A/N: Hang in there with me, this a longer than normal author's note.
RedBeauty make an appearance in this chapter, I've planned for them from the start, not sure how much will actually focus on them, as this is a SwanQueen story, but they will be supporting characters and will be around.
Chapter 8
What happened, David?" Regina questioned as they rematerialized outside the hospital in a cloud of lilac smoke, he'd been against traveling that way at first but she'd insisted and he quickly acquiesced, not wanting be left behind. They had materialized in the fire lane and he lept over the curb after her, he had to jog to keep up with his smaller daughter-in-law as the brunette moved faster than she ought to have been able in her 4 inch heels. As he was giving her the basic rundown on what happened, they were greeted by a blonde, female doctor, "She's fine, Regina. They're patching her up right now, she did lose a lot of blood and she is unconscious, but they transfused her and they expect her to wake up soon. Do you hear me? No lasting damage, through and through, she's fine. Most likely you can take her home late today, early tomorrow," Joann moved away and pointed to the corner, where Ruby sat, "She had Deputy Lucas contact me, I met the trauma team here, I was able to inform them of her special condition," Dr. Hendricks kept her words vague, unsure how much the blonde's parents knew about Emma's temporary anatomy, "As soon as they finish stabilizing her, they're going to come get you so you can go see her." Regina sagged with relief, ignoring the tears that fell steadily down her face, she turned towards David as fury took over her features, "Why were they there alone!?" Regina growled at a nurse that tried to usher them into a private side room, a glance around the room at the faces staring back at her in fear and she let the woman lead them into the room. She was pacing as soon as the door closed, waiting for his answer, after throwing up a basic silencing spell.
"Emma thought they could handle the problem! He was 12!" David shouted after the magic silenced the room, his daughter was injured and he was not in the mood to be shouted at by her wife. "It didn't matter though, as soon as Ruby called me I dressed and headed their way, I got there seconds after it ended," his voice was quieter as he made his admission. Regina stormed from one end of the small room to the other, magic swirled around her small frame in dark purple wisps, when she turned to face him he shivered, her eyes raged with a purple swirl, "Why were there guns still in the house?" Her voice was calm now and honestly he preferred the yelling, "We'd taken Henderson out! Removed the threat, we had no reason to remove them!" He scrubbed at his face with a roughened palm, he knew he was still more or less yelling, but damnit how else was he supposed to interact with this version of his daughter-in-law? "It was her property, Regina! We don't make a habit of removing domestic abuse victims property!"
She stalked towards him, she knew all these things in her head, she did, but still, "You are her father! Where were you?" She was hardly a foot from him and shouting again, he shoved aside the pain her words caused and channeled it into his own anger, "Me!? You're her wife! You should be with her, you should be back there! Healing her!" Her place was with her wife, not railing at him.
"I CAN'T!"
The admission cost her and she broke, the swirling purple faded and tears streamed down her face, she collapsed against him as David's ams came around her and he was stunned into silence. He held her as she sobbed, finding himself in a position he never thought possible, he soothed her as best he could, rubbing her heaving back and holding his own tears back as he felt her's seep through his uniform shirt as she clung to it, to him.
Minutes passed and she pulled away, wiping at her eyes and clearing away the running mascara with a finger, "We have an agreement in place, I can't heal her unless it's actually life threatening, maybe if I'd not already spoken with Joann I could excuse it, but I can't," the brunette collapsed into one of the chairs. David sat next her and pushed the box of kleenex across the table to her, "I don't understand, Regina?" She sighed and plucked a tissue from the box, blew her nose and looked up at him with red rimmed eyes, "When we first realized we had True Love," he started at that, sure the whole town suspected, but they had never actually said it aloud, "We agreed that it wouldn't rule us, we wouldn't let it be the reason we were together or the reason we stayed together. All of us, you, Snow, myself and Emma more or less, we might all be from the same land, but we grew up in vastly different worlds, David," she paused to wipe at her eyes, "In the world her and I grew up in, love doesn't just happen and you can't always trust it, we didn't want to be chained by the mythos of it, so we set a few rules for each other in place."
David sat and listened, but a part of him was still lost, "Most are irrelevant here, however one is, as two magical beings, we have many abilities tied into True Love that even you and Snow don't share, one of those, yes, is healing magic. I am far more comfortable with magic than I suspect Emma ever will be, infuriating woman won't even take the time to learn the most basic self healing spell, learning to heal others though? Damned, Savior," Regina muttered the last, she paused for a moment and with a flick of her wrist a pitcher of water and two glasses appeared, "I tend to use magic far more cavalierly then she, a product of my youth I suspect," Regina poured them each a glass and she sipped at hers, "We agreed that unless it was life threatening, we would not tap into our magic and heal the other, like I said if I hadn't already spoken to Joann, I would have no problems storming back there and healing her, but I won't break my word to her, David. I won't."
