A/N: Someone had sent me a PM wondering what actors I had pictured when writing Maggie, Clive and his husband Harry. So I thought you all might like a visual too, since I'm shit at accurately describing people, for Maggie I'm picturing Rachelle Lafevre circa Under the Dome. Clive is Oded Feher circa the Mummy, yes I know he's not Italian, just go with it and for Harry, Terry Chen circa Combat Hopsital.
Regina sat in the waiting area of Dr. Hendricks office. It was 11am on Monday and she was there for her Doctor's appointment. She fidgeted nervously with her phone, trying to focus on the news article she'd opened on her cell phone. Her free hand rested against her stomach. They'd spent the rest of the weekend in Augusta happily ensconced in their room, making love and being curled up together, talking about their future. Sunday had been spent traveling back home and trying to keep their hands to themselves. They'd made the mistake once of not taking the 24 hour no sex rule of the OBGYN and after a scare of being called back in for anomalous findings, had behaved since. Emma had wanted to come with her to the appointment, but the brunette had shrugged it off, telling her wife that it was just a regular check up and there was no need for her to miss work. Regina was regretting it, she'd give anything to be clutching her wife's hand right now.
Once back home, the bubble had popped and Regina was worried now that something would be wrong. What if the 6 home tests had been wrong. What if they'd been to vigourous in their love making, sure all the information she'd read said it was perfectly fine to be as sexually active as she was comfortable with but what if… maybe she'd eaten something she shouldn't have...that first night in Augusta they hadn't known to turn the temperature down in the hot tub… "Hey, it's going to be ok," a strong arm wrapped around her shoulders and the brunette looked startled up into smiling hazel eyes. "Emma! You came anyway?" She let her arms wrap around her uniformed wife's waist and she nuzzled into a hug. Steadfastly ignoring that they were in public and 3 other people were in the waiting room with them, "Of course I came, I know you secretly wanted me here," she kissed her wife's dark hair, "So I went and worked for a little while, then told Dad I was taking a long lunch and here I am."
Regina pulled away long enough for a chaste kiss and then was burrowed tightly back against her wife's side, "Thank you, my love. For always knowing when I need you, even when I don't think I do," another kiss to raven hair and they sat comfortably, Regina tightly clutching her wife's hand.
"Regina, I'm ready for you?" Joanne's voice called them. The brunette jumped up, terrified by now and it showed on her face, "Emma," the blonde doctor greeted the Sheriff, "Regina, are you ok?" The doctor asked as they approached and Regina smiled tightly and nodded, "Fine," a glance back and around at the now closed door and the hallway, sure of the privacy she added, "I'm nervous honestly. I...we, want this so much...but what if it's just fate teasing me?" Joanne smiled at her former Queen, "Regina take a deep breath. I'll run a blood test and you can also take a urine test and pee on a stick here also if you want?" The doctor offered, people tended to think that the hospital stick tests were more real somehow. They entered an exam room and she closed the door behind them. Regina nodded, "Please, I want to be happy and confident in this," she tightly gripped her wife's hand that she'd yet to let go of. Joanne smiled again and moved towards the wall of drawers and cabinets. She handed the brunette a gown from the cabinet, opened a drawer and removed a specimen jar and from another drawer a paper wrapped plastic stick. "Here, go and change, fill the jar and then use the stick. I can have the urine test back from the lab before you go home today, the blood test by tomorrow," Regina nodded gratefully and took the items into the tiny attached bathroom.
"She really ok?" Joanne asked the blonde once the door closed behind Regina, "Yeah, just nervous and scared of hoping. We both are," Emma ran a hand through her shaggy hair and sighed, "We're getting better, but hope? Not exactly the thing we're best at," she took a seat in the extra chair in the room and watched the doctor slid the stirrups from the bed and lock them into place. "It's going to be ok, Emma. Based on what she's told me, I'm pretty certain she's pregnant. Did you have a cycle recently?" The doctor went about setting up the room for the exam, pulling a tray of instruments closer to the table, "Yeah, it only lasted three days, well it wasn't quite three days," Emma nervously fidgeted with her tie clip that she'd removed for the sole purpose of having a fidget. Joanne smiled kindly as she relaxed back into the chair to wait for her patient and friend, "That's what we were expecting, it's not at all uncommon for women to have symptoms similar to ovulation, even when they aren't ovulating during the first trimester, it's just your body reacting to hers."
The door to the bathroom opened then and a gown clad Regina shyly emerged, "Here you go," she held out the specimen jar and the stick. Joanne set the stick down on the counter and stood, "Alright, I'm just going to personally run this down to the lab," she held up the jar, "When I get back the stick should be ready and then we can start your exam," after understanding nods from the two women, the doctor slipped out the door and it closed quietly behind her. Regina set her clothes on the counter and pulled herself up to sit on the edge of the table, "You ok, babe?" Emma questioned as she stood and moved to her wife. The brunette was twisting the edge of the gown in her hands and looked like she might cry or collapse at any moment, maybe both. Regina sighed, "Yes, I'm just scared, my darling," Emma pried her hands out of the gown and stepped into them, hugging her wife tightly as she stepped between warm thighs and offered all of the comfort she had. Regina buried her face in the crook of a pale neck and inhaled. Her wife had put on her favorite of the blonde's cologne and it was a comforting scent that she let herself get lost in. They stayed that way, locked in an embrace for several minutes, until a single knock rapped against the door and it opened, "Everybody decent?" Joanne teased as she poked her head in. The women separated and Regina wiped a finger under her eyes. At some point in the long embrace her eyes had watered, tears on the very brink of falling, she cleared her throat, "All clear," she needlessly announced as the doctor stepped into the room.
