Thanks for all the love with these stories, it makes me happy! This chapter is NSFW and my attempt at mild BDSM. Enjoy!

Morning rays of light peaked their way in through the half open shade of covering the only window in the room. Emma's nose twitched as she woke, finding that the brunette who once slept in the chair beside her had gone. She stretched and let her eyes fall upon Henry, his condition unchanged.

Just as she was about to wonder again where Regina had run off to, the woman herself swept unceremoniously into the room carrying two styrofoam mugs of coffee. Regina smiled to see that Emma had woken in her absence and made way to sit beside her.

"Coffee." She said handing one of the steaming cups to Emma. "How are you feeling?"

Emma sipped the coffee to find it was just how she liked it; three parts sugar, one part cream. "I'm good right now, this is excellent." She smiled and took another greedy drink in hopes the caffeine would unleash it's power sooner. "I'm sorry you had to sleep on that chair, they really suck."

Regina placed her palm over Emma's knee. "I didn't even notice." Emma smiled. "Now that you bring it up, I have to agree."

"I'm glad you came, I wasn't sure you would."

Regina's features turned down after a moment. "I'm sorry I made you doubt me. I wanted to come right away but I was so angry at myself, I just thought you'd be, too." She admitted.

"I know." Emma turned her head to look into her eyes. "Now I do, besides I knew you'd come around." She teased to shine some light, causing Regina to smirk back at her.

"Of course, how could I resist?" Regina mused just as the doctor Emma had spoken to yesterday walked in with usual doctor-determination.

"Miss Swan, Miss Mills." He greeted, a quizzical look was shot towards Regina before she focused back on Emma. "I have some news." He said, his tone unreadable.

"Well, tell us then." Emma let out, standing up so she was almost level to the man.

"Right," He breathed flipping through his pad. "After monitoring him over-night without any fluctuations we can tell that his condition is stable, so he'll be moved out of ICU, where he will still be monitored in hopes he will wake."

"That's it?" Emma asked, he nodded. "Okay, when are you moving him?"

"Later this afternoon, but Miss Swan I encourage you to go home and get some real rest. Henry's stable, and we'll call you if there's any change, he won't even notice you're gone." He finished, Emma cringing at the last line, something about the way he said it set her off, but she nodded and bit her tongue.

Regina saw the blonde tense as the doctor, Doctor Ridge, turned to leave. Placing a comforting hand on Emma's shoulder as she stood, the blonde relaxed into it.

"Come home with me, I can cook and we can relax for a while, and come back once Henry's in his new room." Regina suggested, Emma'd been through hell in the past almost 24 hours, and she'd understand if she declined to be with her son but the least she could do was offer this human comfort. Emma hesitated before nodding, she was beginning to feel confined within the walls that only meant pain to her as it was the only emotion she'd ever felt within the walls. She turned back to Henry, brushing his hair back and pressing a kiss onto his forehead. Cold, she shivered.

"I'll see you soon." She said, and took Regina's hand to be led to where the Mercedes awaited.

Emma soon sat at the island where she'd taken Regina all those weeks ago when their romance was even newer. She ran her fingers over the marble surface adoringly, Regina caught her and let out a small laugh that not even Emma heard.

"I still think of that night, it was my favorite. Spontaneous, not to mention I saw stars." Regina recalled and winked.

"Our first time." Emma smiled. "I can't believe how bold I was."

"I find that hard to believe, dear." Regina teased as she placed a plate holding a grilled cheese and potato wedges in front of Emma and one for herself.

Emma scoffed, biting in to the sandwich, humming in approval. "This is so good, are you a wizard?" She asked.

"If I were I'd be a sorceress, and probably doing bigger and better than a sandwich." She mused, taking a bite of a potato.

"Touché." Emma nodded, diving deeper into the food before her. The women ate in comfortable silence, wordlessly moving to do the dishes together. Emma washed, Regina dried, neither questioning why they hand washed the dishes when the dishwasher was in perfect use.