He blinked at her, processing the information she'd just given him, finally his brain caught up, "She's injured! You're her wife, you can do something!" His voice was raised again, he wasn't yelling but it wasn't his normal voice either. She sighed, "You think I don't want to?! I do, desperately, but I won't defy her wishes, she doesn't want to rely on magic to fix her. She doesn't want to feel like she has no consequences to life, for her it's no different then someone relying on pain medication, it's the same damn reason she refuses to use magic on non-magical calls and vice-versa, she's too damned determined to be as "normal" as she can be, normal to her at least and I'll be damned if I don't love her more for it, in the same breath that I am terrified for her," that admission cost her something deep down, David started to open his mouth in protest but she held up a hand to forestall him, "Do you have any medical mandates written out for Snow? So if anything happens to you she knows your wishes?" He paused and deflated, he knew where this was going, "Yes, of course, living here, doing what I do, of course," they may have all been from the Enchanted Forest once, but the longer they lived in this world, the more they were adapting to a life that fit within it.
"It's no different, David. Her directives to me and me to her are that unless it's life threatening, we are not to interfere in the normal healing process, unless express permission is given, to be honest though, this is the first time we're having to test this "living will" thing," her tears started again and she dabbed at them in frustration, she didn't used to cry this much, Goddamnit Emma.
"The hell it's not!" He shouted at her, trying to ignore the broken woman before him, watery eyes, darker than he'd ever seen on the woman met his, he sighed and finished the water in the glass, he set it down, "You're right, I get it. I just...wish you weren't," he stood and paused when his radio crackled to life, "Look, I've got to go back to the Henderson place, it's just Mulan and Robin out there right now with the morgue crew, and it's Robin's first day on. We'll try to have a report to you by this evening," he hesitated, "It's pretty bad Regina, they did everything right, but it's pretty bad," she stood along with him and allowed him to pull her into a tight hug, "We'll get through this, we're a family and we'll get through this," he offered words of comfort.
She sighed and relaxed into the hug, "I know, for all we know I'll walk into that room and she'll beg me to heal her," Regina smiled as she pulled away, "Now go be the Sheriff, before she wakes up and knocks you back to Deputy," he grinned, glad that their argument, if it could really be called that was over, he still didn't entirely get it, but he understood the desire to honor a spouse's wishes. "Could you... uhh..." he waved his hand in an imitation of her activating magic and she smiled before flicking him away and back to Town Hall and the patrol car he'd left there. Regina took a few minutes to gather herself, wiping away the rest of her ruined makeup and stepping from the room after releasing it from the magic silencing it.
As she exited it she glanced to the corner of the waiting room then, Ruby sat there, elbows on her knees and staring at the floor. She was dressed in her jeans and the uniform white t-shirt, her duty belt was in the chair beside her. The taller brunette had blood up to her elbows and the white t-shirt was liberally dotted with it as well. Belle, whom she hadn't noticed before, sat next to her and kept a comforting hand on the deputies thigh, Regina arched an eyebrow, that was a development she hadn't been aware of. "Is that Emma's blood?" she asked quietly, as she approached.
"Yeah," Ruby's solemn tone did nothing to assuage her returning feelings of abject panic over her wife's health. She stepped closer and after moving Ruby's duty belt to the next chair over, sat next to the younger woman. Ruby turned to face her then, bloodshot eyes stared back at her, "Are you ok, Deputy Lucas?" Regina questioned softly, wondering if anyone had bothered to ask the young woman, besides Belle apparently. "Yeah," came the same monotone response, her voice sounded raw. "I mean, I'm not, I know I'm not. But Em's alive, so am I," she clasped Belle's hand in her own and leaned back in her chair, "It was bad, Regina. I don't know what David told you, but it was bad."
Regina just nodded, she'd deal with the details later, when she had to deal with it as Mayor, right now she was just Regina, Emma's wife. They sat in a silence that wasn't entirely comfortable, an hour passed and Snow had joined them. She hadn't said anything, just moved Ruby's duty belt again and sat next to her daughter-in-law, clasping Regina's hand in her own. The brunette had looked startled, the two of them certainly got along these days, well even, but their level of physical affection had never been high. Snow just smiled and squeezed. Regina relaxed and squeezed back before settling back into her chair again.