Both Regina and Emma sucked in a deep breath as the doctor picked up the strip test from where she'd laid it down, "Positive," twin breaths exhaled and Emma was back hugging her wife. Joanne laughed, she was so happy for them. Her Queen had earned the right to be happy, so many times over, "Alright, we should probably get on to the reason you're here, Regina," the brunette nodded and swung her legs around the table, settled into the stirrups and slid her pelvis down the table, "If you want, when we're through, I can do an ultrasound, it's probably too soon for a heartbeat, but you can see your baby?" Regina swore as tears immediately filled her eyes, she wiped at them, "Sorry, yes that would be wonderful, Joanne." The blonde doctor laughed, "Get used to it Regina, you've got another probably 36 weeks to go," she draped the privacy curtain over her patient's legs and adjusted the lamp as she slid onto her stool.
"Alright, I'm just going to perform a tactile exam first and then we'll move onto the scary instruments," Joanne peaked over the curtain. Emma had moved to her wife's side and was holding her hand. The brunette nodded and she settled back down. "Ok, I'm going to touch you now." Regina shivered a little when a cool, latex covered hand touched her inner thigh near her knee, "Moving down now," Joanne slid her hand further down. When she'd first starting seeing the brunette after the curse had broken she'd learned the hard way to announce her touches. The brunette had certainly gotten better over the last 5 years. But old habits. Regina sucked in a breath when clinical hands touched her most intimate parts. They moved and pushed, prodded and palpated, "Regina, I think we can safely say that you're definitely 100 percent pregnant. I'm already able to feel a softening of your cervix and the blood flow to your vagina and surrounding tissue has definitely increased. However I would guess you closer to 6-7 weeks along. The blood test will give a more definitive answer."
Emma drew their linked hands up and kissed tanned knuckles. Regina's eyes slid closed and tears spilled over and down her cheeks as a wide smile nearly split her in half, "6-7 weeks ago we weren't in a cycle though," Regina's brow furrowed, that was about the time they'd been in the cabin for her birthday… was it possible their latent true love magic had?... That they hadn't even needed the fertility spell? The hands withdrew and Joanne reached for the speculum and continued the exam, "The way the body works, you technically are kind of pregnant for closer to 10 months, it's most likely that you conceived at the tail end of the third cycle back," Joanne took her swab samples and after completing a visual check she closed and withdrew the speculum, "Do remember if that cycle before this last one was different?" Emma nodded, "Actually yeah, didn't think of it at the time but lasted almost a day longer than usual," Regina gripped her hand tightly as tears welled in her eyes. She remembered the sex they'd had the last day of the cycle in question. The passionate moments in bed and the shower before leaving for work and then their lustful moments in her office during lunch. She shivered as she played back the images.
Doctor Hendricks snapped the latex gloves off and stood up as she turned the lamp off and pushed it towards the side, "Well everything looks normal, I'll get these sent to the lab," she said of the two slides that she'd smeared cultures on, "Let's get that blood test drawn and thennn...let's do an ultrasound!" Regina hadn't stopped smiling since the beginning of the exam and somehow the smile grew wider and she nodded and gripped her wife's hand tighter. Joanne slid the stirrups away and slid the lower half of the table back out as Regina shifted to lay more comfortably on it. The privacy curtain was pulled away and deposited into the laundry bin by the door. "Once you're through the first trimester, we'll need to start laying out a birthing plan, it's not too soon to start researching your options now though."
"I want to do it at home and completely natural, just Emma and I," Regina answered shyly. She knew exactly how she wanted to welcome their child, "I suppose we should talk about that," she offered up to her wife. Emma just grinned, "That sounds beautiful and intimate, I love it," they kissed and Joanne cleared her throat when it threatened to cross the line. "That's a wonderful plan, I can give you some recommendations for midwife's in the area. Most won't see you however until you finish the 12th week," she retrieved a syringe and needle from a locked drawer and pulled fresh gloves on. Regina frowned, "Can't you do it?" Joanne smiled kindly as she pushed the short sleeve of the gown up and tied a tourniquet around Regina's arm just above her elbow, "Unfortunately, while I do have the skill set, I'm not technically licensed for home births in this land," she wiped the throbbing vein in the crook of the brunette's elbow and tapped it with two fingers.
"Oh, well. I guess we'll be needing those recommendations then," Regina inhaled as the needle slid in and she flexed her fist a couple of times as the vial was filled with crimson blood. Joanne sighed, "I wouldn't do this for anyone else, however for you, I will find out what I need to do to become licensed," she grinned at her former Queen and placed a cotton ball over the needle and withdrew it, bending Regina's arm up to hold the cotton in place. "Thank you, Joanne. That means a lot, let me know if there's anything I can do to ease the process?' The doctor nodded as she snapped the gloves off and moved back to the counter to label the vial of blood, "I'll run these down to the lab, I should be able to pick up the urine test. Go ahead and get dressed and when I get back we'll do the ultrasound!"
"Pinch me, Emma," Regina requested quietly as she slid off the table. It took Emma a second to process. Then, with a grin she reached out and pinched both tanned ass cheeks that had been revealed when her wife dropped the gown and reached for her clothes. Regina squealed and whirled on her wife. She wagged a admonishing finger but moved to press against her wife, "Not quite what I had in mind, darling." Emma laughed and pulled the brunette into kiss as her hands slid down to cup the firm cheeks she'd just pinched. Regina groaned and let herself indulge in the kiss for a few seconds before pulling away, "I should get dressed," they stood together foreheads pressed against the other and Regina cupping her wife's face as they just soaked each other in.
When Joanne returned, the brunette was dressed and lying back on the table. Hands clasped over her stomach and staring up at her wife with a look of such utter devotion that the blonde doctor had to take a second to swallow back a sudden blast of loneliness as she thought about what she had to go home to. A bottle of wine and her 10 month old pomeranian puppy, Simba. "Ok, ultrasound time!" She moved into the room, pulling a rolling ultrasound unit behind her, "I'm guessing you're right around 6-7 weeks along, so your baby will be the size of an small blueberry right now, just to prepare you," Joanne locked the wheels beside the bed and flipped a switch to turn the machine on , "Just raise your shirt Regina, tuck it into the underwire of your bra for me." The brunette managed it one handed as she refused to release her wife's hand, "Alright, now I'm going to put some gel on your stomach, it's going to be cold," she squirted a healthy glob of the cool gel and Regina jumped a little despite the warning, laughing quietly at her reaction.
