They practiced the summoning spell over and over and piece by piece her belongings filled the spare room of the mansion. It was feeling more and more like home and she ate up every compliment Regina gave her.
"Tomorrow we will start working with the elements. It is a little more difficult but you are a quick study Emma, I'm positive you will be throwing fireballs in no time!"
Regina let out an honest laugh and Emma smirked and gazed up at the former mayor. Their eyes met and Regina licked her lips. They both felt the nervous energy between them and the brunette was the first to break from the charged gaze. "I'm going to start dinner. Please make yourself at home." she said nervously.
"Mind if I take a shower?" Emma asked hopefully.
"Do you have to ask to take showers at home Miss Swan?"
"Well yeah, three adults and a preteen there's not a lot of hot water."
"You'll find my water heater is larger than a bucket. Make yourself at my home." Regina smiled and left the blonde to it.
Emma opened her dresser and pulled out some loose fitting pajama pants and an over-sized tee shirt.
If this damn thing doesn't go away soon I'm going to invest in some boxer briefs!
Emma cringed at having to purchase clothing to accommodate her new appendage. She turned on the shower, got undressed and inspected said appendage.
There's gotta be a way to get rid of this stupid thing faster. Or maybe I can tape it down so it doesn't stick out so much?
Emma stepped into the shower and noticed right away the fancy shower head had programmable settings.
Of course.
Just like everything else in the mansion, it screamed high class and Regina Mills. Emma started to lather up and breathed in the perfumey scent of the soap. Emma knew that smell and what it reminded her of, or more specifically, who. Before Emma knew what she was doing her hand started stroking her new little annoyance as she thought about the brunette. Getting off in the shower thinking about that woman was not something new. It was practically a nightly routine. However doing it in the woman's own shower on top of pulling on a penis was just all kinds of messed up. Emma tried really hard to not let those thoughts get in the way of the crazy amount of pleasure she was feeling. She thought that perhaps if she could come it would finally go away. She felt the low coil in her abdomen and she let the warm spray hit her back as she awkwardly pulled on her member. She finally got into a good rhythm when a bang on the door startled her out of her fantasy.
"Mom said just because it isn't a bucket doesn't mean you need to use the whole thing!" the voice of her son was like a cold wet blanket to her libido, but interestingly enough, not to her appendage which still stood tall and proud.
She grumbled and called to Henry telling her she was getting out.
Back in her bedroom Emma pulled out a pair of boy shorts. They had been snug without the extra, stiff, diving board. With it they would hold her extra appendage tight to her body. She slipped them on and sighed as the head of her friend stuck out the top of the underwear. Fucking hell. She muttered to herself and slipped the pajama pants on and went downstairs. The tight feel of the underwear didn't bother her as much as the loose rubbing against the sweat pants had and Emma relaxed as it didn't hurt as much to walk. Or sit. Or stand. Or exist.
She goaded Henry into helping her and Regina prepare dinner. It was their first real meal as a family and Emma realized that it was exactly how she always imagined having a real family would be like. Would feel like.
Emma was chopping vegetables and slapping at Henry as he kept stealing them. She had a contented smirk on her face and Regina inquired about it, still concerned that the blonde was hiding something from her. "Henry will you run down to the cellar and grab a bottle of cooking sherry?" the boy snagged one more carrot slice and dodged Emma's swat as the pair giggled and she threatened him.
"Is everything alright Miss Swan?" Regina studied the blonde's face when she answered.
"Seriously, everything is great. This is kind of great."
"What is dear?"
"This." Emma waved around the kitchen then met Regina's confused look and started to tear up at the idea of telling the brunette what exactly she meant. "Emma…" Regina stepped closer confusion melting into worry and Emma chuckled and shook her head. "It's stupid."
"I am rather used to your idiocy Miss Swan, tell me anyway." Regina said in such a way Emma knew the brunette didn't mean anything by it and it was said to put her at ease.
"I've had fantasies about this. Doing this."
"You fantasize about chopping carrots? Dear you have the internet right?"
Emma rolled her eyes and explained herself, "I mean when I was a kid. I would imagine what having a family would be like, and this is it. He really…" Emma choked up and Regina put her hand on the small of her back in silent support which only forced the tears to come all the harder. "He really has a great childhood because of you Regina."
"He has both of us dear." The former mayor subtly reminded.
"Yeah he does." Emma nodded and pulled herself together when the pair heard Henry's tell tale sneakers bounding up the stairs.
Emma was startled awake in the middle of the night by something sounding like a cry for help. It sounded like a child and she immediately assumed it was her son. She got up and went down the hall to where the boy's bedroom door was ajar just a crack and she slipped in to see Henry was lying still in his bed. His breathing was not deep enough for him to be sleeping so she knelt down next to his bed and asked if he was alright in a breathy whisper.
"Yeah." He whispered back.
"Okay. Did you have a nightmare?"
The boy shook his head no.
"Oh. I thought I heard you cry out. Are you sure you're…"
"That wasn't me." he cut her off.
"Oh." Emma whispered then turned her head towards the door of his room. "Oh! Does she do that a lot?"
"More now than before, but yeah she's always had night terrors." he whispered sadly.
Emma's brow crinkled as she took in this very private piece of information about the former mayor. "I used to crawl into her bed when I was a little boy, that sometimes helped, but these, these are different. She cries afterwards. I don't know how to help her ma."
Emma nodded and her mind reeled. God do I go in there? What if she is having nightmares about me? About what I did to her? If I go in there will I make it worse? Can I go back to bed and listen to her cry?
No. Absolutely not.
"Okay kid, go back to sleep, David has a big day planned for you two tomorrow and I suspect you'll need your rest."
"What about mom?"
"I'm the savior kid. I'll try and save her from those bad dreams okay buddy?" Emma whispered with confidence she didn't at all feel and tucked him back into bed.
Emma slipped out of her son's room and headed back down the hall towards her own. She passed by her door and silently crept up to the queen's door. She tried the handle thinking there was a chance it was locked, but the handle twisted smoothly in her hand. She poked her head in and felt every bit of the intruder she knew she was.
Please don't scream. Please don't scream. Please don't scream.
Regina was curled up in a ball facing away from the door and Emma could see her breath was deep, much too deep for her to be awake. The queen pulled her legs tighter to her chest and shook her head then cried out, "No!" and Emma quickened her movements toward the bed. The blonde knelt down gingerly and slipped under the covers when the queen started to sob. Emma rested her palm on the queen's back between her shoulder blades and began to rub her hand in little circles. Regina regained consciousness with a startle and quickly realized she was not alone and mumbled, "Henry?"
"No it's me." Emma whispered. "It's okay. You're safe. Go back to sleep."
Regina didn't flinch or tighten up at Emma's voice and Emma took that as a good sign that perhaps the dreams were not about her after all.
The queen rolled back into the blonde and Emma abandoned her soothing circles and wrapped her arm around the woman securely. Emma felt the former mayor relax into her body and easily fell back into a deep sleep. Emma whispered into the base of Regina's neck. "You are safe with me."