"Mayor Swan-Mills?" Another hour had passed before the trauma Doctor had entered and was calling for Regina. All four women stood and the older man headed their way, "Mayor, your wife is going to be just fine," Regina sagged back down into her chair. Joann had said she would be fine, but it meant more coming from the doctor who had worked on her. He smiled kindly at the normally so put together woman. "She did lose a decent amount of blood, we gave her blood and we've got her levels stabilized now, but she is still unconscious," then Snow was beside her and holding her hand again. "We expect her to wake in the next couple of hours, there's no reason she can't go home tonight if her stats remain stable for a few hours, I've written a prescription for pain pills and we'll send you with extra bandaging, the nurse will show how to care for the wounds once your wife is awake." His phone pinged then and he glanced at it, "I need to go, two of you can sit with her if you like, just ask for her room at the nurses station on the third floor, outpatient recovery," and then he was gone.
"I, uh, should probably head out to the Henderson place, see if they need help," Ruby's voice quietly broke the silence after a few seconds passed. Belle's hand rubbed up and down her arm, stopping finely to cup around the defined bicep, "Are you sure you'll be ok?" Her soft accented voice asked quietly, when Ruby nodded she continued, "I'll take you by your place then, so you can clean up first, ok?" Ruby just smiled, pulled the smaller woman into a quiet but chaste kiss and then together they left the hospital. Regina and Snow just stared after them, "Did you know?" they both asked the other, "No," and, "Not even an inkling," was the response and they headed for the elevator.
Once they'd gotten the room number from the friendly nurses, they headed down the hallway and stepped into Emma's room. They stepped inside and a single sob escaped Regina. She covered it with a hand over her mouth as the door closed quietly behind them, her wife was the only occupant and she lay in the bed, completely still. The beautiful hazel eyes were closed, her face still a little pale, the normally fluffy, shaggy blonde hair lay flat against her head, there was an IV in her left arm and a plastic tube snaked under the sheet, most likely leading to a catheter. She looked so small and helpless in the bed, her right leg was uncovered with two pristine white pillows propped underneath a gap formed between the two pillows so that the bright white bandage wrapped around her mid thigh was unimpeded. A soft hand tucked under her elbow and Snow pulled her forward. They stopped beside the bed and Snow moved around to the opposite side from her daughter-in-law.
With barely contained tears Regina leaned forward and placed a soft kiss to her wife's forehead, brushing the blonde hair from her eyes, "It's time for a haircut, my love," she whispered softly. Snow sniffled from across the bed, sometimes her daughter and her wife made even the original true loves envious of their connection. Snow pulled around one of the chairs to Regina's side, "Why don't you sit Regina?" She laid a hand on the brunette's shoulder, "I'm going to get a cup of coffee, can I get you one?" Regina nodded. Snow was halfway out of the room, "Tea actually, would be nice." she changed her request. She'd already had a cup of coffee this morning and she was trying to regulate herself to that. It was better for her system as she prepared her body to carry a child.
Snow returned and they sat on either side of the blonde's bed, quietly sipping their warm drinks. They'd been in the room not quite an hour when a nurse came in, "Hello, ladies," she greeted, "I'm just here to check her wounds and her catheter," she moved to the bed and peeled back the bandage, Regina turned her head away, she'd look when she had too, but right then, she preferred to not face the realism of Emma's injury. The kindly nurse patted her shoulder, to let her know she had covered the wound again. The nurse gripped the sheet and two seconds before she flipped it up Regina tensed, Snow didn't know they were trying to conceive, she didn't know her wife currently had a penis. The older woman bit her lip and glanced across the bed, Snow just sat there, eyes glued her daughter's lower body, to her penis. The nurse left after she had checked the urethral insertion point and checked the contents of the bag hanging on side of the bed. Then she smiled and stepped out. Silence descended on the room as the two women sat there, not making eye contact and Snow unable to keep her eyes from drifting down her daughter's body.
"Regina?" she finally asked softly.
"Hmm?"
"Emma has a penis," said tentatively.
"Yes she does, dear," plum painted lips twitched, trying to contain her mirth, now that she was with Emma she felt much more settled and her emotions had begun to normalize.
They sat in silence for a few more minutes, then, "Regina?"
"Hmm?"
"I gave birth to Emma…" Snow trailed off.
"Yes, dear. You did," Regina was giving nothing away.
"She didn't have a penis then," the confusion was great in the pixie haired woman's voice.
"No, dear, she didn't," Regina bit her lip, stifling the smile that twitched there.
Silence filled the room, five more minutes passed, then, "Regina?"
"Hmm?"
"Emma gave birth to Henry," a puzzled statement.
"Yes, dear. She did," her lips twitched again and the more Regina thought about it she was having way too much fun with this, but it was a welcome distraction from the limp hand she held in hers.
