A spell went wrong, she'll ask weird questions you have to answer truthfully or things will blow up." The blonde explained quickly, inwardly sighing as she braced herself.

"How did you two meet?"

Emma and Neal exchanged glances, Neal looked confused again so just frowned and let Emma answer. "I was stealing the bug, turns out Neal had already stolen it and was sleeping in the backseat." She chuckled lightly at the memory and Neal joined in.

"When did you two sleep together for the first time?"

"About four months later." Neal answered this time, a silly smile on his face as he recalled the memory.

"And how was it?"

"Alright" Emma answered at the same time as Neal said "perfect" both of them squirming uncomfortably at the other's response.

"Thanks." Neal muttered glumly, observing his hands.

"It was in the backseat of the bug, what did you expect?" Emma bit her lip guiltily.

"How comes Henry was conceived? Did you not use protection?"

"Most of the time we did. I mean there were a couple times when we got... Carried away before we could grab a rubber." Neal looked shifty as he listened to Emma, the guilt of her going to prison while pregnant still regularly tore him apart inside.

"What's the most sexually adventurous thing you two did?"

Emma laughed at this, racking her brain for a good memory and shrugging. "69'ing in that bug was both adventurous and impressive. That car's pretty small."

"Right." Neal agreed, the memories being brought up coupled with how sexy Emma was looking in that dress causing him to feel extremely aroused; he glanced at Emma and noted with disappointment that she merely looked amused.

"Neal." Regina turned to him and he raised a brow, her clouded gaze disconcerting him. "Do you still think about Emma when pleasuring yourself?"

"Uhg... No, course not." He jumped hard and gaped at the brunette as his glass of cider exploded, instinctively throwing himself off his chair and out of the way of the glass shards.

"Neal... You have to be honest." Emma murmured the words softly, looking at him sympathetically.

"Yes." He answered after a pregnant pause. "Almost every time." He added sheepishly as he stood up, an embarrassed frown on his face.

Emma looked equally embarrassed and leaned her face into her hand, a soft sigh escaping her lips. "Ah God."

"I'll try to stop." He muttered and ran his fingers through his messy hair.

"Please." Emma said simply, glancing at Regina who had seemingly snapped out of it, although a blank expression had settled onto her face and her lips were pursued.

"Mm, may I leave now?" Neal gazed longingly at the front door, wanting nothing more than to run out of it.

"Mr Cassidy. Please try to get over Emma." Regina's chestnut eyes bored into his and he nodded once, walking towards the front door with his hands in his pockets. "Oh, and if you would like to spend some time with Henry you may. He is at his grandparents and I'm sure he would like to see you." A genuine smile appeared on Neal's face as he accepted Regina's not so subtle apology and he waved awkwardly at them both before stepping out of the front door.

"Well that was..." Emma trailed off, finding no words to adequately describe what had just happened.

"Mmm." Regina agreed, understanding completely what Emma was getting at.

"Regina... You were so kind to him. Thank you. I know that wasn't easy."

"No it wasn't. I've always been... Overly possessive and I'm sorry about how I reacted in the doorway." Regina flushed once again, memories of calling Emma her girlfriend resurfacing.

"Come." Emma smiled at the brunette, standing and taking her hand, leading them to the sofa where they sat beside each-other in comfortable silence for a while. Emma turned on the TV to some mindless cartoon Regina disapproved of but Emma found hilarious.

"I actually liked it." Emma blurted randomly and turned her attention from the TV to the brunette moments after after Peter Griffin made a particularly amusing joke, laying her head down in her lap. A soft smile appeared on her face as Regina automatically began stroking her fingers through blonde curls, using the other hand to grab the remote and mute the irritating sound of the television. God, even Henry has better taste in TV than her.

"You liked what?" She asked quietly, continuing to play with the golden locks.

"You being all possessive and jealous. It was kinda hot and adorable." There was a mischievous glint in her green eyes as she continued. "Regina likesss me." She teased playfully, staring up at the brunette's face in awe. Despite everything that had happened with Neal, Regina looked so relaxed and comfortable in that moment Emma couldn't take her eyes off of the rare sight.

"Shut up." Regina rolled her eyes but Emma's happiness was contagious and she couldn't help but smile back at the woman who's head was nuzzled into her lap. "I didn't realise you were so... Snuggly."