"Alright, now I just move this little device around," Joanne touched the wand to Regina's stomach and moved it around the lower part of her stomach. She had the screen turned so only she could see it as she searched for the tiny life growing inside of her Queen. A beaming smile graced her face and she turned the screen to them, "Regina, Emma, I'd love to introduce you to your baby," it took a second, but both women finally identified the tiny blob in the lower right hand corner of the grainy ultrasound image. A single sob broke from Regina's throat and she covered her mouth with her free hand, "That's our baby," she whispered and Emma bent down to kiss her forehead. The brunette clasped the back of her neck and shifted the kiss down to her lips. The kiss was passionate and full of happiness and love. Regina brushed her tongue across a pink lower lip, but ended the kiss when her wife's lips parted to receive her exploration. "Our baby," Emma whispered as she caressed her wife's jaw. Joanne watched the screen then pulled out a headset from the ultrasound cart, she plugged it in and held one earpiece up to her head, "Yes, you're definitely past the 6 week mark, because…" she unplugged the headset and a quiet whooshing sound rhythmically thumped through the room, "That's your baby's heartbeat." Regina openly sobbed now as tears streamed down her face and she wrapped an arm around her wife's neck and pulled her down into a hug.
The blonde doctor quietly cleared her throat, "Would you like a print out and recording?" Both women nodded emphatically, "Alright, it'll be at reception when you leave. Make an appointment for a month from now. We'll be able to see more details by then," she offered Regina a wet wipe to clean her stomach of the gel, "We'll continue monthly appointments until the last 4-6 weeks, when they'll be weekly," Regina wiped herself off and pulled her shirt back down, "Once I get the certifications done, I can even perform the appointments at your home if you like?" Regina was sliding off the table when she responded, "Yes, I'd like that. I appreciate the effort you're going through for us, Joanne," Emma helped her balance as she slipped her heels back on. "It's no problem, not really. I'm honored that you've asked me honestly," their doctor pulled the smaller brunette woman into a brief hug, "I'll have the the reception nurse give you the standard packet with the do's and don't's of pregnancy. Congratulations again," she shook Emma's hand and left the room, leading them back through the halls and finally left them at the door dividing the waiting room from the back at the reception desk.
Regina frowned as she turned the key to her Mercedes again and it uselessly clicked, "Everything ok, babe?" Emma asked pulling up to a stop beside the small car in her Frontier. "Damn thing won't start," she sighed and slapped at the dash, turning the key again and growling when it mockingly clicked back at her. "Just hop in with me and I'll call Michael to tow it in, no big deal," Emma hopped out to assist her wife in moving vehicles. Regina laughed, "You're not doing this for the next 33 weeks." Emma wrapped an arm around her shoulders as they rounded the truck and laughed, "Oh but just think of all things you can get out of me with this," she opened the truck door for her wife and handed her purse to her. Regina smiled coyly, "I never needed a pregnancy to get you to anything I wanted, my love," she cupped her wife's jaw and pulled her into a totally inappropriate kiss for the public venue. Emma laughed, "Yeah well, let me pretend," she put the truck in gear and switched her radio over to the tow line and talked to Michael about the Mercedes. He agreed to pick up before closing for the day and he'd give them a call when he knew anything.
As a grinning Emma drove them towards Granny's, Regina clutched the ultrasound image in one hand. Tracing over the image with a fingertip, a wide smile on her face. The brunette reached over and held an open palm out to her wife. Emma glanced down and laced their fingers together, "Do we want to tell people?" They'd previously discussed waiting until the second trimester, but Emma was pretty sure that people would take one look at their smiling faces and know something was up. Regina sighed as the truck pulled into a spot beside the diner, "Not yet, I'd like to keep it to ourselves for a little while," she laughed when Emma jumped out and ran around to the passenger side just as the brunette was opening the door. The blonde placed hands around her waist and helped her step down, "Although, at this rate…" Regina teased as she gripped strong shoulders and allowed her wife to practically lift her down. She turned around and tucked the picture safely away in the glove box along with the ultrasound DVD they'd already placed there for safekeeping.
They settled into a seat inside and a waitress quickly appeared with two bottles of rootbeer and took their order. A bacon cheeseburger for Emma and a artichoke, spinach and turkey panini with mozzarella cheese. Regina cleared her throat, she desperately wanted to discuss baby things, but speaking of them aloud in public would have the rumor mill of Storybrooke running wild and their news would be out by the time they got off work. "So, I scheduled the official demolition of the Henderson farm. I also contacted the representative to start the official process for having a fair here," the waitress reappeared and set a basket of onion rings between them with a knowing smile. Emma nodded as she squirted a healthy glob ketchup in the corner of the basket, "Yeah, Dad went out Friday, making sure they head everything squared away and disconnected before the demo," she dunked a ring in the red sauce and munched on it.
"I've got the contractors lining up to put in bids for the construction we'll need done. They're appearing from all over the state, even one from Massachusetts," Regina plucked an onion ring out of the basket and dunked just the tip in the ketchup she nibbled at it delicately. Emma's phone started ringing then and she frowned at it, private number again, "Swan-Mills?" Unsurprisingly there was only silence, "Hello?" The breathing started then, just quiet exhales in her ear, "Come on, just fucking say something!" Emma angrily whispered into phone so as not to cause a scene, then for the for the first time a new sound, quiet laughter, mocking her. Then the call was ended and Emma frustratingly shoved the phone into her breast pocket. "Darling?" Regina questioned as their food was delivered to the table, "Anon call again, they laughed this time," Emma slid her sandwich topping onto her burger and squished it down with the top bun.