"She couldn't have done that...with that," a frown crossed porcelain features then.
Another twitch of plum lips, "No, dear. She couldn't have." Silence descended once again and a full ten minutes elapsed, then, "Regina?"
"Hmm?" the hand in hers twitched and her heart thudded.
"Fo...'ove of G'd, 'Gina, just tell her!" The low, groggy, cracking voice of her wife sounded and her head shot up to look into the most magnificent green eyes she'd ever seen. A brilliant smile broke across Regina's face and she cupped a cheek, as she pressed the call button to summon a nurse to the room, "You're awake!"
Emma nodded weakly, "Damn catheter jiggling around…" she muttered and Regina laughed cupping both her wife's cheeks and kissing her. "So good to see your eyes, my love," tears shined in the brunettes eyes but didn't fall, she smiled widely, "You had me worried, you lost a lot of blood," a throat cleared, they both looked up at the blonde's mother. "Is someone going to tell me why my daughter has a penis?" Curiosity really starting to eat at her now that her daughter was awake and talking. Emma smirked, she was starting to feel stronger, her leg hurt like a bitch but the grogginess was starting to fade, "We're trying to get pregnant, Snow," Regina's quiet voice answered. Snow's eyes lit up brightly, but before she could say anything a nurse entered, "Oh you're awake, Sheriff. That's wonderful, how do you feel?"
Emma cleared her throat, her voice came out much stronger this time, "Pretty good, leg hurts and I feel a little weak," she shifted on the bed and grimaced, "Any chance on this catheter coming out?" she asked hopefully. The nurse laughed and agreed, after the doctor visited and passed on any instructions, she'd take care of it.
It was a little after 6 pm by the time the hospital was releasing Emma into her wife's care with specific instructions for the pain pills and how to change the bandages every few hours. They'd asked Snow for discretion of their news and after some mild arguing convinced the woman that all she needed to know was that they were trying, after pouting and agreeing to keep Henry at their house for a few days, Snow had headed to pick up both her son and grandson from Ashley's daycare. Henry had wanted to come the hospital, but after being promised that he could spend the day with them after school tomorrow, he acquiesced and accompanied his uncle.
David had driven them home in Emma's truck, assisted Regina in getting his daughter inside and settled on a couch in the living room before he'd headed back on foot to the station for last minute paperwork about the events of the day. He would be filling the Sheriff shoes for the time Emma had to stay off duty, the doctor had enforced at least one week not working (maybe two) and another three after that not leaving the desk in the station, at which point she would have to meet his physical requirements and the states before she could return to active duty.
Emma was flicking through channels on the tv and sighing when Regina entered the living room after changing into more comfortable clothes, she'd changed into her "I'm stressed" clothes, which happened to be one of Emma's dozen of pairs of sweatpants and one of her wife's shirts that tended to stretch taut across her breasts and hang loosely past her hips, "Bored already darling?" The brunette asked as she stepped around the couch and sat on the coffee table in front of the blonde, "I brought down some clothes for you, do you want help getting into them?" Regina held out the pair of loose cotton boxers and a plain t-shirt she'd brought down. Emma wanted to say she could do it herself, but she really didn't think she could. She'd needed help back at the hospital when getting into the jeans and white t-shirt she'd arrived in, the right leg of which was cut all the way up to her hip, a nurse had helped her then, while Regina was signing her discharge papers, "Yeah I think so, I'll need help at least with the pants," she finally answered as she leaned forward and shucked the t-shirt and sports bra over her head leaving her topless.
Regina smiled, knowing her wife was a proud woman and probably struggling with the concept of asking for help, even from her wife, "First how's your pain level?" Emma shrugged, "Pill has kicked in pretty good, feeling kinda floaty actually," with a lopsided grin the blonde popped the button on her jeans and lowered the zipper. They'd fed her dinner at the hospital before they'd discharged her and she had taken a pain pill before leaving, "That's good darling, I'm going to get you comfortable and then go make myself some dinner, ok?"
After Emma nodded, they managed, after some struggling, and giggling on Emma's part, to get her out of the jeans and briefs and into the loose boxers and shirt, Regina carefully tucked a blanket around her drowsy wife and kissed her forehead, "Hmm, 'Gina?" she startled awake. "Yes, darling?" The brunette smoothed the blonde hair back from her wife's forehead. "D'ya 'member our first time?" A salacious grin broke out across her blonde's sleepy face as she slurred and Regina laughed. "Of course I do, darling. It was wonderful," her wife tried to pull her into a kiss then and the brunette laughed again, holding her amorous wife down with very little effort and a hand on her chest, "Get some rest, sweetheart," Emma still clasped her hand, but her eyes started to droop again and she smiled sleepily, "That's right, love, just close your eyes and sleep, I'll be right here," Emma's eyes closed then and she drifted off. Regina turned the TV off and stood from the couch, gathering Emma's clothes and heading towards the laundry room and kitchen.