They fell into bed together shortly after in the midst of a fiery and passionate session of lip-locking. Emma's mouth molded into Regina's as the brunette took the lead. Emma was being unusually submissive today and Regina wanted to take advantage of that with out overstepping, as Emma's state was fragile at best.

Regina straddled Emma breaking their heated embrace, she sat up with her back impossibly arched, Emma moaned as tanned hands explored their body and slipped Regina's shirt off to reveal nothing but the olive expanse of succulent breasts. She greedily moved to take them into her hands, but Regina had other ideas, smacking the blonde's hand down with a tut.

Putting on a show for the woman beneath her, Regina stripped and stood, giving Emma a perfect view of her curved form as she disregarded her leggings followed by smooth black satin panties. She smirked and made her way beside Emma, and leaned dangerously close, stopping and licking over the shell of her ear.

"Do you want to play?" Regina asked, she hoped Emma would be ready, she'd been able to hold off for this long but she wanted to share this with the young woman.

"Yes." Emma said in a breath, she was grossly overdressed and the pool between her legs wasn't going to let her forget that.

"Strip." Regina commanded, waving her hand as if to magically remove the pestering articles. She moved to her closet and pulled out the antique chest that she filled with her toys. If it were up to her she'd have a whole room for the sole purpose of play time, but that was unnecessary as she'd never had anyone to play with for more than a night, until Emma.

The blonde in question looked confused at her lover, who emerged from the closet to find her stripped on the bed as asked. Emma glared at the box, wondering what it could be.

"What's in there?" She asked, Regina sat next to her on the bed hands guarding the box from Emma's grasp.

"Do you trust me, Emma?" Regina swiftly avoided giving her a conclusive answer. Emma nodded, her brow raising in turn of a question bubbling inside. "Tell me, do you know what BDSM is?" She asked.

"Don't tell me you're a Domme?" Emma laughed, Regina remained serious. "Are you?" Her laughter died, replaced by an equally serious face awaiting an answer.

"Not exclusively, I just like being in control. I also like the teasing." She breathed her voice adopting a seductive overlay. "To bring someone to the absolute edge, and deny them release." She whispered, moving nearer the blonde. "Or, we could tie you up. Denying you the ability to move, I might even put a blindfold on you."She purred, Emma shivered despite her hesitation towards entering this new world. "Then we can really play. I have quite the interesting collection." Regina told her, she could see in Emma's eyes she was about to give in to her kink.

Tracing over the blonde's hardening buds and reveling in how she shivered in response, she waited to ask her next question.

"Emma." She whispered, the blonde had closed her eyes. "Let's play." She purred.

Emma whimpered and squirmed. "Nebraska." She let out.

"What?" Regina laughed.

"My safe word, that's how this works, yeah?" Emma countered.

"Yes, Nebraska it is, any limits before we begin?"

Emma mulled it over before answering. "I'm not okay with anal, and no blood."

Regina nodded, and kissed Emma with a burning passion before smiling. She finally had a pet. She pulled out four sets of cuffs, attaching each to Emma's arms and legs then to the bed posts. She looked for any signs of resistance from the blonde, upon finding none she plucked red sash from inside her chest. With a lustful gaze she covered Emma's wandering eyes with the fabric before studying the possibilities, so many options when it came to the seductive blonde before her.

She lit a candle that she'd use later, she pulled out her favorite leather flogger out from the confines and twirled it over her hands. Regina played it over Emma's pale skin, the leather smoothing across the expanse, causing the recipient to twitch.

"What is that?" She swallowed.

"It's a secret, first I need to tell you the rules." Regina cleared her throat. "One; you only speak when asked to directly. Two; you are to stay absolutely still." Regina purred, holding back a laugh when the smooth leather she held came down onto the blonde's legs harder than before and she twitched, inhaling sharply. "Three; if you are to address me you will call me Madame Mills." She finished. "Understood?" She asked. Emma nodded. "Speak, pet." She ordered.

