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Regina lifted up Emma's tank top before discarding it to the side and leaning in to kiss the blonde with tongues dueling for dominance which Regina had no problem doing; Regina straddled the blonde's hips and rand her hands down the newly revealed skin until they reached their destination and slowly removed Emma's jeans leaving her in nothing but her bra and a flimsy pair of panties.
Regina kissed her way up the Saviour's neck, finding the spot that drove Emma absolutely wild for her, earning a satisfied groan from the blonde, she continued; Regina slid her hands up Emma's back and toyed with the clasp before expertly removing it. The brunette leaned back to admire the view of the new assets before leaning down and latching onto a nipple, gently sucking the peak and rolling it on her tongue before moving to the next one.
"Stop teasing." Emma growled at her lover, Regina looked up at Emma and gave her a smirk before moving lower on her body. Taking the elastic of Emma's panties between her teeth, Regina tugged downwards before they were completely off; "Baby, that was so sexy." Emma said breathlessly.
"Tell me what you want, my dear." Regina whispered huskily, not breaking the eye-contact she now had with the blonde as she sat up. Keeping her hands still on the blonde's hips, she hardened her gaze in hopes to get the answers that she needed.
"Anything...I want you so bad." Emma moaned.
"Just want...?" Regina teased as she ran her long nails up and down the blonde's sides and down her thighs, purposely ignoring the hot core where Emma needed to be touched the most.
"Oh god, baby." Emma groaned again at the sensation which was now driving her crazy. "Regina, you are going to kill me if you keep that up."
"Tell me how bad you want it, Ms Swan." She demanded, still tracing Emma's flesh with her nails. "Tell me what you want me to do."
"God, Gina, please..." Emma begged. "I need you to fuck me. I need you!"
"Mmm, that's what I wanted to hear." She purred as she lowered her face to the blonde's core and ran her tongue over the swollen nub. "My dear, you are so wet."
"I'm always wet for you, Regina."
Regina smiled as she connected with the heated core again, sucking and licking up the blonde's arousal over and over again before bringing her manicured fingers up and buried them knuckle deep inside the Saviour. Continuing to pump forcefully in and out of the blonde that was writhing underneath her touch, Regina leaned forward and planted a passionate kiss on the blonde's lips, biting on her bottom lip which drove her insane. "Gina, baby, you feel so good!" Emma cried out which brought another smirk to Regina's face, "Mmm. You like that, Ms Swan." She drawled, bringing her free hand up to circle over the blonde's clit as she continued to push inside of her, allowing her fingers to go knuckle deep into the blonde's wetness before pulling back and entering again. "Do you like it when I touch you? When I have my fingers buried inside you?"
"Oh, fuck, yes!" Emma cried, becoming more aroused by the brunette's words. She was so close; she could feel her body clenching, waiting to fall over the edge to release. "Regina, I'm..." Emma's words turned into a cry as Regina rubbed her clit in circles vigorously, knowing that she couldn't last much longer. Emma let out a long moan as she allowed the climax to overtake her.
Emma was sitting on the bed with her legs crossed in front of her while she read the 'What to Expect When You are Expecting' book that Regina was so insistent on buying for her; Emma had to be honest with herself, she was feeling a little smothered by Regina ever since she discovered where she was, from the forcing vitamins down her throat to making her meals. It was a little much, but, it was sweet at the same time. "Gina, baby, I was thinking." Emma broke the comfortable silence between the two as she put down her book and looked to the brunette who was standing in front of the floor length mirror adjusting the pants suit that she was now wearing.
Regina giggled, "You? Thinking? That is some dangerous territory we are heading into."
"Ha ha, very funny." Emma replied as she stood up and stalked over to the brunette, wrapping her arms around the thin woman in front of her, she sighed as she placed her head on her shoulder before continuing. "I know it's Christmas Eve tomorrow, but, I was hoping that we could have dinner with my parents? I-If it's too much for you, I totally understand, I just thought-er-that we could maybe break the news to them over dinner?" Emma paused. "My dad takes news better when there's food involved, so I've noticed."
Regina was silent for a long while, and the look on her face made it even more difficult for Emma to read how she was feeling, this made Emma nervous. "Y-You know what? Never mind. It was a shitty idea, given your history with my family." Emma began to pull away just to be held in place by Regina who turned around her arms and lifted her hands to the blonde's face.
