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Escort Services: Chapter 21 – Little Secrets
A slick sheet of sweat glazed Emma's flushed skin. She closed her eyes tightly, the waves of another earth-shattering orgasm coursing through her body; her arm gave way and she collapsed on top of the brunette who was also withering beneath her. The pair breathed rapidly, in sync. Regina held Emma's body against her own with one arm and haphazardly pushed back her saturated brown locks, her hair now slicked back. Emma's nose nudged into the crook of Regina's in an almost affectionate manner as she dug her fingers deeper within the brunette. Regina whimpered, obviously pleased with the blonde's actions. She felt the build up from deep inside her core as Emma pumped away. The muscles in her legs had begun to spasm, and she grabbed a handful of golden locks.
Regina's eyes shut, now only moments away.
"Don't stop." Her voice cracked slightly as she arrived at the precipice.
Emma felt the woman's muscles tighten around her fingers, her own muscles ached but she managed to conjure enough energy to lift herself up so that she could admire Regina's remarkable features in a time of sheer ecstasy.
"I won't." She whispered back.
Regina's eyes flung open, only to stare straight into green eyes. Without another thought, Emma collided their lips together. The brunette moaned into the kiss, her body trembling from the ferocity. Emma felt a warm liquid seep through her fingers; satisfied with her work she broke off the kiss and brought her drenched fingers into her mouth. Regina's eyes darkened, captivated by the sight of Emma intentionally licking her fingers in a slow and tantalizing pace. She, herself, wasn't even aware of the moan that escaped her own lips.
"You were amazing." Emma blurted out.
Startled by the unforeseen comment, Regina blushed, the moonlight illuminating her features. Speechless by the comment, she decided to nod in response – unable to meet the blonde's eyes. However, her eyes caught the time and she immediately pushed the blonde off her and sat upwards.
"Oh my god, it's 3 am! We need to be up in 7 hours!" Regina shrieked silently, berating herself for allowing the duration of the activity to extend for longer than originally planned.
Emma rolled her eyes, now on the other side of the bed.
"Way to kill the mood, Regina."
The Mayor glared at the woman sprawled out on her bed, "Unlike you Miss Swan, I actually require an adequate amount of sleep to do my job." She retaliated with no hesitance.
Ouch. Defeated, Emma sighed. She raised her hands in defense, "Yes, you're right. So I'll be on my way then."
The brunette rolled her eyes at the blonde's course of action, "Don't be ridiculous, it's far too late to be out now." She reasoned noncommittally, her eyes following Emma's every move – she was searching for her clothes.
Without looking up, Emma shrugged, "The roads are quiet. The likelihood of me crashing is very unlikely."
Regina sighed realizing that Emma was indeed upset with her. She got up from the bed and held the sheet close to her body as she approached the blonde. "Emma." She whispered, her tone somewhere between regretful and tired, Emma couldn't tell. The former escort didn't respond as she clasped her bra in place. If Emma was honest with herself, she admittedly couldn't keep up with Regina's constant shift between hot and cold. One minute the brunette's soft and tender around her, the next she is harsh and cold – a side that she had become accustomed to. She didn't even know where Regina and her stood, were they in a relationship or was this some temporarily satisfying fling.
"Emma, stop." Regina implored softly, releasing an arm from the sheet to rest gently on her forearm.
Emma breathed out a loud sigh, shifting her attention to Regina – her silence indicating that she had indeed focused her attention onto the brunette.
"Stay." Regina uttered quietly. The softness of the word resonated throughout the room. Emma's heart tightened at the sense of vulnerability conveyed through her intimate actions. The brunette trailed her hand across Emma's forearm, gently grazing her skin. Emma watched intently as the woman's fingers weaved with her own. Brown eyes locked on green and she carefully tugged the woman back over to the bed, further initiating her earlier intention.
"Okay, I'll stay." Emma nodded. She broke their contact for a brief moment to hop in on the other side of the bed, before once again threading her fingers through Regina's. Both women lay on their sides, facing each other – hands entwined between the small space separating them. The silence was deafening, but not uncomfortable. Emma was unsure of how to act around the brunette, partially due to Regina's ever-changing mood swings and her own insecurities. She hadn't felt this way about someone in over a decade, and somehow the mayor of a small town in Maine managed to have a significant impact on her view of life and of herself.