"I'm not usually." Emma answered, sitting up and sliding her hand into the brunette's. "Being close to you feel so right. I guess I just really, really like you."

"And I you." Regina smiled, a rare carefree smile that was usually reserved for her son. Her chestnut eyes met Emma's emerald ones and they held each-others gazes, both shining with adoration.

"Can I ask you something?" The blonde tilted her head to one side, unable to break eye contact with the brunette who had nodded wordlessly at her request. "When you called me your girlfriend, did you say it because you wanted us to be... That. Or just to piss Neal off?"

Regina was quiet for a moment, pausing to to think about what she really wanted, although after the jealousy she felt listening to Neal and Emma reminisce, it was pretty obvious. "I want you Emma." She answered after barely a second of thought. "I want you to be mine..." An image of a gawping Neal popped into her head and she added "and only mine."

Emma beamed and slid into Regina's lap, pressing a soft kiss against her lips. "Then that's what you'll have. We can't deny a queen now, can we?"

"Certainly not." Regina returned and then paused, eyes roaming over Emma's smiling face. "So we're?"

"Come here girlfriend." Emma smiled softly, leaning in again.

"Wait." Regina frowned slightly, tucking a strand of blonde hair behind Emma's ear. "You don't think it's all too soon for that?"

"I've had a wild crush on you for over a year babe. Nothing is too soon for me." The blonde leaned in further, staring pointedly at the brunette's lips, their faces inches apart.

"Babe?" Regina wrinkled her nose at the term of endearment.

"Just shut up and kiss me."

"Now who's bossy?" Regina smirked at the blonde's impatience, closing the small distance between their lips with a tender kiss that caused a wild fluttering in her stomach.

Emma smiled into the kiss, her lips moving urgently against the brunette's as the culminated desire of the past few days threatened to overwhelm her. Regina responded vehemently, tangling their tongues together as her hands slid into blonde locks.

When they finally parted for air, Emma leaned in and began pressing soft kisses down the brunette's silky neck and along her collarbone, pausing to smirk when the brunette shivered beneath her. The saviour began to slowly undo each button on Regina's crisp white shirt, her eyes revelling in the sight of red lace covering her ample chest. The blonde dropped the shirt onto the ground, breathing heavily as her hands gently explored the red lace, green orbs meeting the brunette's who's eyes were locked on Emma, pulling her into another passionate kiss laced with desire.

"Bedroom." The brunette broke away from the kiss, chestnut orbs darting over the blonde's sensual figure in her tight dress. The blonde conceded and they disappeared to the bedroom in a puff of blue smoke.

"You've been practising, good." The brunette's voice was husky as she landed on the bed, the blonde's weight pressed tightly against her.

Emma didn't answer as her mouth was busy kissing Regina's exposed stomach, smirking as the brunette squirmed while her tongue lightly trailed across her abdomen. She unzipped the brunette's dress pants and began pulling them down olive-toned legs, her eyes savouring every inch of silky skin she exposed. Regina sat up and kicked the pants aside impatiently, and turned to Emma, a smirk on her face.

"As beautiful as you look in that dress dear, it needs to go." The brunette's smile faltered as she registered Emma staring at her with an unreadable expression on her face. "Is something wrong?"

"You're so beautiful." Emma's emerald orbs travelled across Regina's underwear clad body, her lips downturned.

"Is that a bad thing?" The brunette furrowed her brow, cupping Emma's cheek and staring into her eyes as she tried to gain understanding.

"No of course not... I just..." Emma shifted self-consciously and Regina rolled her eyes in exasperation as she realised what the problem was. Does she really not realise how breathtaking she is?

"Emma Swan, when I told you that you are the most beautiful creature I've ever seen I meant it." The brunette smiled sincerely at her and the blonde smiled back, shifting to allow the brunette to unzip her dress and slowly unpeel it from her body. Moving quickly and impatiently she slipped the bra off of the blonde, chucking it into a remote corner of the room.

Regina's eyes darkened with desire as she gazed upon Emma's body taking in the ripple of muscle in her arms and abdomen and the smooth swell of her breasts. Moving in a predatory manner she trapped the younger woman beneath her, skin burning against skin as their mouth's connected in a slow and sensual kiss, the blonde whimpering into her mouth at the sensation of Regina's pantie clad sex grinding against her hips.