"My sweet Emma," Regina whispered as she placed a kiss on the blonde's pale lips, "I think it is an excellent idea; it would also be good for Henry as well, to have his whole family there this Christmas. It has always been just the two of us, and, I think it would make it extra special." Regina paused. "We could even have it at the Mansion, I mean, it would also give you a reason to bring all your things over."
"My things?" Emma smiled. "Regina Mills, are you asking me to move in with you?"
"Well, you are my fiancée after all. And, I am not about to live in that shoebox you call an apartment with your parents."
"There is a light problem, though." Emma looked at the brunette nervously who raised an eyebrow in question, "What is it, dear?"
"We haven't exactly made it official, if you know what I mean." Emma raised her hand and wiggled her ring finger sending Regina into a fit of laughter, "You know how my mother is when it comes to weddings."
"That is true," Regina smiled as she crossed the room to her purse and pulled out a little box which was wrapped in silver wrapping paper with little Christmas trees on it, "Which is why I brought this with me. I know it is an early Christmas present, but, I figured it couldn't wait."
"What is it?"Emma asked the brunette as she gently took it from Regina and sat down on the bed before proceeding to open it before letting out a gasp at the sight of what was inside, "Regina." Emma said breathlessly, not able to take her eyes off of the engagement ring that was presented to her.
"I know you aren't one for jewellery, however, it is one of my most treasured possessions; it is a two and a half carats, princess cut." Regina paused. "It was given to me by Daniel when he proposed many years ago, I have never been able to get myself to give it away. And when Whale was able to bring him back to life, I-I told Daniel that I loved him and he said something to me in response that has stuck with me ever since; he told me to love again." Regina paused, trying to gather herself, she continued. "By giving this to you, Emma, it is a symbol not only of my trust but of my love as well. You are my happy ending, most importantly, you are my chance to love again."
Emma, with tears streaming down her face, looked up at the brunette who now was crouch in front of her; "D-Do I have to put it on myself?" Emma asked innocently which brought a smile to Regina's face.
"No, I think I can manage to do that, my dear." She laughed as she took the ring out of the box and slid it onto Emma's finger, bringing her hand up to her face, she placed a gentle kiss on her hand before lowering it. "You are mine, Emma Swan. And I want you to know that I do not share well."
Emma scoffed, "Yeah. I've noticed."
"Now, what do you say we go back to Storybrooke and see our son?"
"I'd like that a lot."
It hadn't been long since they started, well, whatever the hell they were doing at the time. Regina collapsed onto the bed beside the blonde after satisfying her, she could still taste the blonde's juices on her lips. She had shut her eyes at the taste of the blonde, she was so sweet and extremely intoxicating that it made Regina think for a brief moment that she may never go back to drinking alcohol. They lay close together, Emma's head rested on Regina's shoulder; Regina was going to tell the Sheriff to get out like usual, but there was something different about tonight.
Regina closed her eyes and looked up at the ceiling to see colorful sparkles hovering about her bed, from that moment on she knew that they had made the most powerful magic of all.
They had arrived at the Mayoral Mansion at around noon, and after practically force feeding Emma who wasn't feelig all that well, Regina dropped her off at Charming and Snow's apartment to gather their son. No one is staring at you, Emma thought to herself as she awkwardly stood outside at the door of the apartment complex waiting for somebody to buzz her in, the bump isn't big enough for anyone to notice. Yet.
The sound of Regina's Meredes announced their return as Emma pulled up to the aparment complex in Regina's car, the ring on her finger suddlenly weighed a hundred pounds. She wanted to stick her hand in her jacket pocket and not remove it, or possibly even sit on it before anyone could notice, but she knew that it would only make her behaviour that more suspicious to her parents. Emma listend to the sound of her boots clomping up the sidewalk, hearing that sound normally would've been soothing to listen to, but right now it just made her even more anxioius.
Climbing the stairs with her hand gripping the railing, she arrived at the apartment sooner than she would've liked, raising her hand she knocked on the door. "The door is open!" Somebody hollered from the otherside, Emma paused with her hand on the doorknob before turning it and pushing the door open to reveal her mother clearly occupied in the kitchen.
"I hope you got the right kind of turkey this time, Charming, because I cannot sent to the store another time to return-"Snow cut her sentance short when she looked up and realized that the person now standing in the livingroom was not the person she was expecting, "Emma?"
"Hey, mom." She replied nervously not knowing what else to say to the brunette, 'sorry for randomly skipping town without notice but I am pregnant and wasn't sure if my girlfriend wanted me or not?', she knew that wouldn't make things any better.