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After lunch Emma had returned to the station after dropping her wife at Town Hall. Regina had effectively distracted her from the anonymous calls and she was smiling brightly again as she thought about the whooshing heartbeat of their baby. She would never tell Henry this, or Regina most likely, but when she'd first heard Henry's heartbeat her heart had skipped a beat. It was real. She was a few months into being 17 and pregnant with a baby she never wanted. She loved her son, more than she thought ever could love anyone. But 16 years ago sitting in that cold prison infirmary watching his pulsing heart on the grainy screen, it was a different story completely. Today had been totally different. Not just because it wasn't her body; when she'd heard that sound today, her heart had skipped again, right before it swelled in her chest. She'd never change the things that had happened to her in the past, she'd never change having Henry, but back then? When she'd laid there with the balding middle aged man probing at her stomach and droning on about her future, she'd cried for an entirely different reason. She'd always pictured days more like today when she pictured her future with children. Even by then, after she'd tried to be heterosexual, to fit in with the older Neal, she'd decided that it would be her female spouse to carry. She'd envisioned holding hands with the faceless woman as they heard the heartbeat, in a warm room full of color and light. Emma shook off her melancholy as she parked beside the station, she made a note to pick up some chocolate, and a new video game Henry had been hinting at, to assuage her own guilt at her thoughts.
Her phone dinged an incoming text and pulled it out,
1:12pm Private Number: Do you know where your family is?
Her heart thudded and she immediately called her wife, Regina answered on the second ring, "Darling? Everything ok? I only just got settled into work," she sounded concerned. Emma breathed in relief, "Fine, everythings fine. I just wanted to say that I loved you," she quickly covered. No reason to needlessly worry the brunette. Regina smiled into the phone, "I love you too, dear," they ended the call and Emma dialed Henry's phone next, he had last lunch period and there a few minutes left of it. He answered and he was fine, she breathed a sigh of relief and plopped into her chair. David arched an eyebrow from where he kept his head down as he filled in a report for Emma to transcribe later, he was the last hold-out for handwritten reports, everyone else long since moved onto typing them and either printing them out for her or e-mailing them to her, without looking up he asked, "Everything ok, kid?" Emma frowned at her phone as she reread the message again, "Did you talk to mom today?"
David looked up from his paperwork, "She texted me about an hour ago when she went to lunch, why?" Emma rubbed at her face in frustration, "Nothing, just...it's nothing," Ruby strolled in then, she'd been out on patrol and was coming in take over for David while he went to lunch. Weekends being the exception, they usually tried to have one officer in the building besides Emma. Robin had finally been able to attend the academy and had returned just 2 weeks ago. Now a fully deputized deputy of the department, it was convenient as during the time he was gone they'd gotten the news that Sean wouldn't be coming back as a deputy. The nerve damage from Henderson all those weeks ago, just wasn't healing and he couldn't pass the qualifications. Not for the first time Emma was thankful that her injuries in that whole mess had been relatively easily healed, she had been considering offering him a job in the station, working as a receptionist/dispatcher as it was position that they'd needed to have filled and had the budget for, but she'd never bothered to staff it.
David went back to his work and Emma tapped at her desk as she eyed her phone laying there on it. Finally she picked it up and placed a call, "Swan?" Clive's voice carried through, "I don't think you've ever actually called me! What's up?" Emma took a breath, "I've had some problems with an anonymous caller and now they're texting me, do you still have that contact at the NSA?" She could hear shuffling papers and then footsteps, a door closed, "Sounds serious, yeah I'm still in contact with Shelly in Boston. She would need your phone though," a door opened and Clive called out that he was busy, "Why don't Harry and I meet you for dinner somewhere between here and there tonight and I can deliver it to her tomorrow?" Emma nodded, "Alright, thanks Clive. If you don't mind driving, why don't you come all the way to Storybrooke? I'll throw some steaks on the grill? You can finally see the tiny town I police," she offered knowing her wife wouldn't mind. Regina liked entertaining and had expressed interest in socialising with the two men after meeting them in Augusta. "That's sounds great! Harry worked days today and is off tomorrow anyway. We should be able to get there by 7," being an Administrative Officer, Clive pretty much worked Monday through Friday 8-5 just like Emma did, "I need to use up a personal day anyway, so I'll get the phone to Shelly first thing tomorrow morning." Emma nodded grateful, "Thanks, Clive. I really appreciate it." "No sweat, Swan!" And he ended the call and Emma sighed as she called her wife again to let her know the plans for their evening.
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Regina finished the call with her wife with a smile. She'd enjoyed their time with the two men before and was looking forward to spending some more time with them. She was also glad that Emma was seeking out someone to figure out her anonymous caller issue. She picked her phone back up from her desk and placed a call to the butcher. Making an order for 8 10oz New York strip steaks that they would pick up on their way home. She planned out the rest of what to prepare for their company. A nice salad and baked potatoes would go well with her wife's steaks. That led her to thinking about her wife working the grill on their patio. Usually in jeans and a tank top, with a plain black apron over her clothes. Well muscled arms flexing as she flipped and tested the meat or the occasional veggie as she cooked. Her memory focused on the strong hands of her wife then. The way they held the spatula or tongs, shaking seasoning onto the meat, brushed a sauce across glistening, cooking meat. Regina licked her lips, suddenly unsure if she was hungry or horny. If she hadn't just finished lunch less than an hour ago she'd have said both.
Pen tapping on her desk she leaned back in her chair and smiled to herself as she let her mind wander. She felt her panties dampen with slick arousal as her mind drifted to the first time they'd incorporated fisting into their sexual relationship. It was an unusually warm Saturday evening in March, a month before their wedding and Emma had just finished moving into the mansion earlier that day. David had taken a 13 year old Henry camping for the weekend, giving them time to get settled into cohabitation. Not that Emma had really been staying in the loft very much anyway.
