Harry glanced over at his husband, then over at the blonde and brunette watching them. It was the end of the day and the day before Christmas Eve, it was also the last day for official town business until the new year. They were in Regina's office about to sign their NDA's for accepting the jobs and moving into Storybrooke. "So when we sign this," he started, "Guys aren't going to jump out and throw black hoods over our heads, right?"
Emma couldn't help the smirk that displayed her signature dimple. "No, no black hoods," she wrapped an arm around her wife. They sat on the loveseat under the window, across from the two men sitting in chairs. Her hand rested on the side of Regina's stomach that was really starting to swell with their child and she stroked her thumb over the taut flesh through the soft cotton blouse the brunette wore. "However we dipped the pens in poison…" Regina smacked her arm and frowned.
They shared a look and together they signed the paper in front of both of them. Regina stood and collected the documents. She placed them in the open files on her desk and then placed each file in her outgoing box to be filed with the rest of the town's files to do later. She turned back to the men and with a palm outstretched and she produced a fireball.
Clive and Harry stared at her for a second, "Ohh, Regina can do magic," Clive waved his hands around and made a goofy face. "So the town's big secret is what? The mayor is good at sleight of hand?" He gave them both an incredulous look.
Regina frowned, she caught her wife's attention and casually tossed the fireball at her. It was a practice exercise that they'd played a lot during Emma's active magic training. With ease Emma pulled the ball from mid-air and juggled it back and forth a few times before sending it back to her wife.
Harry and Clive watched them toss the flame back and forth a few times, "So you both can do it, what's the gimmick?"
Regina rolled her eyes and with a flick she extinguished the ball of flame, a deep sigh, another flick and she disappeared in a swirl of purple and reappeared next to Emma. Both men stared for a long minute and then Clive spoke up, "Alright, how the hell did you do that?"
Both Emma and Regina grinned, finally! Regina walked around her desk and pulled Henry's book from one of the drawers, "Read this, it's not the whole story and it paints some of us in better light than others, but inside this book, you'll find our story. We wanted to give you a practical demonstration before the reading material, otherwise it's just words on paper," they flipped through the first few pages, eyebrows high on their foreheads.
"Give it a read, keep it for a few days. If you still want to stay, your first days will begin January 2nd," Emma carefully watched their faces as she spoke; "We can sign the contract for the loft as soon as you want. If you still want it." Regina returned to her side and the blonde looped an arm over her shorter wife's shoulders. "I will remind you that you both signed the NDA's and even if you decide not to stay, you are contracted to remain silent on everything you learn." Emma fixed them with a pointed look.
Regina rubbed her hand in soothing motions on her wife's solid abdomen, "We didn't make the decision to enlighten you lightly. You should also know that there is a very small possibility that your daughter will posses magic," she eased back down onto the loveseat. At 20 weeks pregnant her feet and back didn't appreciate standing for very long. "It's unlikely, since neither of her parents have magical ties in their families, but the possibility is there. If you choose not to stay and take her over the townline, she won't ever manifest it if she does possess magic." Emma joined her on the seat and slipped an arm between her lower back and soft cushions to knead at the tense muscles of her lower back.
Harry shut the book and shared a look with his husband, Clive gave a subtle nod and Harry turned back to them, "We want to stay, we'll read everything over and I'm sure we'll have many questions," their fingers interlaced and both men grinned; "But we want to be here and no matter if Amelia Rose Jameson turns out to be magical or not, we're her father's and we will support her." Harry leaned over after his speech and planted a sweet kiss on his husband's lips, then pulled their laced hands up and kissed his hand.
Regina smiled at the act. They'd been pretty sure going in that they would choose to stay, but it was still nice to hear that they had no intention of running from the town now that they knew the truth, "That is a beautiful name!" She smiled widely at them. They, themselves, had chosen to not find out their baby's sex and had been tossing around a few names for either. "We can get the lease signed whenever, Belle is moving out the day after Christmas;" Belle and Ruby had technically already moved into their new two bedroom home together, but were taking their time deciding whose things they were keeping and what things they were buying new.
Both men nodded and bid the wives goodbye as they headed out the door, book tucked under an arm. They were spending the week at Granny's. They'd already given notice in Augusta and were intending to spend the remaining time packing and moving, plus spending time with Sarah. She was down to only having 6 weeks left of her pregnancy and everyday seemed to go by faster and faster.