The blonde reached up to the woman lying on top of her, expertly unclasping her bra and letting her eyes roam hungrily across Regina's bare chest. Holy fuck how is she so hot? Emma's eyes widened with lust and she rolled over to position herself on top of the brunette who allowed the change with a small huff. She never had let past lovers have any control, but Emma was different; she trusted Emma.

The blonde began peppering gentle kisses against each olive-toned breast, coveting each whimper she elicited from the brunette. Having teased enough she caught a hardened nipple into her mouth, running her tongue along the sensitive skin while using her other hand to caress and massage the other breast. Regina's breathing hitched considerably and her eyes squeezed shut as she savoured each kiss and touch she received from her lover.

Emma couldn't help but smirk as the brunette began rubbing her thighs together beneath her and when the blonde nipped her hardened nipple with her teeth, Regina gave in and allowed herself to release a low moan for the first time.

The moan was music to Emma's ears and it spurred her on, moving down the brunette's luscious body to press painfully slow and teasing kisses to her upper thighs, noting with satisfaction the pools of desire soaking Regina's panties.

"Em-ma."

"Mm?"

"Hurry up."

Emma laughed softly, sliding her fingers along the edges of lace panties. "Patience is a virtue Mayor Mills," she blinked innocently up at the woman who was giving her a death-glare.

"There is nothing virtuous about what we're doing." She tried to speak coherently but whimpered when Emma's hand rubbed gently against her sex through thin panties. The blonde propped Regina's legs up and spread them, her eyes brimming with lust at the sight.

"Would you like me to stop?" Emma whispered and leaned in, pressing a kiss against the soft material, inhaling the intoxicating scent of the brunette's arousal.

"Would you like me to burn you alive?" The brunette's voice was raspy, and she followed each movement of Emma's with eyes blackened with desire.

Emma laughed softly at her empty threat and slowly unpeeled the red panties, staring in awe at the bare glistening sight before her. Losing all patience to tease the woman, Emma leaned in, sliding her tongue through warm folds to easily locate the sensitive bundle of nerves which she flicked her tongue against, cherishing the guttural moan that emanated from Regina at the contact.

She continued to lick along the moist slit, each taste of the brunette's unique sweetness making her strive for more. Flicking her tongue against Regina's clit repeatedly, she felt the woman begin to pant, so Emma slowly slid two fingers into her warm folds, pumping them in and out as her lover gasped out her name, knitting her fingers into blonde curls and holding her in place. Emma easily added another finger and pumped hard and fast as the brunette began to become unbuckled.

"Let go for me baby." Emma murmured and her warm mouth enveloped the brunette's small nub, fingers curling, adding pressure to each nerve and sensitive spot inside the brunette's soaked, clenching folds.

"Emma..." The brunette panted before squeezing her eyes shut and releasing a soft scream as the waves of her orgasm washed over her and her body convoluted with shudders and quakes. Emma eagerly lapped up the juices that she released, feeling the heat of her own desire pool between her legs.

Regina collapsed onto the bed, thighs trembling as she rode out her orgasm. As she began to recover, the brunette opened her eyes to see gleeful green eyes staring at her, a smug and adoring grin on the blonde's face.

"Shut up." Regina spoke the words softly, despite the fact that Emma hadn't said anything.

"Admit that I have skills."

"You're a child."

"That makes you a paedophile."

"..."

Emma snorted at the irritated expression on the brunette's face, leaning in to press a kiss to her lips.

"You're annoying." The brunette mumbled into the kiss, drawing Emma closer.

"You like me anyway." Emma pulled away to gaze into the chestnut orbs of the woman underneath her. "Seriously though that was so beautiful; you've no idea how long I've wanted to do that to you for."

"I have a fairly good idea." Regina nodded and trailed her fingertips along Emma's exposed chest, cupping and squeezing her full breasts, gently rubbing her thumbs against her pale nipples. "I think it's about the same amount of time I've wanted to do this to you." The brunette purred the words and before Emma realised what was happening, she had flipped them over and was now pressing kisses down Emma's sculpted stomach, pausing before smirking devilishly up at her. "Time for payback."

David frowned at the incessant knocking on the door and he checked his watch- 10pm; too late for random house calls. He frowned as the banging continued and paused the video game he and Henry had been immersed in, going to open the door.

"Neal?" He raised a brow at the man standing at his door with a hostile expression on his face. "Is everything okay?"

