"Positive," Regina whispered the word as though if she said it any louder it wouldn't be true. Tears filled her eyes, "It's positive," said a little louder this time and she touched her stomach. A hand covered hers and she looked up to meet watery hazel eyes, "It's positive," Emma cupped her cheek and they kissed deeply and lovingly. Regina pulled away with a gasp, "It's positive!" Very nearly yelled this time. The brunette wrapped her arms around Emma's neck and slid into her lap, laughing and kissing the blonde, "It's positive," Emma laughed with her in between kisses, "I wish I didn't have to go to the conference today," it was a little after 7 and she needed to start getting ready soon. Regina nodded into a kiss, "You have to though, adulting and responsibilities," she kissed her wife deeper than she had yet and Emma groaned, cupping her ass and sliding her tongue inside her lover's mouth. "You have to shower though," Regina smiled shyly, "And I really want to make love with you," she tangled her hands in shaggy blonde hair and rolled her hips, "I'm pregnant, Emma," her eyes misted and she pulled her into another soul consuming kiss.
"Shower," Emma gasped pulling out of the kiss. They stood and Regina dropped her robe to the floor as she moved into the roomy shower. She turned the water on and turned to watch her blonde wife shed the sweatpants, hoodie and t-shirt she'd thrown on to run to the nearest open drug store. Naked Emma stood just outside the open shower door, her mouth open as she stared at her gorgeous wife. The rain like water fell over her tanned body, leaving her wet and glistening as the water fell down her body in sheets. After long seconds of just staring at each other and appreciating the image of the other they were moving across the distance and meeting in the middle of the softly pouring water. They shared a languid kiss that was slow and easy.
Emma fell to her knees, reverently she framed her wife's lower abdomen in her hands and placed soft kisses there, "You're pregnant," she whispered into the wet flesh. Regina tangled her hands in the shaggy blonde hair, "I'm pregnant," saying the words, hearing the words made her heart leap. She felt the heat in her belly as her cunt throbbed and her heart swelled with love for her wife. Emma placed a last kiss against her stomach and shifted further down, wishing they had more time. Regina adjusted her stance, spreading her legs as her wife used her thumbs to spread her labia, exposing her swollen clit. With a groan Emma flicked her tongue over the straining organ.
Regina's legs nearly buckled and she moaned aloud. Her head fell back and she closed her eyes against the spray of the water, her hands still buried in blonde hair. She tugged Emma towards her aching flesh and the blonde took her clit in, her head bobbing as she sucked at her wife's swollen nerve bundle. Tanned hands clenched in blonde hair as she struggled to stay standing, "I don't think I can stay upright, darling," she groaned when two fingers teased at her entrance. Emma stood as she slid the two fingers inside her wife and an arm around her waist holding her upright and tight against her muscled body. Regina cried out and wrapped her arms around her lover's neck, "Put your leg around me," Emma instructed as she curled her fingers. Regina groaned, her body trembling as they stood beneath the falling water. She wrapped her leg around a strong hip and then Emma was the rock holding them both upright as she moved into and out of her, fingers curling with each slow pump. Moaning languorously, Regina kissed her wife, sliding her tongue against the seam of pink lips. Emma instantly allowed entry and their tongues tangled, their bodies undulated together as the warm water poured over them. Emma slid in a third finger and shifted the angle of her hand so that the heel of her palm slid against her wife's clit.
Regina clung to her lover as her body climbed and surged towards climax, "Oh, God, Emma!" The blonde's head bent to her neck and sucked at the warm wet skin there, "Fuck! Your mouth! I want to come in your mouth!" Regina was right on the edge and the sudden desire to come in her wife's mouth was overwhelming. Emma ripped away from her neck, her eyes a deep sea green with arousal. She pulled out and the tanned leg left her hip. They were kissing and backing up towards the inset bench. The brunette sat as soon as her legs collided with the seat, she tugged at blonde hair, pulling her wife out of their heavy kiss and pushed her head down, "Please, my love," desperation in her voice she draped a tan leg over a muscled shoulder.