"Oh, my god, Emma." Snow gasped as she put down what she was doing and ran to her daughter, wrapping her arms around her, afraid to let go as if she was going to wake up from a dream. "Where on earth have you been? We've been worried sick about you!"
"Who are you talking to, grandma?" Henry's voice echoed through the apartment casuing Emma's stomach to do a backflip inside her body, well...This just got better. She thought to herself before turning around to face the two that just came in the door, "Hey kid." Emma put on a fake smile hoping that neither of them would be able to see through it."
"Ma, you're back!" He smile cheekily before running towards the blond and tackled her, nearly causing her to fall over; she gently kissed the top of his head, keeping him as close to her as she possibly could without suffocating him. "Where did you go? I missed you." He mumbled into her stomach before pulling back to meet her gaze.
"I missed you too kid, but sometimes adults need a little 'me time, but I'm back now and that is all that matters." She smiled at him. "Now, go get your stuff. We are going to go to Regina's for a bit, she want's to see you."
"Cool!" Henry smiled before scrambling to get his things.
"A little 'me time', Emma?" Snow knew her daughter, she aslo knew better than to fall for that. "What's really going on?"
"It's nothing, mom. Really, I'm fine."
"Never the less," David stepped foraward to give his daughter a hug, Emma could feel the bile start to gather in her mouth. Oh god, not now. She hought to herself, holding it off as long as possible. But as he got closer to her, the pain in her stomach intensified. "It is good to have you back, we missed you."
"Excuse me!" She gasped, purposly avoiding his arms before beelining for the bathroom with her hand clamped over her mouth. She felt so horrible in that moment that she didn't care about the hurt that crossed Snow's face-running up the stairs and towards the bathroom- she silently prayed that she would make it. Leaning over the toilet, she was violently sick.
"Emma? What's wrong?" Snow's voice echoed through the bathroom, she knew that they had followed her; unable to respond to her mother's question, she continued to empty her stomach contents into the toilet which didn't consist of much. Just the breakfast that Regina had prepared for her this morning.
"Damn it." Emma moaned when she could breathe again.
"Are you alright?" David's voice was strained at the sight of his daughter sitting on the bathroom floor looking like hell itself.
"I'm fine," Emma panted. "Please leave, you don't need to see this."
"Not going to happen, Emma." Snow replied for her husband, Emma easily picked up on the offense in her voice. "You're sick, let us take care of you."
"Trust me, Snow, I'm not sick." Emma sighed as she gathered what strength she had to stand up. Walking over to the sink, she took some water in her hands and lifted to her mouth to rinse it out before spitting it into the sink.
"Well, it's not like you're pregnant." Snow laughed, when Emma's mouth tasted better, she turned around to face her now curious parents. Dropping her gaze, she looked at her feet awkwardly making Snow gasp. "O-Oh my god, Emma."
"I-I'm sorry, I wanted to wait for a good time to tell you." Emma sighed. "I didn't want you to find out, well, like this."
"Well, when were you going to tell us?" Snow raised her voice. "When you finally started showing? When you went into labour?"
"If I felt that was the right time, then yes."
"You thought it was right to hide the fact that you are pregnant with our second grandchild? You thought that we didn't deserve to know?" Snow was now yelling, oblivious to the fact that Henry was watching from his doorway across the hall.
"No, Mary Margret...Snow...Mom. Whatever the hell I am supposed to call you!" Emma was now yelling as well. "What was I supposed to do? Randomly approach you in Granny's and say 'oh, hey mom, I've been sleeping with Regina and now I'm pregnant with her magical baby?'"
"You've been sleeping with Regina fucking Mills!" Snow shrieked, her facial expression changing from angry to something that Emma, not even David had seen before; but it scared them to the core as Snow approached her daughter, gripped her shirt and pulled her dangerously close to her face, "You are going to abort that, that thing Emma. Or I will force you to do it." Snow growled. "It's a danger not only to this family, but to all of Storybrooke."
"It's not a thing, its a baby." Emma panted, feeling her anger swell within her. "And you are the danger. From now on you will stay away from me, from Henry; and most importantly, you will stay away from this baby becasue you don't deserve to be a grandmather." Emma spat at her before pushing past her, Snow grabbed Emma's wrist forcefully. "You will not walk away from me, young lady. We're family."
Emma laughed coldly and removed her arm from Snow's grip, "we sure as hell aren't family anymore."
Snow and Charming stood in the doorway of the bathroom and watched as Emma took Henry by the hand and lead him downstairs, they continued to stand there until they heard the front door shut. David turned to his wife, "What the hell have you done."
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