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Regina and Emma stumbled through the door into the mansion, they kissed heavily and their bodies moved in a desperate roll against the other. Emma pressed her girlfriend back against the closed front door and moved to kiss and lick along her neck. Regina's arms draped around her neck and the brunette groaned low in her throat. Emma felt like she was burning from the inside out, her clit throbbed and her cunt clenched, she needed to stop now, before she went to far and her gorgeous girlfriend pushed her away again, they'd been dating for three months and had known each other for over two years.
With a sigh Emma started to pull away, starting her process of calming her raging libido, "I should probably go…" she rested her forehead against Regina's, their lower bodies still pressed tightly together. The brunette pulled back to look into hazel eyes, looking for something there, a small nervous smile, "Or, Henry's is at Nick's for the night, you could stay, If you wanted?" Regina knew Emma had been holding back for her, that they would have crossed the line into sex if it had been up to the blonde a while ago. "You sure?" Emma asked, studying her girlfriends face. Yes Emma had not been subtle with the hints that she was ready to move on to the next level of physical intimacy, but she had been very understanding and never crossing a line Regina wasn't ready for.
Regina swallowed, she was sure, they're make out sessions had been gradually increasing in their steaminess and the last few times she'd had a harder and harder time ending their time together. Finally, tonight, she was done making Emma wait, done making herself wait, tonight they were having sex, "Yes, Emma, I'm sure," the brunette pulled her into a kiss and swiped across her girlfriends lower lip, escalating the kiss and pushing the blonde back while maintaining the kiss, "Upstairs, Emma. I want to have sex with you tonight," Emma groaned and they were moving up the stairs. Regina holding her hand and gently pulling her. Leading her up the stairs and down the hallway, into the brunette's bedroom, a first for Emma. She looked around, taking in the Queen size bed, the dresser against the far wall, a bookcase next to a half open door that Emma could see hanging clothes through. A large double pane window that had a cream colored chaise lounge under it, another door that was wide open and leading into a darkened room, ensuite most likely.
Her eye's moved back to Regina, the older woman stood a few feet away, nervously watching her blonde girlfriend take in her most private place, the one room she had never been in before, Emma moved forward and wrapped the woman in her arms and hugged her, just a hug, no pressure and it was exactly what Regina needed, she pulled away and led them to the bed, pushing Emma to sit, "Before we begin, I need to tell you something," Regina sat beside her on the bed, hands twisting nervously in her lap, Emma stayed quiet, knowing her girlfriend needed to do this on her own time, "I probably should have told a while ago," she stood to stare out the window, arms wrapped around her own waist and a delicate hand played with the necklace she wore, "Emma, I don't know how to say this and not sound terrible." Emma stood and turned the brunette, letting her hands rest on the woman's hips, "Anything you say, isn't going to change how I feel about you, and if you're not ready for sex tonight, there is no pressure," a fingertip lifted her chin so Emma could see into her eyes, "None."
Regina smiled sadly, "No, I want this tonight, I just….Emma you will be the first time I consensually have intimacy with…" she trailed off again and pulled away and back into herself. Emma's brows furrowed, "But I thought…" Regina smiled sadly, "Oh I've had sex, Emma. Many times. But this will be the first time that both of us are consenting adults, with your...with my husband, I was young and didn't know what sex was, much less was I consenting to it and after him...it was soldiers and servants, male and female as you know, but never with someone whose heart I didn't hold, that I didn't have absolute control over," a single tear slid down a tanned cheek, the moonlight streaming in through the window illuminated it.
Emma swallowed, she wasn't expecting that, she'd known her girlfriend was not perfect and that she had a long and sordid history, sexual and otherwise, but in that moment, looking upon the most beautiful woman she'd ever had the pleasure of knowing, inside and out, it didn't matter, her past was in the past and she was a different woman now. Emma stepped forward and pulled her around again, "I would never do anything to hurt you," Regina nodded, she knew that, "You are most amazing person I have ever known, everything you went through, everything that happened to shape and mold you into the person you were, into the person you are. It's all in the past, everything you did, it's in the past. You're not that same woman anymore. I don't think you could ever go back."