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Emma tossed the pizza crust into the box and flopped onto the couch in the living room, her fiance frowned, "You talked me into pizza and you flop on our couch?" The brunette tried to admonish, but any venom was lost by her wide smile and the emphasis on the word our. Balancing her full glass of red wine,she slid her small frame into the space on the couch not taken up by the sprawled blonde, "Come on, we just spent like hours upon hours moving so many boxes from the loft, that you made me unpack the same day…"
"9. We brought nine boxes because that's all you had. It only took six hours because that eyesore you still insist on driving could only fit four boxes at a time," one handed she pulled long legs into her lap and Regina comfortingly rubbed at her shins and what she could reach of corded calf muscles, "And you didn't really think I was going to let you leave those nine boxes just laying around did you?" Emma sighed and propped herself up long enough to take a deep pull from the cold beer sitting on the coffee table beside the pizza box, "No, not really. I know exactly who I'm marrying," she sat up and set her beer back down, swung her legs off the couch and wrapped her arms around the brunette she was set to marry in just a month.
Regina tucked her wine securely against her chest after taking a drink and snuggled deeper into her fiance's embrace, she closed her eyes and sighed, "We are getting married, in just 27 days," she fingered the beautiful white gold engagement ring on her finger. It was a relatively simple ring, with a 2 carat diamond of the greatest clarity at its center. To either side of it was a line of four journey diamonds that cut diagonally across the band and it sparkled in any light. Emma grinned and kissed the brunette's head that was tucked under her chin, "We are and I just moved in, officially," it hadn't surprised anyone when they decided to make the cohabitation official pre-wedding. Emma had been staying at the mansion 4 sometimes 5 nights a week for months and Regina had been doing the majority of her laundry alongside hers and Henry's for most of that time too, "You know...the upcoming wedding and me moving in...we should probably find someway to celebrate…"
Smirking, Regina took a deep swallow of the sweet wine and set it on the coffee table before she swung a leg over her lover's hips and settled astride strong thighs, "Hmm, I suppose we probably should. You have anything specific in mind?" Strong hands came up to cup her ass and they massaged the rounded flesh and Regina groaned at the attention. She truly appreciated her soon to be wife's muscles, "I'm sure we can think of a few things," Emma moved a little slightly and Regina tipped forward, cupping her face and they were falling into a languid kiss. Regina groaned when the tip of a tongue brushed across her lips. She opened and the tongue retreated. She chased after it with her own and growled when she met closed lips. She fell into the kiss again and the tongue was back, swiping across her plump lipstick covered lips again. This time, when she parted her lips she also sucked, hard. The teasing tongue slid inside and bit down. Emma laughed into the kiss and it ended as they pulled apart. Both with wide smiles and shining, mirthful eyes, "I do have a few ideas actually," Regina stated as she leaned back and pinned hands between her ass and muscled thighs.
Emma arched an eyebrow, "Oh? Do tell?" Their sexual journey had been an exciting adventure for them both. While Emma was the more experienced between them, there was still plenty she'd not experienced before and plenty to expose the brunette to and it was very recent that the sexy brunette had started asking for what she wanted sexually. Regina bit her lip and looked shyly up at her wife. It was a look that Emma didn't see often from the woman and it gutted her every time, "Remember what we talked about last week?" Emma furrowed her brow as she searched her memory. Regina pulled a hand from beneath her, and kissed pale knuckles before she formed her fiance's hand into a fist and looked up through her fallen hair to gauge the blonde's reaction.
Emma sucked in a breath and groaned, "You want to me fist you?" She wanted to clarify. She couldn't even remember how the conversation started last week, but it had come up that Emma had experience with the act before. The blonde wasn't a fan of having it done to her, but had found the experience of giving it pleasurable. Regina nodded, "Yes, I think so, is that ok?" Her deep husky tone sent shivers down her fiance's spine, "In a little while though? I'd like to relax first. Maybe finish this glass and have another?" She gestured to her half-full wine glass. A second glass, they knew from experience, would leave her pleasantly buzzed and the perfect mix of complete awareness and a relaxed pliant body. Emma was suddenly not tired in the slightest and she smiled at her beautiful lover, "That's a wonderful idea, babe," it had taken the brunette months to not frown at the pet name and these days she appreciated it for the affection meant behind it.
"Shower, pajamas and a movie here on the couch?" Regina retrieved her glass of wine and took two large drinks, "Separately though. If we go up there together, I don't think we'll make it back to the couch and I really want to," she set her glass back down and looked over at the blonde. Emma laughed, the woman was undoubtedly right, "Deal, you want to go first?" Regina nodded and took her wine glass with her as she headed for the stairs.
20 minutes later the brunette returned, hair still damp and smelling of her shampoo. She was in a deep red silken nighty that came to her mid thigh, had thin straps that barely contained her heavy breasts and was low enough that they very nearly spilled out when bent at the waist. Emma groaned as her lavender scented fiance sat and refilled her empty wine glass, "That's new, I like it...like a lot," she had always found her lover's preference for the small silk nightwear, but this one bordered on full on lingerie. Regina blushed, her cheeks were already a little rudy from the hot shower and effects of the wine, "Thank you, my love. I purchased it with you in mind just last week," she tucked a strand of dark hair behind her ear. She'd started to let it grow out and as it had started to fall past her shoulders it had became a little bothersome, but she knew it would soon lengthen enough to not be as much of a bother.
Emma grinned, "I love it, babe...it uh...really makes your...umm assets? pop," she trailed a finger along an exposed collarbone and down into the deep vee between full breasts. Regina just smiled, "Go shower and join me back here on the couch so we can relax and cuddle. Then, later you can fill my cunt the most it's ever been, my love," the brunette woman flushed hotly and her eyes dilated. It was the first time she'd said anything quite so provocative without prompting and it left her feeling deliciously dirty and aroused. Emma was the more dirty talker of the two of them, but Regina was making definitive progress to being on par with her blonde lover. Emma sat stunned for long seconds as her wife demurely sipped her wine like she hadn't just said the single hottest thing Emma had ever heard.
Emma leaned in for a kiss but a single finger to her lips stopped her, "Shower, darling," the brunette smirked at her fiance and picked up the remote for the TV. With a groan the blonde levered herself up off the couch, "Oh and Emma?" She turned, "Don't put a shirt on?" Her fiance's muscle were really starting to pop. It hadn't been that long ago that Regina had noticed her oblique vee had really become quite cut and she had no shame in admitting how attractive she found Emma's changing body.