"Yes Madame Mills." Emma blurted after being smacked again by the mystery object, harder this time. While she thought this was ridiculous, she couldn't deny how turned on she was, surely Regina, Madame Mills' bedsheets are less than thrilled as of yet.

Regina smiled before grabbing the candle that now housed a pool of hot wax, she straddle Emma so that he sex was centered with her pelvic area. Her hand let slip a small drop, Emma tensed when it contacted her skin. Regina let another fall, this time let another second go by before pulling back, she loved the way Emma tensed and flexed from between her legs.

"I'm going to create a hypothetical. I want you to touch your self, in slow hard circles over your clitoris, and listen to me." She told, Emma immediately following directions. "I want you to travel in your mind's eye to a place where you feel safe. Are you there?" She asked after a moment, Emma nodded. "See yourself, and see me. But you can't touch me, only I can break through the walls and run my hands over your naked body.

You're so beautiful, but I need more than beauty so I decide I'm going to take you. In this world, the rules are different and I can manipulate the forces around us, like magic." She suggested. "I suspend you in the air, you can feel me everywhere. As if I have a thousand pair of lips and they are all kissing you. Leaving behind hot flutters beneath your skin." She kissed Emma's body in various places to create a visual and sensual show for her. "And I'm talking to you, just like I am now. My voice is husky and alluring, and it makes you hot for me, Miss Swan, I'll call you."

Regina continued on with her story and before long Emma had transferred completely into this dreamscape that'd been created for her and was begging for release, bucking her hips into her hand only to be slapped and pushed into submission by the brunette.

After the story, they'd played some more and Emma was given her release. Both women were exhausted by the time it was over, falling asleep in each others arms as soon as they'd each had a taste of ecstasy.

Emma drifted and thought of the adventure she'd just been taken on into a new realm of pleasure. She never thought of herself as kinky but whatever she and Regina just did, she would no doubt do it again, Regina herself having promised she would do better knowing more what Emma liked and didn't like in the sense. Emma assured her they'd go in to that later, hoping she'd be able to wait long enough to see what else the sultry woman had in store.

Her last thought before being consumed by sleep was Henry, who she promised she'd be down to see first thing in the morning. Emma fell asleep content with the world and the woman she loved.

Bright and early the next morning, Emma had slipped out of bed before Regina and hopped into the shower. She then decided that this shower was the best she'd ever experienced with it's rain-like down pour. The knob squeaked as she turned it off, stepping out she encased herself in a fluffy gray towel. Back in the room Regina had stirred and was poking out from under the covers to allow her eyes access the the phone screen she held.

Emma padded over her, dripping slightly over the fluffy beige carpet she jumped onto the body, which groaned under the weight,

"Good morning." Emma greeted, smushing her cheeks against Regina's.

"Morning" Came the muffled response. Emma laughed and attacked her with butterfly kisses before she was flipped over to lie on her back. Regina, brushed against the blonde's naked form, she herself clad in her birthday suit, moaned as their exposed breasts tickled each other. They got caught in lingering kisses that left promise for something more. "Now Miss Swan don't start something you don't intend to finish." Regina warned.

"Never." Emma deadpanned. They kissed once more before falling aside. "I'm actually going to head back to the hospital and see Henry."

"Do you want me to come with you?" Regina asked, turning to her lover who shook her head.

"You relax. Take a shower and do whatever you need to do." She suggested. "Can I come back to see you later?" Emma asked, breaking into a baby-wide grin.

"Of course." Regina pecked her as they sat up. "Say hello to the baby for me, I love you and I'll see you later." She said.

"I will. I love you too." Emma smiled, her heart melting slightly. They shared one last kiss before turning away, Emma to get dressed and Regina to shower.

Emma was dressed and out the door in minutes, walking the short distance to her home cutting through Regina's yard instead of taking the road. She was soon in her bug and headed to the hospital where Henry was sure to be.

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