Emma knelt on the wet stone and pulled the other leg over her shoulder as she lowered her head and ran her tongue through wet folds, moaning at the taste of her wife. She wrapped an arm around a tanned thigh and rested her hand against the soft natural swell of her wife's lower abdomen where the first sign of their child would soon appear. Emma lapped wetly at her lover's pussy, using broad strokes of her tongue to cover her wife slit to clit. Regina whimpered and laced one hand with the one resting on her stomach. The other hand buried in blonde hair as her hips rolled, she let her head fall back against the stone wall. She gripped the hand wrapped around a thigh and slid it down, she was panting and writhing in her seat. Emma took the hint and slid three fingers back inside the clenching cunt as she flickered her tongue rapidly over her wife's straining clit. She curled them on the first stroke, hooking against her lover's g-spot and tugging against it as she pumped her fingers and flicked her tongue faster.
Regina tensed and cupped the back of her wife's head, crying out when Emma applied a suction to her clit and pumped her fingers faster. Her whole body shuddered and she was coming. Cum burst from her and Emma slipped her fingers free so she could more easily drink from her wife. Her throat worked as she swallowed and gently lapped at the wet cunt as Regina shivered and shook with the aftershocks. Emma sat back and slipped tanned legs off her shoulders. She stroked over twitching thighs. She stood on her knees and pulled Regina into a kiss.
The brunette groaned into the kiss, suckling at her wife's probing tongue. She knew they were running out of time though, Emma had to leave soon. Regina pushed her away and slid off the bench to sit on the floor of the shower. She encouraged her wife to put a foot on the bench and she grasped her lover's firm ass and pulled her closer. Emma groaned as she slid inside her wife's hot mouth, groaning as Regina immediately started sucking at her clit. As much as they both wanted it be slow, there wasn't time and Emma was already so aroused. Emma groaned and slid her hands into her wife's dark hair and thrust her hips, fucking into Regina's mouth. Regina moaned into the act, palming and massaging her ass helping her movements and encouraging them. The vibrations from the moan added to the sensations. Too quickly for her taste, Emma was coming hard, groaning and cupping her wife's head holding it in place as her body shuddered. Regina continued to lap at her, enjoying the taste of her wife's arousal before the water could wash it away. Finally, she pulled away and looked up at her wife, blinking away the water that sprayed into her eyes. Emma met her gaze and slid down to join her wife on the floor. Emma's phone alarm started to go off in the bedroom and they both groaned. It was 7:45 and the blonde needed to get dressed to leave for the Civic Center. Regardless, Emma took the time to pull her into a sweet, loving kiss, letting a hand rest on the tanned stomach of her lover, "You're pregnant," the hushed whisper fell from her lips as they pulled away and their foreheads rested together.
Minutes later, Emma was doing up the fastening on her uniform slacks, she'd packed her mens version of the black slacks with blue piping. In truth they were more comfortable anyway and she was contemplating wearing them anytime she needed the uniform pants. She slipped the tan button down on and Regina was there before her, Emma buttoned the shirt halfway and tucked it in. Regina handed her wife her duty belt and took over doing up the rest of the buttons while the blonde slung the belt around her waist and fastened it, "I love you, babe," Emma kissed her wife as she grabbed her tie and started tying it.
"I love you too," Regina stood on her toes to kiss her wife. She took the tie in her hands and tightened it up against Emma's neck. Emma kissed her again, unable to wipe the happy grin off her face, "We break for lunch at noon and I need to be back at 12:45, I'll walk back and we can eat together?" She sat on the bed and dug out her black Timberland boots, "Sure, my love. I'll have room service already here," Regina stood in the bathroom doorway watching her beautifully handsome wife finish dressing. Emma stood and retrieved her travel lock box that she'd stowed in the bedside table the night before and keyed it open, "Sounds good, surprise me with whatever?" She slid her handgun into its holster and snagged her hat, the file of paperwork and her flash drive that she would need when it was time for her to present her department statistics. Typically, the first day of the conference was spent looking at department's stats for the previous year. The second day was devoted to guest speakers and discussing what some of the bigger departments were doing on big subjects like investigation and deterrence. The final day of the conference was spent with the departments discussing their plans for the upcoming year. With a final kiss and exchange of I love you's, Emma was out the door and headed down the block towards the Civic Center.