"When I was a kid in the system…" Emma paused in thought. She felt Regina lightly squeeze her hand, silently encouraging her to continue.
"…I used to always tell myself that it would get better, that I would get my happy ending as Henry would say." She chuckled softly into the darkness.
"My mother…" Regina started, but halted momentarily unsure of whether to approach this sensitive matter that had evidently had a potent affect on her outlook of life. Swallowing nervously, she continued. "She was very manipulative and controlling, I often had no say in certain…activities I took part in. I attempted to run-away numerous times but she'd always find me." The brunette stared at their conjoined hands; memories buried underneath decades of a false life here in Storybrooke reached the surface.
"As much as I never wanted to admit it, being pregnant in jail was hard. I had to be extra careful, there were many people who I just wanted to punch but I had to be wary of Henry." Emma reminisced calmly, unconsciously inching her body closer to the brunette's.
"When I adopted Henry, I had a complete nervous breakdown. I thought I'd never be a good enough parent for him. Unfortunately for me, I had underestimated the responsibilities that came with raising a child. But I would do it all over again." Regina smiled lightly at the grinning blonde.
"You are a wonderful mother. I couldn't have asked for a better life for him. He got lucky, very lucky to have someone like you as a mother."
Regina raised a curious brow, "Someone like me?" She questioned, a smile evident throughout her tone.
The blonde grinned and placed Regina's hand on her hip, replicating the action to the brunette – pulling her closer. "Mhmmm. Someone who is kind, gentle…" She tucked a loose brown lock behind Regina's ear. "Loving…I'm confident that you gave him the life he deserved." Emma's lips ghosted Regina's, she was patiently waiting for the brunette to close the distance between them and much to her relief she didn't have to wait long.
Regina subtly parted Emma's lips, allowing her tongue to roam in the blonde's mouth. She gently pushed Emma onto her back smothering the blonde's body with her own. Regina savoured the feeling of her lips against her own; she simply couldn't get enough of the blonde. An unexpected rush of happiness washed over her as Emma gently nibbled on her lip – a pure sign of underlying affection. Emma tightened her hold on the brunette's body and slid her hand along her jaw, her thumb caressed Regina's cheek as the kiss slowed.
The brunette pulled away slightly to gaze into green eyes, "We better get some rest before tomorrow." She whispered tiredly.
Emma could tell that she was indeed tired, judging by the soft tone of her voice and what she described as a "cute" yawn that followed after.
"Okay, babe." The blonde murmured without a second thought much to Regina's dismay.
"Don't call me that." Regina grumbled, her head now lying comfortably below Emma's chin – her eyes struggling to stay open. A small smile flurried across her features at the endearment that she had deemed inappropriate not too long ago. Her smile increased at the soft snoring coming from the blonde. Regina lifted her head to gaze at the sleeping woman; hesitantly she placed a lingering kiss on Emma's cheek before snuggling back into the woman's warm body. Unknown to the brunette, she missed the gleaming smile that broke on Emma's face after her silent display of devotion.
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Present
All the girls in the large spacious room remained silent, their own shock obviously too overwhelming for them to overcome. Ruby's jaw was practically on the floor, noticing the sight Belle chuckled and grabbed a nearby napkin to wipe the drool that had escaped the woman's mouth.
Kyrah took a large gulp of wine, "That was extremely hot, guys."
"I second it!" Blue chirped.
"I third it!" Belle and Ruby exclaimed ecstatically.
Kathryn squealed, "Aaww, you guys were so adorable! Trust Regina to go all hot and cold on you." The woman chuckled, giving the beautiful brunette bride a teasing wink.
Granny had a beaming grin on her face, "I agree! Snow, what'd you think?"
Everyone turned their heads towards the pixie-haired woman, expecting her to be in an understanding amount of shock. What they didn't expect was to find the woman unconscious on the floor – obviously Regina going into detail about her and Emma's sex life proved too much for the Queen.
Ruby, Ashley and Kathryn were all on the floor holding their stomachs, their continuous laughing echoed throughout the entire room that everyone eventually joined in. Regina was silently pleased with herself. Although she no longer had a desire to murder her wife's mother, she still indulged in getting her digs at the brunette whenever she could.