Regina had intentionally scheduled the meeting to be at the end of the day, so that they could head home directly afterwards. She was just setting the alarm, Emma waiting at the doorway for her, when the blondes radio went off, "Sheriff, are you still available on the radio?" It was Sean's voice. Emma hadn't announced she was off duty yet, she'd just been about to and she sighed at being caught with what sounded non-emergent at the last minute. "Yeah, Sean, I'm still on," she sighed again and met her wife's eyes as they waited for him to respond. "I've got reports of activity out at the construction site and everyone else is already out on calls...probably nothing…" Emma rubbed at her face tiredly, "I'll go, I'm going to drop Regina at home and then I'll head over," she ended the radio call and smiled when her wife's smaller body tucked into her and the brunette hugged her.
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Emma pulled into their drive-way an hour later, as expected, it had just been kids again; she'd found four teenage boys and a 24 pack of beer, Natural Ice no less. She shuddered at the thought. She'd dumped the shitty beer and chased them off, threatening to call their parents the next time. The opening of the juvenile center couldn't happen soon enough. She was climbing out of the truck when the front door opened and Henry exited, followed by a heavily pregnant Sarah. They were both bundled for a walk, they'd been going through a bit of a warm spell for late December and the teens had started taking small walks again, "Hey guys, where are you going?"
Henry grimaced, "Chocolate sauce," was all he said.
Emma copied his grimace, knowing what he was likely referring too. Regina's new found love of hot dogs had become a horrifying event. She'd taken to putting all kinds of sacrilegious things on them, in her wife and son's opinion at least, "Really?" She asked trying to smother a smile, she was bothered by some of things her wife was topping the hot dogs with, but Henry was far more affected than she was.
He nodded, "Hershey's syrup, grated parm and avocado slices," he stuck his tongue out and mock gagged. "So we're going to Granny's for dinner," he smiled at Sarah.
Sarah grinned, "She's got dirt pudding on the menu tonight," Emma couldn't help but smile at the way she licked her lips and all but hummed in anticipation.
"Well if you don't feel like walking back, don't be afraid to call and I'll come and get you," she ruffled her son's hair and placed a comforting hand on Sarah's shoulder. The teens headed down the sidewalk and Emma headed inside.
Regina sighed as she took another bite of her delicious hot dog, "You scarred the kid again," her wife's voice sounded in her ear as arms wrapped around her waist and laced over her belly.
The brunette couldn't help the grin, "Good, he could do with some scarring," another bite she emitted a groan that made Emma's lips twitch. "Not my fault he doesn't know delicious food when he sees it."
Emma smothered a laugh as she watched half an avocado slice fall onto the brunette's plate. Regina picked it up and placed it back on the hot dog, licked her fingers and took another bite, "That dinner, babe?" Emma placed a kiss to her temple and moved towards the fridge, she was teasing because she could smell dinner throughout the whole house.
Regina hummed through another bite, "No, I've got lasagna in the oven," she crunched into a carrot stick that lined the side of her plate.
"The kid chose Granny's over lasagna?" Emma was incredulous as she retrieved a beer from the cool depths of the appliance.
A smile graced Regina's face, "He said there'd be leftovers and they're better anyway," she took her last bite and sighed at the loss. She was taking a drink from her glass of juice when she set it back down with a thunk and her hands flew to her stomach, "Emma!"
Emma was by her side in a second, she set the beer down and covered her wife's hands, "What is it?"
Regina looked up at her, a watery smile on her face, "I think Jelly's kicking! It feels just like you described," she laced their fingers and directed Emma's hands to where she could feel the fluttering sensations. They'd known it was getting close to Regina being able to feel it, "There," she pressed their hands tightly to the left side in the space between navel and ribcage. "Can you feel it, darling?" She asked excitedly, frowning as she tried to discern if she could actually feel anything through flesh or not.
A sigh and Emma shook her head, "No, I can't feel anything, Joanne said it might take until your sixth month to feel anything external, though," regardless, she continued to stroke over the softly rounded flesh of her wife's stomach.
"I know…" She smiled as their laced hands caressed her belly, she still wore the powder blue blouse and dark slacks that she'd worn into work. "I just was hoping to share this with you," she jumped a little as the movement shifted lower; her eyes misted. "Oh, Emma! It's so amazing," the last came out a quiet, husky whisper.