Regina sighed as she closed and locked the door behind her wife. She looked around the room and decided that she was exhausted. She made her way into the bedroom, made a call down to room service for breakfast at 9:15 and set an alarm for 9. The brunette slipped out of her robe and under the covers naked. She lay on her back, smile on her face and hands covering her stomach as she drifted off into peaceful slumber.
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Emma removed her hat as she strolled through the doors to the center with two minutes to spare. On her way to the check in table, she swung by the coffee table and poured and capped a black coffee. She moved into the line for signing into the conference as she sipped at her warm caffeine. She still wore a wide smile and hard as she tried she couldn't make it go away, "SWAN!" A loud booming voice sounded across the center's lobby and Emma looked up as a ripped uniformed man came strolling up, "Jameson!" She called back as he reached her and they hugged. She'd attended the academy with him. He was the with Augusta department and despite the muscles straining his uniform to bursting, he worked as a administrative assistant to his station's Captain, after year on the streets he'd moved to the admin duty, he had political aspirations and felt perfectly at home working towards public safety behind the scenes, "How you doing, Swan?" He bumped her shoulder and asked as he stood with her in line. He was supposed to meet his Captain inside the hall and he had the file of information for his boss tucked under one arm. Clive Jameson was not quite six foot and looked as though he could've just stepped off the boat from Italy, probably because he was first generation, his parent's had moved from Italy just 2 months before his birth. His dark hair was just within regulation and his olive skin always seemed to have golden hue to it.
"Doing good, Clive, doing good. Have you put on more muscle since last year?" She teased. He'd very nearly doubled his mass since the academy, which to be fair she was on her way there too. It was just less noticeable on her smaller body once she was dressed. Clive grinned, "Hubby love's it too," he winked and she laughed. It had been their bonding point when it had come up in conversation that they were both, at the time, dating a member of the same-sex, "Want to meet us for drinks after this? We can toss back some of my namesake whiskey?" He cajoled, he had no affiliation with the whiskey really, but liked to tease about it. She'd met his husband the year before when they were still just engaged. They'd reached the front of the line and Emma signed in and took the lanyard with her pass for the next three days on it, "Wife's with me this time, dinner instead of drinks maybe though?" Clive lit up, "Sounds great, I'd love to meet the little woman you've been hiding away," he signed in as well and they headed for the closed double doors. "Awesome, I'll text you later to finalize?" He agreed and they separated in different directions. Emma to find her assigned seat in the sea of uniforms and him to find his seat next to his Captain.
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Regina was on the couch in the hotel suite, she had her laptop out and a notepad next to her full of notes. She'd avoided doing a lot of research on pregnancy before, for fear of jinxing things, but now that she was, she had spent the last couple of hours after eating breakfast researching the do's and don'ts, shoulds and shouldn't's. She was just reading through an article on the benefits of lathering in shea butter daily when her phone started to ring it's incoming call screen was a picture of Joanne Hendricks, in her labcoat smiling and she accepted the call, she'd texted the woman shortly after waking from her nap, asking her to call when she had the chance. Regina cleared her throat and spoke into the phone, "Hello, Joann."
A breathless beat and then, "Hi, Regina. Is everything alright?"
She sighed into the phone, "I took a pregnancy test this morning, it was positive."
"That's wonderful! Congratulations how are you feeling?"
Regina smiled into the phone and let a hand rest against her stomach, "Thank you, feeling pretty good. We were a little surprised honestly."
A laugh, "You were trying to get pregnant, I'm not sure how surprising it should've been."
The brunette laughed as well, "I suppose surprise is too strong of a word," she stood from the couch and moved to the window, she could just see the corner of Civic Center where she knew her wife was, "We had assumed that the last cycle wasn't successful, I had my period two weeks after…" she folded her arms around herself, "I'm a little worried."