Regina smiled as the blonde cupped her cheek, "You do hold my heart though, I think you have for awhile." Regina smiled widely another tear escaping, "Emma," she breathed quietly. "I love you Regina, all of you, past, present and future, whatever that holds." Then Regina was kissing her, passionately, the brunette pulled back after a few seconds, arms wrapping around the blonde's neck, "That's the first time you've said that," she smiled up at the blonde, having shed her heels before they'd climbed the stairs to her bedroom. Emma grinned, "I know," and they were kissing again, tongues meeting and twining as the blonde's arms wrapped around her waist pulling her closer. Regina pulled back with a gasp, "Oh! Emma, I love you too!" In the heaviness of the emotions she'd forgotten to respond to her girlfriend's declaration. They laughed and met for another kiss, this one slower and deeper than before. Suddenly, they jolted apart as a white light eclipsed from them, a shock wave emanating from them and a soft shudder ran through the house, wide eyed they stared at each other, arms still wrapped around the other.
"Was that what I think it was?" Emma asked hesitatingly. "True love's first kiss? Yes, it was Emma," Regina smiled, she'd suspected for awhile, she had fought the niggle of it from as far back as Jefferson's hat. "But we've kissed before…" Emma was so confused and Regina would be lying to say it wasn't adorable, "Yes, but for it be actualized as True Love, it must be acknowledged by both parties, for us that meant saying the words. It doesn't always need verbalization, but that seems to have been our trigger," Emma started to ask another question but slim, tan fingers covered her mouth, "No, it won't spark every time we kiss, only for our first kiss after actualization and if it's...needed," and then kissing was happening again. This one stronger, harder and more desperate than before. Emma groaned as her girlfriend's hands pulled at her shirt and they were moving back towards the bed, Regina yanked the henley over her head and pushed her onto the bed, watching as Emma hit the soft mattress and propped herself on her elbows. The brunette groaned at that sexy image, the positioning caused the softly defined muscles in Emma's arms to stand out and the muscles in her stomach that weren't usually on display to appear. She straddled the blonde and traced the lines with a fingertip, "Have you been working out Sheriff?" She teased coyly, moving her hand to massage one of the small firm biceps. Emma grinned, "Yeah I've started running again and working out for bulking at the gym, since Neverland….. I want to be ready for anything this town has to offer," hands came to rest on Regina's hips. The brunette smirked, "I like it," she pushed Emma flat and dove into a heavy kiss.
Emma rolled them, coming to rest on top of the small brunette, her hips settling into the cradle of her girlfriends body for the first time. Regina groaned and wrapped her legs around the trim waist as their kiss deepened further, Emma pulled away, "Tell me what you need?"
Regina smiled at her considerate lover, "Well, nudity would be helpful at this stage," she teased. Emma groaned and together they stripped off most of their clothes, kissing and nuzzling into the soft skin that was revealed for the first time, "I think I need this to be slow, I need for you to lead, I don't want to feel like I'm leading you, like I'm controlling you," Regina answered honestly, then swallowing deeply as Emma unhooked her own bra and pulled the brunette's black slacks down her legs. The brunette swallowed as she took her girlfriend's naked upper body in for the first time. The small firm breasts that sat high on her chest and small tight pink nipples capped them, her upper body was framed by the long blonde hair that fell in waves around her. There was the thin line of muscle that divided her abdomen, it would deepen and quadrants would become apparent if Emma kept up the workouts much longer and Regina looked forward to that. She'd always found herself more attracted to women of a more masculine nature and now that the blonde was adding muscle into the equation Regina found herself impossibly more attracted to her. She felt herself growing wet, she'd been wet before, but the more clothes that were shed, the wetter she got.
Emma watched Regina watching her as she stood at the foot of the bed. She let her eyes travel the length of the brunette, the smaller woman lay propped on her elbows clad in only a dark blue bra and matching panties. The tanned skin looked soft and yielding, curves in places that were wholly feminine, gently defined muscles in her arms and thighs added to the attraction and her flat stomach drew Emma's gaze and then she was lowering herself and kissing the soft flesh there, just above the brunette's belly button. Regina groaned and hands came up to settle in Emma's thick hair.
***************************************PRESENT TIME**********************************************
Regina entered the living room again, having prepared and eaten a salad and baked chicken breast, she smiled at the peaceful smile on her wife's face. Moving around to the front of the couch she slid under Emma and settled the blonde's head in her lap, a hand combed through the blonde hair and she picked up the remote. Her wife stirred, a moan leaving her lips and Regina smiled when the head turned and nuzzled against her stomach, before settling again and drifting into her dream. Movement at the corner of her eye and Regina smirked at the tenting of the blanket. Evidently, it was a good dream and the pain meds hadn't detracted from her wife's ability to hold an erection. She let her fingers play through the short blonde strands and turned her attention then to the TV. She turned it to Food Network and settled in more comfortably.