Emma laughed and kissed her wife's forehead. "Let's see if you feel that way at 3 am and it's a swift kick to your ribcage," she rubbed a thigh and kissed her on the lips sweetly.
Regina smiled as the kiss ended, "I can't wait," and Emma believed her.
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Regina sighed in contentment and snuggled further back into her wife. It was late on Christmas Eve and they were curled up on the couch in the family room. The fire crackling before them the Christmas Tree shining beside it. The two sources were the only light in the room and the atmosphere was cozy and warm, the weather had shifted and a light snow had been falling for a few hours ago and snowflakes softly fell past the windows. Henry and Sarah had retreated to bed a half hour ago and Emma and Regina had stayed curled up on the couch together. Regina was reclined back against her blonde wife, halfway on her side, her belly resting on a pajama clad thigh. Another sigh left plump lips as another countless kiss was placed against her temple. A quaking urge overcame her then and Regina reached back to cup her wife's neck, shifting the kiss as she herself shifted and their lips met. They kissed languidly, tongues entwined, stroking together. Regina moaned into the kiss.
It was a needy sound that had Emma groaning back as she rested a hand against the swell of their child, her other hand stroked down an arm and back; their bodies shifted and Emma cupped a full breast. Pulling a full on whimper from her wife as she gently massaged the heavy flesh. The kiss became more heated, Regina expressing need in the sounds she was making. One hand continued to massage her breast while the other shifted to rest on a hip, holding her in place even as she tried to maneuver her bulk to press more firmly against her lover.
More shifting and Emma was sitting up on the couch, Regina shifting around to straddle her lap. The brunette cupped both sides of her wife's face and moaned through the kiss as she suckled at the probing tongue of the blonde. Hands cupped her ass, palming the rounded globes and massaging into them, pulling another deep groan from the brunette as it aided the roll of her hips down against her wife. They couldn't press as closely together as they would've preferred, Regina's pregnant belly causing the brunette to have to arch to be able to sufficiently kiss her wife.
"Bedroom, babe?" Emma gasped as she pulled out of the kiss with a groan, one hand had slipped from her wife's ass to the juncture of ass and thigh and she could feel the heat of her lover's arousal there where she could just barely stroke a teasing fingertip against the very edge of her swollen labia through the thin yoga pants and silk panties she was wearing.
Regina moaned, trying to find some way to shift and get more pressure where she wanted it, needed it. "No," she shook her head, "Need you now, kids are in bed, just hurry," she gripped the hand teasing against her sex and pulled it around to her front, sliding their hands under the elastic of the black pants and lifting herself off her wife enough to slide them against her wet, throbbing sex.
Emma groaned deeply, "Fuck, you're dripping, babe," she swirled her fingers through the abundant wetness and Regina panted. Their foreheads pressed together as the brunette just nodded and ground down as she removed her own hand from her pants, to be able to cup her wife's face again and pull her into a heavy kiss. Emma groaned again and massaged at her lover's clit and open grasping cunt.
"I need to come…" Regina rolled her hips and pressed her face into her wife's neck, "Please, please make me come," she whispered as Emma circled her clit with two fingers and then three pressed against her entrance, "Yes! Inside, please, baby," the request was nothing more than a breathy gasp and Emma happily complied; sliding the three digits inside, pushing into the brunette with ease. Regina buried her hands in shaggy blonde hair and whimpered at being filled. She clenched her internal muscles and rolled her hips all in the same motion. "Make me come now, then I need to be fucked," she begged her blonde lover as Emma used her thumb to circle her clit as she curled her fingers inside. Not even thrusting, just stroking against her urethral sponge. Regina jolted at the feeling, it never took her very long with this method of stimulation, something Emma knew damn well. The position and the tight cotton pants, restricted the movements anyway.
Emma continued to curl her fingers and stroke over her wife's clit. She loved this wanton side to her wife. Once they'd started having sex the brunette had always been a sexual being. Once Emma drew her out of her shell and introduced her to the idea of sex for pleasure and not strictly a power play, sure they still enjoyed the occasional power play in the sexually, but not exclusively. Regina groaned as her body tightened. She was so very close to her orgasm and her hips rolled faster and harder against her
wife. "Don't stop, Emma. Please, don't stop," she was panting with every roll of her hips and gripping tightly to her wife as she tried to get her faster and deeper.