All the way back in Storybrooke Joanna smiled into her phone, "It's not at all uncommon for women to experience a period through the first trimester, we don't really know why, hormones is the easy answer. Was your period normal?"
Regina spotted her wife leaving the Civic Center, "Actually it was shorter than normal and I didn't bleed as much as usual, not very much at all actually," a knock on the door and she moved to open it for the bellboy to push in a cart with their lunch as she answered Joanne's question, relaying the symptoms she'd been experiencing that had lead up to taking the test.
"I feel reasonably confident that you most likely are pregnant, what was the brand of the test you used?" Regina answered as she retrieved her purse from the coffee table and handed the patiently waiting steward a $10 bill as she answered the question, "That's a reliable brand, I'm almost back to my office, let me pull up my calendar and get you scheduled for an appointment?"
Regina closed the door behind the young man, "I'm actually already scheduled for my yearly on Monday, I was hoping we could do it then?"
"Wonderful! Embrace this, Regina and enjoy it. Don't worry so much also we don't know how the fertility spell works completely, don't be surprised or disheartened if Emma experience's another cycle of two also. They'll probably be abnormal as well, just enjoy it and I'll see you on Monday. Congratulations again!"
Regina smiled into the phone and thanked her doctor and friend, "Thanks, Joanne. See you on Monday," as she disconnected the call she heard the lock snick open and her wife stepped in. Emma was grinning as she entered. She'd been unable to shake the smile all day and was hoping she could at least tone it down when she presented Storybrooke's statistics after lunch, "Hey, babe!" She tossed her hat on the coffee table and wrapped her arms around the shorter brunette, they stood there for a long minute, just hugging, content to be in each other's embrace.
"Hmm, my love," Regina ended the kiss and nuzzled contentedly into her wife's neck, "How was the first half of your day?" She placed a kiss against the pale neck and moved towards the trolley of food, she was starving. "Good, boring. I'm presenting 3 people in when we get back," Emma raised an eyebrow as they settled onto the couch and she took in the two bacon cheeseburgers, a plate of onion rings and a plate of chili cheese fries. "Oh, hush," Regina admonished when her wife turned a teasing grin on her, "I've been craving it all week and I now have an excuse," the brunette snagged two dripping fries and moaned as she chewed. Emma laughed, "You're going to love being pregnant aren't you?" Regina couldn't help the happy grin at the words, "I already do," she touched her stomach and kissed her wife, it didn't last long as Regina pulled away and grabbed an onion ring and drug it through the chili cheese mixture on the fries.
"I ran into a buddy from the academy. I usually go out with him for drinks when I'm here," Regina arched an eyebrow, "Met his husband last year," the eyebrow fell back into place, "They invited us to dinner tonight, if you're up for it?" Regina had just taken a bigger bite than should've been possible for the petite brunette, but she nodded, "Sounds wonderful, darling," she answered after swallowing the last of her bite and took a drink of her water, "I spoke with Joanne earlier, she still needs to run the proper test, but she agrees based on the symptoms that I am pregnant." Emma grinned, "I'm so happy, babe," she dug a drenched fry out of the pile and popped into her mouth, "Are we telling people yet?" Regina shook her head around a mouthful of fry, "I'd rather wait until the second trimester, just in case," she finished the sentence quietly. Emma nodded, "Alright, understandable. But, Regina, it's going to be ok. That's a true love baby in there and it's not going anywhere," she stroked the still flat stomach of her wife.
Regina smiled at her wife, "It better go somewhere in 9 months, 8 more like," she grinned as her wife opened her robe and slid to her knees. "Hear that, Jelly? You've got 8 months and then we get to meet you," the blonde placed a kiss against smooth skin and nuzzled against the tanned flesh. Regina tangled her fingers in blonde hair, "Jelly?" Emma grinned up at her, "Jellybean, their size or whatever, so Jelly for short," she kissed her stomach again and moved back to sit on the couch. Regina rolled her eyes, "Don't start that, that's how children get unfortunate nicknames," they finished their lunch, over light banter and declarations of affection.