************************************BACK IN THE DREAM******************************************
Emma slowly peeled the last piece of clothing down her girlfriend's legs and tossed them over her shoulder. Her eyes trained on the revealed flesh, evidently Regina waxed completely and she was smooth and wet, swollen and glistening. Her eyes traveled up the softly feminine body, moved over the curves and dips. The heavy mounds of flesh that were her full breasts and finally looked deep into the eyes of the woman she loved. "Take them off, Emma," Regina rasped, her voice had reached a low, throaty timbre that was new to Emma and it made her shudder, it dripped of sex. The blonde slowly shimmered out of her skinny jeans and slid the black boyshorts down her firm thighs, she stood and let Regina drink her in for the first time.
Regina stared at the bared flesh, taking it in as a whole. The sharp lines and beginnings of muscle definition, the small blonde hairs that were very neatly trimmed at her apex, the strong smooth thighs. Emma was moving, back to the bed, back to her. Regina pulled her into a kiss, pulling until the blonde had a leg thrown over one of hers and was half on top of her, their kissing intensified as tongues met and slid together. A soft sigh left Regina's lips when Emma's mouth moved down to her neck, a strong thigh slid further between hers and brushed against her wet center. The blonde groaned against tan skin when Regina rolled her hips, pressing more fully against her. Emma let her own hips begin to move, adding to the pleasure the brunette was feeling. It felt pretty damn good, the feeling of Regina grinding her dripping, smooth sex against her sent whatever blood was left in her head to pool further between her thighs, another shift and Emma was straddling a leg just right to rub herself against the firm leg of her lover.
Regina arched when a hand cupped her breasts, Emma had certainly stimulated her breasts before, through her clothing, this felt so much better, the brunette determined then to never go long without the sensation. She was rather bothered that she'd held out this long. Fingers pinched her nipple then, something Emma had experimented with through her clothing and knew she liked her breasts played with a little roughly, the brunette gasped when a warm, wet mouth was suddenly around her other nipple, a tongue flicked at her repeatedly while strong fingers pinched and rolled the other, "Oh, God, Emma," a murmured plea left her lips when teeth nipped at her and tugged, her hands buried in long blonde hair. Emma slid further down the tanned body, exploring with lips and tongue all the places that made the brunette moan and writhe with pleasure. Emma was around her hips then, nipping and sucking at the skin there. She moved across to the other hip and let her tongue leave a cooling trail as she traced the skin just above her girlfriend's smooth pubis.
The blonde was moving then, down further, licking along the seam of a hip and Regina was rolling her hips, trying to get more pressure where she needed it, Emma smiled into the warm wet flesh. She'd always enjoyed the intimate scent of a woman, but Regina was exquisite, like she was with most things. Emma used the tip of her nose to brush across the woman's swollen clit while her tongue lapped lightly at the tight entrance into Regina. The brunette practically mewled when the tongue slid just a little further in and swirled. Emma groaned into the wet flesh of her girlfriend who was turning out to have a very responsive body.
The blonde moved her attentions to the swollen flesh of Regina's clit and the brunette's hips jerked, she had to admit that she'd been a little apprehensive, the few times she's experienced oral sex. She hadn't gotten much out of it, but she'd let Emma try and she was thankful for that when she felt a sucking sensation and the tip of a firm tongue flicking against her sensitive bundle at the same time. Breathless gasps left her lips as Emma's ministrations continued, the long blonde hair tickling her thighs, her hands rested against the softly bobbing head and her hips moved seemingly of their own accord. Hands tugged frantically at Emma's shoulder when she felt a familiar pressure begin to build inside, "Emma, Emma stop."
The blonde pulled away quickly, wiping her mouth on the back of her hand, "Did I hurt you? I'm so sorry!" She started, concern in her eyes. Regina smiled at her anxious lover and pulled her up her body until the blonde was resting fully along the length of her, pale hips cradled between tanned thighs "No! I just didn't want you down there when I…" she trailed off and Emma's brows furrowed, "I should have warned you before, but it just felt so good," Emma smiled cockily and Regina slapped lightly at her shoulder, "When I climax, I'm different, copious amounts of fluid leave me, no matter how hard I try to contain it," Regina shared her dirtiest secret and her face flushed hotly in shame.