With a growl Emma latched onto her neck and sucked hard as she pressed tightly against her wife's front wall and started a firm circling massage against her g-spot, countering it with circles in the opposite direction against her clit. Regina cried out, muffling the noise into her own shoulder, mindful of the teenagers just upstairs. Her body arched and she shuddered into her orgasm, her entire body clenching with pleasure as she ejacualted heavily in her wife's lap; soaking through the pants she still wore, she yanked her wife's head back and buried her face there; crying out into the sweaty flesh, biting into the muscle that connected shoulder to neck. Emma held her tightly. Groaned and gently stroking over her clit with her thumb, stroking her inside every few seconds; letting her lover ride out the orgasm. Regina shivered and groaned into her wife's neck, she lifted her head away and looked at the bright red bite on her lover's shoulder.
She could see her teeth imprints and with a groan she flicked her tongue over the bruised skin, soothing it with light kisses. She kissed her way from the damaged muscle up to a strong jaw, she flicked her tongue along the edge of it, bit down lightly leaving faint imprints behind and Regina kissed them softly, "I want to ride you, I want your hard, throbbing cock inside me, but first I want your worship," she nipped at an ear and tugged at it with her teeth, before moving to get off the blonde's lap. Emma groaned aloud and helped her wife to stand, a flick of a tanned wrist cleaned their mess from the family room and then Emma was following her smirking wife up the stairs and into their bedroom.
When they entered Regina pulled her wife to her and pressed against her, rubbing herself against the hard planes of her. "I have a treat for you, darling," she whispered as she softly nibbled along a sharp jaw. Still kissing her way along the sensitive skin of her lover's neck, Regina gave a wave of her hand and three bowls shimmered into view on her nightstand. "I made gingerbread dust and crushed candy canes, with a simple powdered sugar icing, I want you to enjoy your treat…" the brunette tugged the black tank top over her wife's head and tossed it aside, "Off my body," she nipped at a hard pectoral muscle then took a pink nipple between her lips and sucked.
Emma groaned and buried her hands in dark hair, "Fuck, that sounds amazing!" Another groan as Regina nibbled across her chest and flicked her tongue over the neglected nipple.
Regina grinned around the erect nipple in her mouth, she released it with a pop, "And I want you to wear the cock cuff, so that you can fuck me after you enjoy your Christmas present," Regina stepped back and shed the baggy grey t-shirt she wore, "Come along, darling." The brunette crooked a finger as she backed towards their bed, unclasping her blue silk bra and releasing her heavy breasts with a moan.
A deep reverberating groan sounded in Emma's chest and she strode forwards. Shoving her dark grey sweatpants down over her hips and kicking them away. As Regina sat on the edge of the bed she slipped her hands beneath the hem of her yoga pants and tugged them down her wife's legs as the brunette laid back and palmed her own breasts. Moaning as she pinched her nipples, rolling them between her fingers and tugging lightly. Emma tossed the soaked pants away and they landed with a wet splat on the hardwood of the floor.
Blue silken panties followed next and Emma whimpered lowly at the swollen, glistening cunt revealed to her. Regina's clothed orgasm had left her wet and open, cum coating her thighs and leaving her with a wanton, desirous look. "You're so beautiful," Emma whispered as she took in the visage of her glowing, highly aroused pregnant wife. She placed a single kiss against wet cunt lips, flicking her tongue out just once against a swollen clit, before pulling away and retrieving the magic cock cuff from her nightstand drawer.
Regina arched and fisted the sheets, "Teasing! Evil!" She slipped a desperate hand between her thighs and stroked through her arousal as she watched Emma through hooded eyes. A sound somewhere between a growl and a groan left her as she watched the thick cock shimmer into place on her wife. She was panting as she stroked faster between her thighs, one hand still cupping a breast as she watched the blonde situate the bowls how she wanted them. She licked her lips as she watched the throbbing cock bob between muscled thighs as her wife moved.
A deep throaty moan filled the room and Emma glanced over, jaw dropping as she watched her wife shudder into a self induced orgasm. Eyes closed, chest heaving as her hand worked over her clit and Regina arched her body as clear ejaculate arced from her body in heavy spurts. "Fuck, babe," and Emma was on her, kissing her lover deeply, thrusting inside her mouth and stealing the breath from her lungs.