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Emma was just entering the Civic Center again when she spotted Clive down the block and headed her way. She waved and waited for him at the entrance, "Regina said sure to dinner." Jameson grinned, "Cool, Harry's onboard also. Riverfront Barbeque at 7?" He offered the awesome brew pub they usually visited when she was in town, "Sure!" They made their way into the main hall and he headed for his seat, while Emma made her way to the staging area for upcoming speakers, she handed her flashdrive over with her powerpoint on it and let a technician hook her up with a lapel mic.
The Sheriff of one of the neighboring towns to Storybrooke finished his presentation and the next one passed him on the way to podium, Emma was next. She was going over her stats in her head when she felt it, the tingle in her pants that had become familiar to her. She felt her whole body deflate, they weren't pregnant. She'd been so sure. The test had been positive, their doctor had agreed it was most likely, their morning had been so happy. Someone called her name, she was on in one minute. She turned away from prying eyes and adjusted herself in the loose pants of her uniform and then she was headed on stage. "Sheriff Emma Swan-Mills. Storybrooke, Maine. Population 10,000ish. We don't see a lot of crime, as you can see behind me," she gestured to the statistic page one the screen behind her. Her delivery was monotone and lacked any kind enthusiasm. Her spirit was sad and she dreaded going back to her wife with the news.
Regina was on the couch, the open notepad was filled 5 pages deep with notes she's taken on pregnancy do's and don'ts. She'd changed into jeans and a plain grey blouse after her wife had left. She was drinking from a glass of orange juice. She'd taken a walk after getting dressed and stopped by a nearby convenience store to pick up some basic items for the tiny kitchen and five more pregnancy tests (all positive). She glanced at the clock, her wife should be returning soon and she was looking forward to relaxing together before dinner. She was just taking a drink when a wave of nausea rolled through her. She made it into the bathroom with enough time to slide to her knees and get the toilet seat up before she was vomiting up lunch and orange juice, a terrible combination.
Emma entered the suite a few minutes past three, somber expression on her face. She hadn't had the heart to text her wife the news and was not looking forward to the disappointment she was sure to see on the brunette's face. She tossed her hat on an end table and laid her duty belt beside it. That's when she heard her wife's voice call out her location from the bathroom. She entered the bathroom just as her wife started to heave over the porcelain again. Emma fell to her knees and instantly pulled her wife's hair back as tears filled her eyes, "Regina, I think we need to get you to a doctor, now," Regina heaved again and moaned as she settled back onto her knees, forehead resting against cool porcelain. Emma stroked her back in soothing circles, a dry heave this time, her stomach blessedly empty, the toilet flushed and Regina fell into her wife's embrace, "What are you blabbering on about? It's just morning sickness," the brunette asked breathlessly when she'd finished.
Emma bit a quivering lip, "I'm so sorry, Regina. I started a new cycle earlier…" tears fell and Emma swiped at them. Brunette eyebrows furrowed, then smoothed over as realization dawned on her. She hadn't shared her whole conversation with their doctor, "Emma, darling. I really am pregnant," she gestured towards the sink where she'd left the five positive tests earlier, "Dr. Hendricks warned me that we might continue to experience cycles until I hit the second trimester, has to do with hormones," it was the brunette comforting her wife now, her nausea subdued back down to nothingness. Emma peeked over the counter and laughed a watery sound when she saw the five tests, "You're really pregnant?" The shining hope in her wife's eyes started chocolate eyes glistening, "I'm really pregnant," she cupped her wife's face and she really wanted to kiss her, "My stomach has settled, let me brush my teeth and we can go to the living room?" Emma readily agreed, kissed her wife's forehead and stood, offering a hand to her wife.