When the blonde returned she was in one of her grey pairs of sweatpants. Regina still couldn't believe how many of the damn things her fiance owned. They seemed to have taken the place in her wardrobe of the skinny jeans that had slowly faded into a memory. Thankfully. the blonde only wore the sweats behind closed doors, usually.
Emma was fussing with her long blonde hair as she settled onto the couch, "I swear one day I'm just going to get it all cut off," she growled, finally tossing it over her shoulder and looking over at the brunette. Damn, she'd forgotten how good she looked in that nighty. "Don't you dare," Regina admonished, "I like your hair." Emma mumbled something to the effect that she could deal with it then and Regina just smirked. She picked up the remote and hit play on the movie she'd selected from Netflix. That had been a new addition to the household. Courtesy of Emma's influence and Regina had to admit that she could see the appeal of the streaming service. Fool's Gold started to play and she picked up her wine glass, curling up against the firm body of her lover, legs tucked under herself, she rested her head against a strong shoulder. She looped an arm through the blonde's and let her hand rest against a defined bicep.
An hour into the movie, Regina finished her second glass of wine. She was feeling the effects, her body warm and relaxed as she stretched out against her fiance. As the movie progressed they had shifted until Emma was laying on her back. The brunette wedged between her and the back of the couch. Head resting against a muscled chest and shoulder. One leg tossed over strong hips and a tanned hand tracing along the ridges and furrows of her lover's abdomen. Emma shifted and groaned when fingertips dipped just beneath the elastic of her sweatpants. She starting to become uncomfortably aroused. Regina just smirked and returned to teasing random patterns across her stomach. The teasing touches moved higher this time and they circled a pink nipple, Emma arched as she pinched the already erect flesh.
Regina toyed with the nipple for a little while, before moving across to it's twin. By now the blonde was breathing heavily, her body drawstring taut and inner thighs slick with arousal. The movie was going through its climax when the fingers slid down again and slipped beneath the elastic band. Regina scratched lightly at the thatch of short coarse hairs that covered her lover's mound and Emma groaned. Moving lower Regina traced along her bare outer labia, "So wet, my love," she husked into a reddened ear just before she nibbled on an earlobe. Emma arched as the fingertips slid between her cunt lips and spread the thick arousal around, "S' what happens when a sexy brunette spends an hour teasing you?" a gasp left her lips when a nail gently scraped over the very tip of her clit.
Regina stroked around the straining clit with two fingers, circling it and avoiding direct contact. She dipped down and slid the two fingers inside, just to the first knuckle before pulling out and returning to circle the swollen, throbbing clit, "Oh, you evil tease," Emma closed her eyes and her head fell back against the armrest. A laugh bubbled forth, "Best way to be evil, if I do say so myself." Taking mercy though, she took her clit between thumb and index finger and started a stroking motion, similar to the one she used to jerk her off when she was wielding her magic cock.
"Oh, that's good!" Emma moaned as she arched and her hips rolled into the stroking. The credits started to roll after a full minute had passed, "Come for me, so that I can come for you," the deep husky voice was all Emma needed and she flew over the edge into her orgasm. She arched tightly and groaned Regina's name aloud as she buried her hands in dark hair and kissed her wife deeply. Panting into the heady kiss as her body throbbed and pulsed through the peak of her pleasure.
Her fiance was still trembling with small aftershocks as Regina slid her hand from the grey pants and stroked the glistening wetness across her muscled abdomen. She placed light kisses along the pale neck of her lover, letting her ease down off her high naturally. Long minutes passed and the tv had gone to the Netflix screen telling them that they would also like some other movies, "Take me to bed, darling. I'm ready for you," Regina turned the TV off and climbed off her lover. Emma scrambled up off the couch and was followed swaying hips through the kitchen and down the hall towards the foyer and the stairs.
Regina reached a hand back as they started to ascend and Emma laced their fingers together as she let the brunette lead her to what was now their bedroom. As they entered Regina waved her hand and a dozen candles burst into flame on either side of the queen size bed, she was looking forward to the larger king size being delivered in a few days, "Get whatever you need and join me?" She husked as she climbed onto the bed, crawling up it on her hands and knees. Emma whimpered low in her throat as she realized her fiance hadn't been wearing panties beneath the sexy new nighty. The blonde moved towards the nightstand that was now hers, that she'd been using for months already. Because of Henry, most of their time was spent at the mansion and most of their sex toys resided there. Although, buried at the bottom of one Emma's two duffle bags was a vibrator, two bottles of lube and a box of condoms. Emma retrieved the pump bottle of lube from the drawer and set it on the bed. Propped against her pillow, Regina had settled onto her back and was idly toying with a nipple through red silk and playing with the hem of her night gown.
When Emma settled onto the bed beside the brunette, Regina pulled her half on top of her and into a sweet kiss. Emma noticed that the hand buried in her long blonde hair was shaking and she pulled away, "You ok, babe? We don't have to do anything you don't want to, you know that right?" Regina nodded, her smile tremulous, "I do, but I want this," she took her fiance's hand in hers, "I want all of you inside me tonight, Emma," she kissed each fingertip and when she got to her thumb she sucked it into her mouth and hollowed her cheeks as she flicked at it's tip. Emma groaned and her pupils blew wide, "It's not quite what we discussed it for, but we could use the safe word system we talked about a few weeks ago?" Regina thought about it, the more comfortable they became sexually, they had started to experiment and had been talking about the possibility about venturing into some BDSM play. While they hadn't yet entered that playing field they had already established some safe words for the eventuality, "Red, Yellow and Green?" Emma nodded, "That's right," she slipped a thigh between tan thighs. Regina arched into the pressure against her sex, the soft cotton of her wife's pants soaking up the arousal that had left her soaked and aching, "Will you fuck me now?" The softly whispered words made Emma throb with need and she leaned down to kiss the woman who had stolen her heart and soul as she shifted and settled between tanned thighs.