"Good one, Regina!" Emma face palmed, "Now my mother is actually unconscious."
Regina raised an eyebrow, "Oh so it's my fault? If anything I went light on the details of our very breath-taking sex life back then." She purred seductively into her wife's ear. Emma shivered unconsciously at the feeling of her hot breath so close to her.
Emma immediately cleared her throat, "Someone wake up my mother please."
Kyrah glanced at her nearly empty wine glass, and then shifted her gaze towards Mary Margaret whom was lying next to her. She shrugged and tipped the last remnants of her wine on the woman's face. Snow immediately came to life, but frowned as droplets of alcohol reached her lips.
"Oh my god, what happened? And why is there wine on me?" Snow wiped the liquid off her face, a puzzled expression following after.
"You fainted!" Ruby exclaimed, "And I missed it..." She whispered to herself.
Kyrah laughed, "One second your sitting there peachy as ever, and next thing you know you dropped dead like a fly." She shook her head, the alcohol obviously taking its toll.
Snow blushed at her minor lapse of consciousness. What she found interesting though was that her daughter-in-law seemed to be struggling to contain her laughter at the crossed her arms over her chest, feigning irritation her line of sight now on the brunette.
"I'm sure you found that hilarious, right?" She asked playfully, and already knowing the answer.
Regina covered her mouth with her hand before bursting out in laughter."Oh I'm sorry Snow, It was just a rare...situation that's all. I thought I'd indulge myself whenever possible." She explained lightly with a gentle smile.
Emma waved her hands around, "Guys come on! We are only half way through the story and the best bit - well at least to me is yet to come." The blonde clapped her hands excitedly.
"Ooooo do you buy some extra accessories to help out in the bedroom department!" Kathryn raised a cheeky eyebrow, earning wolf whistles from the group who seemed enthralled at the notion.
Ruby's eyes widened, "OMG guys! Do you get like dildos, vibrators?" She quizzed enthusiastically before frowning in deep thought. "Ahh!" She breathed out in frustration. "What is it called when you engage in stuff like gagging and being chained to a bowling ball?" She glanced around the group in search of an answer. However, before any of the captivated ladies could answer the question they heard a loud thump.
"There goes the Queen again." Kyrah chuckled, her eyes trailing Snow's once again still body.
Regina sat up straight, "Do try to not rid your wine on Snow Miss Parker, it was very expensive."
"Do you want me to poke her repeatedly?" Ruby suggested.
Emma waved a hand dismissively, "Nah, she'll be right in a minute." She nudged her chucling wife beside her. "And you, stop laughing," She failed her hide her own smile at her mother's unconsciousness once again.
"Okay guys tell us more! What happened next!?" Asjley leaned forward, on the edge of the couch along with the other women who emulated the shift in position - evidently intrigued as to what happened next.
Emma smiled fondly as she reassessed the memory, "Well for the second time I woke up to the most beautiful woman in the entire universe. She paused and flicked her gaze on to Regina, her wife. Without a second thought she attached their lips in a soft tender kiss that conveyed years of love and devotion. Regina grinned into the kiss before gently pulling away, allowing Emma to continue with the story of how they met and how they got here.
Emma turned her attention back on to their smirking audience. "It was almost surreal, as my arms were wrapped around her I had come to the conclusion that I was hopelessly and utterly in love with Regina..."
Past
The sun had not risen yet, but Emma was woken by the shift of a body in her arms. Still exhausted by last nights festivities as she called them, her body was in no way shape or form to conform to a notion known as daytime just yet. However, the warmth that radiated through out every inch of her being like a wild fire in an endless forest jolted her to life. Her eyes sprung open, her heart immediately warming tenderly at the sight. Regina's head laid on her collarbone, an even exhale blew lightly on Emma's chest. Their legs were entwined, arms wrapped securely around one another- as though they were clinging or holding on for their life. Emma brushed disheveled brown locks out of Regina's face, she was truly peaceful when she slept. The blonde was almost sure that she had seen a faint smile flutter briefly across the brunette's features. Emma smiled in thought. I just love her, she thought carelessly. After a few moments her eyes widened at what she had just thought internally. She loved Regina? No, there's no way. Emma frowned now deeply puzzled by her own mindless confession. However, as soon as her frantic eyes landed on Regina- she knew her answer.