When Regina stepped from the bathroom a few minutes, she found her wife dressed in grey sweatpants and a plain black t-shirt sitting on the bed. They still had dinner in a few hours, but she wanted to be comfortable for their afternoon, "Let's stay in here? I could actually use a nap?" Emma grinned as she slid between the sheets, she could get used to a wife that took naps, "Sounds perfect, darling." The blonde set an alarm on her phone and slipped beneath the blankets, "You're beautiful, babe." Regina smiled as she folded her clothes and set them on the dresser, "Thank you, darling. You're attractive as well," she grinned mischievously and unhooked her bra, setting it with the rest of her clothes.
"Oh, I'm attractive, huh?" Emma's laugh turned into a quiet groan when her wife slid lace panties down her legs and moved to the bed, her penis twitched with interest. Regina smiled at the noise and slid beneath the blankets, "I'm tired, my love," a yawn as she rolled onto her side and snuggled back against her wife, pulling a strong arm around her waist. The blond sighed and wrapped her wife up tightly, "I know, you're just so damn hot," she groaned when her wife intentionally shifted again, pressing her ass more tightly against her. Regina smiled when she felt her wife's penis twitch through the cotton of her sweatpants, "Sweet dreams," she husked.
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When Regina awoke 2 hours had passed and they had shifted in their sleep and she was now draped half on top of her wife. A leg thrown over a muscled thigh and an arm draped across her stomach. In just a couple of months the position probably wouldn't be doable, so the brunette snuggled closer, intending to enjoy it as long as she could. They still had 2 hours before dinner, plenty of time to enjoy being together. Emma's t-shirt had ridden up in their shifting and she could feel a sliver of pale skin beneath her hand, she stroked over the flesh and kissed the skin she was pressed against. Emma stirred and Regina's feelings shifted in seconds, from a desire to be cuddling into a desire to be intimate. Her kisses turned harder and she slid a hand under the t-shirt, found a small tight breast and palmed it, traced over a nipple and pinched it.
Emma woke with a gasp, her body arching, her nipple was released and she fell back to the bed, "Hello, wife," she smiled at her lover and wrapped her up tighter. Regina started to tug at her shirt, wanting it gone, "Alright, alright. Hang on," Emma sat up and shed her shirt. The brunette groaned at the sight of tight muscle, "Sorry, I really need you," she started tugging at the sweatpants. Emma laughed and helped her wife remove the pants from her, her penis was already semi hard and it flopped back against her lower abdomen, "Hormones are fantastic, I started having the most vivid dreams in my second trimester."
Regina was kissing her then. The kiss slow and languid as the brunette traced over the lines of her wife's face with reverent hands. The kiss escalated as she probed into Emma's mouth and mapped the warm cavern that she knew so well. Emma moaned as she felt her cock twitch, her hands came up to bury in dark hair and she tried dominate the kiss, moving to roll them. Regina pulled away, "No," the word was quiet and husked out on a breath. Emma immediately deflated and sank back against the bed content to let her wife lead. Dark hair lowered and Regina sucked along the skin of her jaw, kissing and nipping at the warm flesh of her wife's pulse point.
Emma groaned and rolled her hips into the empty air. Her hardened flesh was already straining for her wife's touch. Another groan left her lips when a tongue slid along her clavicle and circled the hollow at the center, tracing into the shallow dip and flickering back out. Regina slid a tanned thigh over one of her wife's and wrapped her hand around the cock at her wife's centre as she traced the outside of a tight breast with her tongue. Pale body arching, Emma gasped and pumped her hips, meeting her wife's slow strokes. It felt like long minutes passed until Regina finally flicked across her nipple at the same time as she ran her thumb across her tip, brushing away a drop of pre-cum. Plump lips smirked around the turgid flesh in her mouth as she sucked the nipple into her mouth and swirled her tongue around the tip before she wrapped her tongue around it and sucked. Emma groaned at the answering stimulation as her wife wrapped her hand around just the mushroom head of her cock and approximated the sensation around her nipple on the head of her penis.