Emma stared at her for long moments, her arousal fogged brain working to process her lover's words, things clicked and she groaned aloud. Regina flushed more, once again her body was shaming her, "I know it's gross, and I should've..." lips on hers cut her off when Emma kissed her with a new passion, a tongue slid inside her mouth and Regina groaned when lean hips rolled down into her, stimulating her clit beautifully. Emma pulled away, "Regina, I don't know what you've been told, but that's female ejaculation, it's not common, but it's far from gross and it's extremely sexy," Regina flushed now for a different reason and she had a hard time not moving her hips against the blonde's now that she knew how good that felt, "Honestly, if you'd told me that about yourself, I would've had a harder time resisting you these last three months."
Regina smiled at her blonde lover, "Everyone I was with, they didn't have a choice, but I could always see their horror when it happened. It's really..." she groaned when Emma's hips started moving again, "It's really ok? It doesn't disgust you?" Emma nodded and after another passionate kiss and a full minute of grinding hips and the sound of wet flesh slicking together she started to move back down the sweaty tanned body. Small hands stopped her progress, "Can you..." hesitation in her voice, "This time, can you stay up here? I need time to adjust, maybe your mouth next time?" Emma smiled and returned to her position, letting her hips resume their movements, "Anything you need, there is no pressure, you say what we do, when we do it."
The smaller woman groaned as their hips rolled together, "Can you...?" a deep moan, "Like this?" Green eyes bore into hers, Emma understood what she was asking and groaned at the implication, "Yeah, I think so, you?" The blonde was panting now, her stomach muscles burning as they flexed and her hips picked up speed, adjusting just a little to increase the contact. Regina moaned at the change of sensation, "Yes! Oh, Emma!" She wrapped one leg around Emma's hips, opening herself up and it allowed her to actually feel Emma's hard clit sliding against her own. Emma felt it too and groaned long and low as she buried her flushed face in the tanned neck and her hips quickened. Their sweaty skin sticking together every time their bodies pulled apart, "Oh, fuck, Emma!" and Regina was coming, clear ejaculate leaving her body and spraying all across Emma's lower body, coating her liberally. Emma growled and her hips reached a frantic pace that sent Regina screaming over the edge again, more cum leaving her body in an heavy spurt and then Emma was coming too, hips slowing as she drew out her own pleasure. Their bodies slowed, finally coming to a rest, Emma slid her spent body off her lover and onto her back, a tanned body was quickly tucked under her chin, she could get used to this, naked cuddling after sex? Sign her up.
A giggle left Regina's lips then and Emma arched an eyebrow, that was a new sound, "Did you growl?"
"You said "fuck"!" Emma answered back to cover her flushing face, other lovers had judged her occasional tendency to growl during sex.
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Emma groaned as she stirred awake, she was warm and comfortable, someone was describing the perfect souffle in the background, the pain in her thigh brought her to full consciousness and a different kind of groan left her lips, a gentle hand played through her hair and warm lips kissed her forehead, "Ok, darling?" Her wife's quiet voice broke the stillness, "Yeah," Emma cleared throat when her voice protested the action, "Yeah was just dreaming, leg is starting to twinge, but I'd like to hold off on more meds." Regina smiled, her wife had slept almost five hours and it was nearing midnight, "Yes that must've been some dream." It was only then that Emma recognized the newly familiar sensation of her penis being fully erect, she looked down at herself and sure enough she was hard and the blanket was tented where her throbbing penis was pressing against it. Her head fell back into her wife's lap and she groaned, "I was thinking about our first time together," fingers teased through her hair, relaxing her, "I'd forgotten how...innocent?" she wasn't sure that was the word she really wanted, "You were then, you're so much more comfortable sexually now."
Regina smiled as she thought of their first time a little over two years ago, she had become much more comfortable in her own body, "You've given me quite the education, I thought I was very well versed sexually before you, I didn't realize quite how wrong I was." Emma grinned as she contemplated all the different ways they had broadened her wife's horizons. She shifted her body, moving onto her left side, facing the tv, she groaned when the movement stimulated her further as she rubbed against the blanket and the soft cotton of the boxers, "What was it the doctor said about sex?" She asked hopefully. Her wife laughed, "He said we should not aggravate your injury for at least 48 hours, that means no sex, darling." Emma pouted and Regina laughed at that, "Come on, let's get you showered, then I'll make some food so you can take another pill," another laugh left her lips when her wife brightened at the word shower, "A functional shower, a cold one at that. I'll be helping you get clean, that's all," a soft kiss to her wife's lips and Regina slid out from under her, determined to follow the doctor's orders, even if it meant they were done trying for this cycle. She loved the physical side to their relationship, a lot, and there would be more sex when Emma was healed, and the next cycle they would try again. Assuming it hadn't taken this time. A hand caressed her stomach and she smiled at her wife, who had managed to sit up and was reaching for the crutches the hospital had sent home with her.