Regina whimpered and buried her hands in shaggy blonde hair, "I couldn't wait," she gasped as the kiss ended. The brunette palmed her wife's ass and tugged, trying to settle the blonde in the cradle of her body, groaning as the hard cock brushed against her hip.
"Ahh no, I'm going to enjoy my present first, isn't that what you wanted?" Emma sat up beside her wife, teasing a single fingertip along her lover's inner thigh, through the cum that coated it, "You're so fucking sexy, babe," she wrapped a hand around her hard cock and stroked, "Coming without me, making yourself squirt all over yourself..." she trailed off with a groan as she swiped a bead of pre-cum away and used it to lubricate herself and stroke faster. "Now I'm going to enjoy eating my present off of you, worshipping your luscious body, just taking my time," Emma added a twist at the end of each stroke, rubbing across her tip each time.
Regina growled low in her throat, "Promise? Or are you just going to jack off all night?"
Emma couldn't help but bark a laugh at the hypocrisy, "Oh they're all promises babe," she stopped her stroking then and picked up the bowl of warm icing, "Nice, you enchanted the bowl to stay warm didn't you?" Regina nodded and Emma grinned widely at her wife's cleverness.
Regina arched as a thin trail was dripped over her collarbone. She groaned when her wife picked up the bowl of gingerbread dust and pinched it lightly over the icing. Next she trailed icing down the center of Regina's chest, between her breasts and stopping just below them, in the hollow of her sternum. Emma picked up the crushed candy canes and covered the trail of icing with some. Swirls of icing and gingerbread circled one breast next, icing and candy cane circled her other. Regina tugged her bottom lip between white teeth, her body arching as the cooling icing hardened against her body.
Emma trailed icing down her lover's rounded belly, stopping to gather more from the bowl and filled the shallow indent of her navel. She ended the trail at her wife's pubis, trailing it sideway to create a T intersection of icing. The blonde dusted the upper half of her stomach with gingerbread and the lower half with candy canes. She pushed her wife's legs further open and gathered more icing, dripping it over her wife's glistening cunt lips.
A deep groan left Regina as the warm icing coated her dripping pussy, "Oh, baby…" she let a hand rest against the muscled thigh by her side and massaged at the firm muscle. Her other hand fisted in the sheets as she tamped down on the urge to touch herself again. Regina shifted her hand to the inside of her wife's thigh, stretching just a little to be able to tease a fingertip along the mushroom head of her cock.
A shudder ran down Emma's spine at the light touch. She set the bowls aside and took in her art work. Her wife looked amazing, all glistening skin, her chest rising and falling rapidly, lip stuck permanently between perfect teeth and chocolate eyes blown wide with arousal, a thought crossed her mind then and she blushed shyly.
Regina arched an eyebrow. Her wife didn't blush often, not when they were alone at least, "What is it, darling?" Her hand retreated to stroking soothingly at a strong thigh.
Emma flushed hotter, "Do you think…." she bit her lip and looked away briefly, "Could I...take a picture?"
Regina laughed at the request and trailed a fingertip over the parts of her that weren't coated in icing and gingerbread and candy cane, "You have to promise that no one but you will ever see it?" She had to admit she kind of liked the idea of having such a provocative picture taken.
Excitedly Emma nodded and was off the bed digging into the pocket of her sweatpants for her phone. When she turned she groaned, Regina was swiping a finger through the icing that covered a nipple and sucking the finger into her mouth, moaning at the taste of icing and candy cane as she watched her wife through hooded eyes. Emma quickly snapped a picture of the sexy image. She took a handful pictures of the brunette sprawled on their bed, legs splayed wide and glistening cunt on full display. The brunette posed for her lover for each picture, going as far letting her wife take a picture of her stroking through her icing coated sex. Emma quickly sent them to her personal Google drive and deleted them from the device. She tossed the phone onto her nightstand and descended on her sexy wife.
Regina moaned and tangled her hands in blonde hair as Emma sucked along her collarbone, flicking her tongue and cleaning away the sweet icing and gingerbread dust. A talented tongue flickered against the hollow of her throat and she whimpered deeply as she felt a corresponding tug in her clit. Emma shifted then, laying between her thighs, supporting herself on her hands and knees over the brunette. Regina sighed breathlessly as that glorious mouth slowly sucked the spiral pattern of icing and gingerbread from one breast, a hot tongue stroking over her heated flesh. She arched when the tongue circled her nipple and her wife hummed as she sucked the sweet and almost spicy flavour away. Regina's mouth was open in a silent cry, her eyes open and dark, unseeing as her body clenched.