"Oh. My. Fucking... God," Emma choked out, her body alive with sensation as her wife switched breasts and sucked the neglected nipple in as her hand slid down and she cupped her wife's testes in her hand, letting the hard cock flop against her wife's belly with audibly wet splat, rolling the soft flesh in her hand. Regina released the nipple from her mouth and slid back up to kiss her wife in a heady kiss that had them both moaning and writhing against the other. Emma whimpered at the feeling of wet flesh painting her hip in arousal, "Wait, wait, wait," Regina growled, their lips were still pressed together and she really had no desire to stop their activities, "Is it safe? For us to…?" Regina laughed and Emma blushed, she'd never had the opportunity to have sex when she was pregnant, though the desire had been there. To be fair Regina had just spent the better part of her day putting Google to good use, "Perfectly safe, good even. As long as I'm comfortable and there's no sudden or hard impacts to my stomach, so no bending me over couch arms for a while," the brunette teased as she as she pushed her wife's cock down and released it, letting it spring up and flop against her stomach with a wet smack.
"Damn," Emma teased back before pulling her wife back into a kiss. She tried again to roll them and take over the moment. A heavy hand on chest stopped her, "No," she stilled at the word again and groaned as a hand trailed up her inner thigh and lips descended down below her breasts, sucking her sternum and tracing along the definition in her abdomen. Regina teased along the skin of her inner thigh, just beside where her cock emerged from her hips. The fingertips trailed along her pubis, slid under her penis, between shaft and balls and continued on her path to the other side and tracing down along the opposite thigh. Finally as Regina shifted and dipped into her navel with a hot, wet tongue, she wrapped her hand around her cock and pumped slowly, not wanting her to finish until she could wrap warm lips around her.
The hands that had been fisted in the sheets moved into Regina's hair and the brunette smirked as a light pressure was applied. Encouraging her to slide lower and fellate her. She moved with the request of her blonde wife and slid further down. She was still on her side, one leg thrown over her wife's leg, she rolled her hips and moaned as her clit slid along the hard bone of a shin. Regina licked along her shaft, base to tip and Emma whimpered as the tongue flicked away a drop of pre-cum from her tip before a soft kiss was placed there. The brunette sucked in her head, tongue flicking against her tip, Emma arched as the action was repeated along her underside. Regina shifted as she sucked at her wife's mushroom head and slid between her creamy thighs, releasing her with a pop. The brunette licked, sucked and kissed along the side of her cock that had yet to receive attention.
This time when Regina sucked in her tip, she didn't stop. She bobbed her head, slowly taking more and more of her wife in. Until finally she could nuzzle against the soft warm flesh of her lower abdomen. Emma arched groaning, she still cupped the back of her wife's head. She was careful to not hold her down though, this wasn't about that. The pale muscled body tensed and her hips rolled. Regina kept herself still, letting her wife pump into her throat. She laid tanned hands along muscled thigh and groaned around the hard flesh, her mouth was full as she felt the first spurt leave her wife and she worked to swallow around the cock coming in her mouth, "Fuck, Regina!" Emma husked as she shot down her wife's working throat, her hips pumping and thrusting into her tight heat of her lover's working throat.
Emma had barely finished coming before she was tugging at dark hair. Regina slid off her cock with a gasp as she took in air that she'd neglected of her herself. Panting in cool air as she was pulled bodily up a strong body. Emma pulled and slid until they were face to cunt and she dove in as she pulled her wife down, tongue sliding inside and swirling. Regina cried out, hands fisting in short blonde hair as she rolled down into her lover's hot mouth, "Oh, Emma!" As slow as the sex had been before, it ramped up now, faster and faster as the blonde gripped tanned thighs and held her in place as she sucked in a swollen clit. Regina moaned long and low. Emma slipped her tongue just inside, able to just barely hook inside her as she sucked. The brunette hunched over her and cried as she started to come. The blonde groaned as she felt hot ejaculate shooting into her mouth and down her throat. She worked hungrily to swallow it all, she couldn't and some ran from her mouth, covering her face in the clear fluid.