Regina groaned into the probing kiss as she let her legs relax and fall open and accept the firm body of her lover. She rolled her hips up and knew that she painted grey cotton with slick arousal, the fabric an interesting sensation against her cunt and clit. A hand slid from cupping her face to palming a breast, the warm tongue retreated and she chased after it. Emma sucked in suddenly as she pinched a nipple and Regina gasped. The act left her breathless, light headed and she whimpered at the delicious feeling of having her breath stolen from her. The kiss was broken and lips moved along her jaw as she drew in deep breaths, trying to catch hers again. Regina buried her hands in blonde hair as the lips descended to her neck. Her eyes opened wide as suction was applied to her sensitive skin and her mouth opened and a gasping, choking sound came out.
Satisfied with the large purpling mark she'd left, Emma moved to a collarbone and traced the prominent bone with her tongue as she slipped her hand inside the deep red nightgown and pulled a breast out, massaging it and rolling the hard nipple against her palm. Regina groaned and arched when the exploring tongue dipped into the divot separating her clavicle and swirled, Emma kissed down her sternum, stopping when she reached the beginning of red silk. "Feels so good, darling," Regina husked out as that talented tongue circled her breast and soft kisses were placed against her flesh. She arched her back and rolled her hips as her nipple was stroked and finally sucked into a hot mouth. As she suckled at her fiance's breast, Emma slipped her hand inside the silk nighty and slipped her other breast out, kneading it and twisting the dark nipple as she flickered her tongue over it's twin.
Emma released the nipple from her mouth and kissed, nibbled and sucked her way across to the other one. She repeated her teasing circling of the full breast with her tongue and her hand covered the recently neglected one and massaged it. Regina cried out when she was sucked into a hot mouth and her hips were rolling rhythmically now and she was panting as she clutched the blonde head tightly to her chest. Long minutes past and Regina realized that she was close to an orgasm, "I'm going to come if you keep that up," Emma just grinned around her breast and sucked as much of it into mouth as would fit and pinched the nipple in her hand as she ground her hips down to meet the ones rolling against her. Regina arched and cried out as her orgasm crashed into her and she soaked her wife's sweatpants. Emma released her nipple then and slid up her body and kissed her, hips still rolling together as Regina cupped her cheeks and whimpered into the kiss.
Hands tugged at the hem of her nightgown then and Regina arched to allow the red silk to be pulled over her head and tossed to the side. She pushed at the soft cotton that was the last barrier between them and Emma arched up on her toes and hands as the pants were slipped past her hips and down her thighs. She kicked them over the bedside and settled back down, groaning as their bare skin met fully. The heat and wetness coming from her lover slid against her. The cum from her orgasm coated tanned thighs and slicked against her muscled thighs, their lips met in a languid kiss and Emma ended it far to soon as she slid down the taut, tanned body. She kissed the tip of each breast but continued on past them. Sucking at the soft skin beneath a full mound and trailing a teasing pattern across her ribs, nipping when she reached the edge of hard bone and soft stomach.
Regina fisted the sheets and tried to hook a leg around her lover. She was denied as the blonde slid lower and pushed her leg away. It was ok though because her moving brought her to rest between tanned thighs and pulled one over her shoulder as she sucked at a prominent hip bone and flicked the hollow of it. A deep languid moan sounded through the room. With hand under knee, Emma pushed her leg up and out, exposing the heated sex to her purview. It glistened in the flickering candle light, dark lips spread open and she could see the clenching centre of her, begging to be touched, to be filled. Regina let out a needy, mewling sound as a wet tongue touched her entrance and swirled. Her hips bucked and her clit was sucked in along with her inner labia as the blonde's head bobbed between her legs. Before she could fall into the orgasm that was so close her fiance pulled away and lapped at her. She buried tanned hands in long blonde hair and rolled her hips.
Emma brought the hand that had been wrapped around her hip and with a single fingertip she teased at the pulsating entrance, "Yes! God, inside me!" Regina panted out, eager and wanting. Emma teased just inside, rhythmically in and out, just the tip as she flicked at her clit in time with her teasing penetration, sucked the throbbing clit in and added a second finger to her teasing motion, "God! Fuck me!" Regina gripped blonde hair tighter and bucked her hips, trying to get more of her lover inside her needy cunt. Emma grinned into wet flesh but refused to enter her further. She circled the tight opening, slid just barely back inside and repeated the circle, stretching the tight ring of muscle. Regina arched, her eyes wide and unseeing. Veins popping and throbbing in her face and neck as her orgasm crashed into her and she cried out as her fiance drank hungrily from her gushing cunt.
Regina was still panting when she was flipped over and she groaned. Arching as a strong, firm body covered hers, grinding against her ass and lacing their fingers together. Emma pressed her forehead to the tanned sweaty back as she rolled her hips and shifted so that her hard clit brushed against the firm flesh of her wife's round ass, "Fuck that's good!" She groaned as she started to kiss and suck at the back of her lover's neck, all the while her hips pumped against her fiance. "Yes! Come on me, can you? Like this?" Regina arched again and pushed her ass higher and tighter against her fiance. "Fuck, I think so!" Emma's hips moved faster and she groaned lowly in her throat, "Do it, baby! Come on me, use me! Oh please, darling," Panting heavily now, Emma bit into the soft muscle connecting neck to shoulder and with another few hard pumps she stiffened and came hard. Regina cried out, her whole body felt alive and she throbbed with arousal at the feelings and emotions running through her, "I need you, oh I need you!" Regina was very nearly crying with her need. Still thrumming through her orgasm, Emma powered through and flipped the voluptuous brunette back over and thrust two fingers knuckle deep inside her.
She arched and clawed at the strong back of her lover as the fingers pumped into her, the rhythm heavy and fast and fingers curled against her g-spot, "Mmmm..mo..more!" Regina wanted out as she rolled her hips and her body arched as she humped against the strong body fucking her. Emma slid an arm around her waist and helped support her semi suspended position as she added a third finger, curling and pumping faster into her. A thumb brushed across her clit, just barely grazing her and she crashed into an orgasm. She whimpered through it as her hips kept rolling, spreading the spurting cum all over her lover's heaving body, her head fell back and she sucked deep breaths in, "Fuck," she whispered, groaning when the three fingers inside, that had stilled, started to move again.