"No it's not." Neal ran a hand through his hair. "I'd like to speak with your wife please."

David snuck a glance at Henry who was peering over at the door curiously, trying to see past David at who he was talking with. "My wife is heavily pregnant and needs her rest. What is this about Neal?"

Neal took a deep breath, his anger subsiding slightly as he realised the man before him was harmless and most probably clueless. "Your wife, she used and made a fool of me." He ran his fingers through his hair which was sticking up manically.

"In what way?" David folded his arms as he appraised the man, his stomach sinking. What have you done Snow?

"She doesn't approve of Regina and Emma and she told me Emma was in love with me so I could try and win her back. Obviously it didn't work, I was just humiliated."

David went quiet, and sighed softly, patting the man on his shoulder. "I'm sorry to hear that Neal. I'll talk to her, I promise. She's just... Pregnant and emotional and not herself right now."

Neal just shrugged, rolling his eyes at the man clearly smitten and just making excuses for his deceitful wife. "Whatever. It's done. Now can I take Henry? Em and Regina said I could."

"Well if he wants." David turned to the boy on the sofa and beckoned him over. As soon as Henry saw his father he ran into his arms. "Hey buddy!" Neal enthused ruffling the boy's hair. "Wanna stay round my place tonight? We can stay up real late and not tell your moms."

"Cool dad! Let me grab my bag!"

David showed Henry and Neal to the door moments later, giving Neal one last apologetic smile as they left. He then turned towards the bedroom, his wife was fast asleep but in the morning he was going to have to have a very serious talk with her.

"David! Don't you see I did the right thing? How could Emma turn Neal down? We need to go talk to her!" The pregnant brunette grabbed her jacket and walked to the front door of the apartment, a scowl on her face.

"No Snow! Emma is an adult she can choose who to be with, it's nothing to do with us." David blocked the front door, frowning at his irrational wife.

"David it's our job to protect our daughter! Regina is evil, she will harm her."

"Snow you were getting along with Regina before this! You said yourself she deserved another chance..."

"Yes and this is her not taking that chance! How can you not see this is a nefarious scheme to hurt me David? You can't be that stupid!"

David flinched, but refused to budge, shaking his head at her. "I can't let you do this Snow."

"Look you can either drive me to Regina's, or your very pregnant wife can drive herself- despite doctor's orders not to drive so close to her due date."

David let out a defeated sigh and grabbed the car keys. I'm so sorry Emma...

A banging on the door of the mansion jolted both women awake. They were curled around each-other in the exact position they were in when they fell asleep; naked bodies entwined and Regina's head resting on Emma's chest, just above her steadily beating heart.

"What on earth is that?" Regina sat up in an alarmed manner as the angry banging on the door continued.

Never a morning person, Emma just mumbled something unintelligible and pulled the covers back over her face.

"Emma get up." Regina scowled at her lover, who reluctantly opened her green eyes, pouting miserably at the woman.

"Only for morning sex." Emma muttered as her half-asleep brain finally noticed their nakedness and the erotic memories of the previous night resurfaced.

"Are you deaf? Someone is knocking down my door, dear." Regina shook her head at the blonde's sleepy state but was secretly amused, she leaned down and pressed a kiss onto her lips.

"REGINA I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE!"

They both exchanged shocked glances and Regina released an irritated groan, realising immediately the idiot who was at her door. No no no please no.

"What did I ever do to deserve this?" She muttered to herself, flattening her wild hair.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO EMMA!?"

"Just ignore her, she'll have to leave eventually. And if you answer the door I'm not sure you'll restrain from killing her. And to be honest I'm not sure I'd try to stop you." Emma scowled angrily at the audacity of her mother, pulling the brunette back under the covers to lay down beside her, circling her muscular arms protectively around Regina's petite frame once again.

Regina snickered at the truth in that statement, trying not to let old fantasies of burning the pixie haired woman alive enter her head. Moving closer into the blonde's strong embrace, she allowed the younger woman to hold her.

"THAT'S IT REGINA, I'M COMING IN AND GETTING MY DAUGHTER."

There was a loud bang as the front door was seemingly kicked open and both women's eyes widened in shock as they heard heavy footsteps thunder up the stairs.

Okay so that chapter was a lot longer than I intended! Please let me know if you liked it though :)