Regina was still shuddering as she finished, "Are you hard? I need you!" The words rushed out on a single breath as she reached down and stroked her wife's cock that had risen back to half hardness. Emma groaned as her wife slid back down her body as she was stroked back to full hardness, her hands came to rest on tanned hips. Satisfied her wife was ready, Regina slid down and sheathed her wife's penis in her wet heat. She whimpered as she was filled and she moved quickly into a heavy rhythm. Emma cupped her ass and pumped up into her, meeting her wife's rolling hips with heavy thrusts of her own.
Their bodies moved together. Regina had small hands just under her wife's breasts as her sweat sheened body undulated and she ground against her wife as Emma thrust up into her. Tanned hands shifted to the bed and she angled her body so she could stimulate her clit with every roll of her hips against the hard flesh and bone of her wife's pubis. Regina's entire body felt alive and she could feel her wife like she couldn't remember ever feeling before. Her body tensed and her hips kept moving. With a cry of her lover's name the brunette was coming. Continuing to slide against firm flesh, cum leaving her forcefully, as she clamped down around her wife and hot ejaculate sprayed and flew from between their bodies, "Emma, Emma. God, I need...I need," her body still didn't feel satiated.
Thankfully Emma knew her and in a swift maneuver she had them flipped and moved quickly into a fast rhythm. Regina arched, "Oh, fuck. Baby!" She dug her nails into her firm shoulders and drug them down a muscled back as her hips moved into every thrust. She canted her hips and locked her ankles around her wife's waist, the position opened her up completely to the deep thrusts and she cried out. Emma half growled, half grunted low in her throat as she buried her face in the sweaty tanned neck of her lover. A loud noise broke the heavy sexual haze, Emma growled fully and her wife begged her not to stop. It took long seconds for Emma to realize it was the alarm on her phone. They had 45 minutes before their dinner plans. Her thrusts slowed just enough for her swipe at the offending device before she was back to pounding into her wife. Now that there was a pressing time limit her hips moved faster and she sucked at the pulsing flesh in her wife's neck, "Fill me! Give me your cum! Fuck! Fuck!" Regina arched and she was coming.
Emma groaned, feeling her wife's tight cunt clamping down and pulsing around her cock and the hot ejaculate impacting against her hips and thighs. That was all it took and she was coming, painting her wife's insides with thick ropes of semen. Her penis twitched and she kept filling her. Her hips pumping as she clenched and unclenched, delving deeper into her wife as she finished. Regina groaned as her body relaxed into the bed, "Oh, please. Stay inside as long as you can?" She pleaded as her hands ran up and down the sweaty heaving back of her panting wife.
"I don't think I could pull out if I wanted to, babe," Emma groaned. She was clamped tightly inside her wife's cunt, pretty sure that she couldn't actually pull out without causing them both pain. Regina nodded and groaned as she clutched her wife tighter. She rolled her hips and moaned as a small orgasm moved through her. Emma whimpered as her softening cock was squeezed tighter and and a trickle of cum pushed out and against her. They lay there for long minutes, both moaning and shuddering through the feelings they were experiencing. The alarm went off again, Emma had apparently only hit snooze, probably a good thing. "Can you pull out?" Regina husked, her voice making it clear that she didn't truly want her too. Emma shifted back and tried, no success, her wife was still tightly gripping her, restricting the blood flow and not letting the blonde's soften completely, she was locked deep inside, "No, just try and relax, give it a few minutes," Emma coached.
A/N: Also I started a new thing called 50 Reasons to Have Sex. Go to my author page and check it out if you haven't already! Let me know what you think! It's just a little side project I'm undertaking. I've been watching way too much How I Met Your Mother and had the idea that the list of 50 reasons to have sex would be good for a
oneshot series of SwanQueen. Each chapter will be a different reason. Some will be established SwanQueen, some won't. Some will be falling in love, some won't. Some will have a happy ending, some won't. The length will vary from chapter to chapter just depends on the prompt off the list, I'll be sure and note which one they are at each chapter head. I won't be updating this regularly or anything, just as the mood and inspiration strikes, but I will be finishing it. If anyone wants to contribute other reasons to have sex I could perhaps be persuaded to add more to the list :)