"Oh my god, I do love you." Emma whispered more to herself than the softly snoring woman on top of her.
"Oh shit, you would totally flip your shit if you heard that." She murmured inaudibly, calculating what the chances were of Regina feeling the same.
Emma shook her head, obviously not liking the odds. "She'd never fall in love with someone like me." Emma held Regina tighter, while attempting to evade those particular thoughts that threatened to drive her to a near insanity.
Another realisation flooded the blonde's mind. "Oh crap and to top it all off i'm talking to myself. How sane of me." She quietly mocked herself.
Before another thought could invade her mind she was already fast asleep.
...
The sun peaked through the thin curtains and flooded the room with light. Regina groaned and shifted in the warm embrace. She had never felt so safe in her entire life. Despite moments where her mother's infamous line 'Love is weakness' creeps into her mind, she tries to enjoy the happiness she feels whenever the blonde's near her. A smile graced her lips, she was currently content with life- in spite of knowing that Emma may just be her undoing, curse and all. Not wanting to even think about her past life that sometimes wasn't a past life at all, she tightened her hold on the woman. Her ears perked suddenly at the sound coming from the blonde.
"I love bear claws." Emma murmured in her sleep.
Regina lifted her head slightly and almost laughed at the woman who was deadset unconscious. No leprechauns this time, she noted with a soft chuckle.
"I especially love bears with claws." Emma slurred once again.
Regina playfully rolled her eyes and gave the woman a soft knudge- at the realisation that it was indeed 9am. And although it was a Saturday, Regina was never the type of person to sleep in.
Emma groaned, "You're one of those morning people aren't you?" Her eyes fluttered open, slightly wincing at the intrusion of light.
"Yes, dear. Much to your disfortune."
"I don't like morning people." Emma stared tiredly at the ceiling. She hlanced back down and caught Regina's raised eyebrow, with a less than unimpressed expression.
"In fact, I don't like mornings...or people..." She spoke tiredly with a yawn escaping. Emma peaked a look at Regina's glare which had escalated. "I guess I could make an exception." She patted the brunette who tried to hide the grin on her face.
"Did I talk in my sleep again?"
"Yes, you did. Interesting how you love bear claws and bears with claws." Regina spoke in an amused tone.
Emma laughed gently, "I'm surprised I didn't mention something embarassing like my waxing routine."
Regina raised a curious brow. Emma grinned proudly, "I wax down there."
"Oh I know, dear." Regina practically purred.
Obviously not taking realising Regina's comment Emma sighed happily, "Now my socks slide on real easy."
Regina frowned in confusion, "Wait, what?"
Emma frowned,but immediately blushed as she realised exactly where Regina must of thought she waxed. "Regina! Get your head out of the gutter!" The blonde feigned shock and all Regina could do was hide her embarassment by snuggling back into the blonde's body.
"Be a litte more specific next time, Miss Swan."
"You actually don't know how much of a turn on that is." Emma confessed.
She felt Regina's chuckle vibrate throughout her entire body. "I guess i'll have to use that to my advantage now."
Emma nodded tiredly, "Do we have to practice the waltz again today? I'd rather eat a fried tarantula than do that." She whined like a 5 year old.
"Yes, dear. And if you ever eat something as foul as that I will never kiss you again." Regina responsed playfully but maintained the firmness in her voice.
"I heard it tastes like chicken..." Emma pondered for a moment.
Regina sighed into the woman, but immediately sat up at the realisation of the time. She had many errands she had to run today. "Okay, time to get up. I have plenty of errands to run and you will be accompanying me." She demanded with no question and immediately threw her silk pyjamas.
Emma whined as she haphazardly tossed the duvet off her body. "You're a meanie." She grumbled.
"And you're a 'stinky'. So go shower before we leave." Regina retorted instantly, while rearranging her hair in the mirror.
"I wasn't even planning to have a shower."
Regina scoffed,"Here I thought you'd be smart enough to know that you need one. Badly."
Emma shrugged, "Well we all think we're pretty smart until we try to turn on someone else's shower." She yawned while making her way too the bathroom as bare as the day she was born.
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