"Ready for more?" Emma questioned. She'd never had more than three fingers inside her fiance before and needed to ask before they moved on. Regina cupped her face and desperately tried to focus through her blinding arousal on the softened face before her, "Yes, please. Fill me, baby," Emma groaned, she loved it when the brunette called her that. It had been a surprising development a few weeks ago, when the older woman had called her that in the height of passion. Emma pulled out and Regina whimpered and twitched at the loss, "Shh, it's ok I'm just getting the lube," she comforted the shuddering woman. Regina stroked at the hips still between hers as Emma twisted away to retrieve the pump bottle she'd laid on the bed earlier, "You sure, we need it? I'm so wet already," Regina husked out the question as she stroked her own cunt and watched through hooded eyes as her lover pumped twice and covered her hand in lubrication. "No, but better to be safe than sorry. This is meant to be pleasurable," Emma tossed the bottle back towards the head of the bed and slipped her hand beneath the one her wife had been stroking herself with, rubbing the excess lube all around her lips and massaging it into already soaked flesh.
Emma slipped two fingers inside and Regina let her hand join the other in fisting the sheets as she watched her lover, kneeling between her thighs and watching the movement of her fingers into and out of her cunt. A groan and she felt a third finger slip inside, stretching her to the furthest point so far. Emma laid her free hand against her lower abdomen and let her thumb tease against her clit as she continued to stroke softly in and out of her. Regina arched and gasped out as the fourth finger was eased inside, her pinky finger adding an extra stretch and with it a tiny, not unpleasant burn, "Oh, baby!" She gasped and her body stilled as she reveled in the feeling as her fiance started to curl the four fingers and massged at her g-spot as she stroked in and out. Regina started to move again then and she was gasping and moaning, her eyes shut tight. The penetration retreated then and she whimpered, her hips trying to follow the retreating digits. She opened her eyes and watched the blonde pump more lube out over her hand. She moved the bottle over Regina's still rolling hips and pumped some out over her. The brunette hissed as the cool, thick liquid dripped over her and through her folds.
Then the four fingers were back and sliding easily inside her. This time past the knuckle and she groaned at the feeling of being stretched so wide, the hand started to move, slipped out to the second knuckle and pushing back inside. Regina cried with each thrust, she'd never been so full, so stretched and she knew it wasn't even over yet. She questioned briefly if she could take it all, then she felt a thumb tuck under and into the palm of her lover and pressure pushed at her, slowly easing deeper and deeper, "Ohh, my love. Yes," She was filled slowly, the hand easing in and Emma stopped and withdrew just a little, starting a slow pumping action as she eased further and further in. Regina arched and her body tightened when she felt a pop and she gasped as she felt the width of Emma's hand slid inside, Emma stilled, "OK?" Regina nodded, breathless, "Goo...good. So good, don't stop," she rolled her hips and groaned at how good the fullness felt. Emma pumped a few times and slowly her hand curled into a loose fist inside the tight cunt of her lover.
Regina grasped the pale forearm just below the elbow of the hand that was inside her, "Give me a minute," she asked as she lay there panting and she stroked the muscled forearm. Sliding her hand lower she groaned as she traced the place where wrist met stretched pussy, "God, you're all the way inside me," she whispered in awe, breathless tears of pleasure in her eyes. Emma started to move the thumb that had been left still on her fiance's clit and Regina arched, groaning as it shifted the hand inside her, "Oh, move. Please move," she wrapped her hand around the strong forearm, just above the wrist and moaned as the fullness inside her started to rock and move. "Fuck," the curse was breathless and whispered as she felt lost of breath. Being so full, she felt as if every part of her inside was being touched and stretched at the same time. Every rock of Emma's fist pushed against her g-spot, against her cervix, a thing she'd recently discovered she liked.
Emma started to add a push and pull to her rocking and sped up the thumb brushing against Regina's pulsing, swollen clit. It was more prominent than ever before as the fullness of her cunt had put it on full display. Emma groaned low in her throat and bent down to lightly lap at the straining bud. Regina had let her eyes slide close and now they shot open and her body bucked as the very tip of Emma's tongue flicked across her clit. The fullness inside her started to stretch her opening an every push and pull. "Suck! Fuck, suck me!" Emma sucked her clit and Regina screamed her release. Her body tensing and every nerve, tendon and vein in her body stood at attention. Being so full, the ejacualte couldn't even leave her body easily. And her scream broke at its peak and became a sob as the spurting fluid stretched her further, creating a balloon like effect around her fiance's wrist.
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Regina jumped when her intercom buzzed. She squeezed her thighs together. She was wetter than she'd have thought possible from just a memory and she had definite intentions for her wife before their plans that evening, "Yes, Linda?" Her voice came out husky and strained, she cleared her throat, "Henry, to see you," Linda answered and Regina frowned. She glanced at the clock, he should've been in class for another hour, "Send him in," she stood and straightened her dress, used a little bit of magic to clean the inside of her thighs and leave her feeling marginally more comfortable about seeing her son when she was this aroused.
The door opened and Henry stepped in with a girl behind him about his age Regina recognized her but couldn't place a name to the face, "Henry, what are you doing here and why aren't you in class?" Henry cleared his throat and stood a little taller, "Mom, this Sarah," Regina nodded, the name coming to her a second before her son said it. She observed that the young girl appeared to have been crying, "Mom, she needs help." Regina sighed, she had more compassion than most but her son had decidedly gotten his white knight tendencies from his other mother. Sarah said nothing, she just shyly raised the hem of her baggy, knit sweater and exposed what was probably a 4 month pregnancy bump. Regina's eyes widened, "Henry Daniel Mills!"
A/N: Admit it you hate to love and love to hate me Also, trust me lol