Emma groaned around the nipple in her mouth when she felt a hot burst of ejaculate explode from her wife and splatter against her thighs and throbbing cock, "Fuck, you're so sensitive, babe!" Regina just panted, groaning as her body relaxed. She nodded and threaded her hands into blonde hair as she pulled her wife to her still sticky breast. Emma went willingly and sucked along the spiraling line of icing and crushed candy cane, leaving a spiraling red mark around her lover's breast. Regina cried out and arched deeply when she reached her nipple and softly flickered just the tip of her tongue over the swollen tissue. Flicking her nipple back and forth, cleaning it of sweet peppermint. Emma wondered if she'd come again, from the breast stimulation alone.
She didn't and Emma gave the clean nipple a loving kiss before moving up to claim plump lips in a heated kiss. She was careful to keep her body suspended above the smaller body of her lover. Regina groaned into the kiss, her hands cupping her wife's face as she desperately sought entrance into Emma's mouth. A needy noise left her throat when she was granted entrance at the same time as she felt the very tip of her lover's cock slide against her cunt. Hands moved and tugged at narrow hips, begging, pleading to have her wife inside. Emma shook her head and ended the kiss, "Not yet," and she was kissing her way down a sweaty tanned neck, stopping to suckle at her pulse point, marking the brunette as she mewled her pleasure.
Emma kissed and licked, sucked and nibbled her way down to where the next line of sweet icing and spicy gingerbread awaited, between her wife's full breasts. She started an inch into the line and flicked her tongue up, removing the treat in one swipe, shifted down another inch and flicked again, another inch and flick. Emma cleaned the whole line, clavicle to sternum this way, leaving the brunette panting and writhing on the bed, her hips rolling seeking any kind of friction.
The room stilled as Emma reached the hollow of her sternum and she shifted to lay against the bed, holding her upper body off the brunette, she groaned as her cock pressed against the cool fabric of their duvet, she ground against the stimulation a few times before shaking her head to clear it. She caressed her wife's swollen stomach with one hand and looked up to meet shimmering chocolate eyes, "I love you, 'Gina."
Regina swallowed against the sudden emotion of the room as she watched hazel eyes shimmer in the dim lighting, "Forever yours, my darling," she propped herself up on an elbow and reached down to stroke her wife's cheek. She groaned then when the blonde head dipped and kissed her belly, just to the side of sticky line of candy cane. Regina let herself fall back flat on the bed. The hand kept stroking over the swell of her, even as Emma kissed and licked her way along the line of sweet mint. It was a curiously intense sensation, setting off a string of emotions in the brunette that had silent tears streaming down her face. She swiped at them with one hand while the other fisted in the blankets and she arched as her wife reached her navel and dipped her tongue inside to flick around and swirl, cleaning the shallow indent of icing.
Emma glanced up at her wife's face as she shifted to move further down the bed, "You ok, babe?" Concern laced her voice as she took in the glistening tears in her wife's eyes.
Regina nodded, "So good, baby," she tangled one hand in blonde hair, "So good."
Emma nuzzled against the side of her belly, "Good, because the nights young," she glanced at the clock just as it turned over to midnight, "Merry Christmas, Regina," and she was cleaning the line of icing and gingerbread from the edge of her wife's pubic line. Smiling into the attentions when her wife groaned and rolled her hips, seeking any kind of relief for her hot cunt. "Something you need, love?" She teased as she slid further down to lay fully between tanned thighs. All she got was a frustrated growl from above and she grinned as she lay there and simply took her wife in. The glistening arousal coated her lover's sex and she could still see some of the icing coating her folds. Her earlier orgasm had either washed it away or coated it now in a delicious layer of cum. With a contented noise she teased the tip of her tongue up one labia and down the other, savoring the added sweetness to her wife's natural flavour.
A gasp and Regina tried to move her hips, to get closer to the stimulation, but strong hands gripped onto her hips and held her in place. She buried her hand in her own dark hair and tugged. Her head rolling to the side and she whimpered as the very tip of her wife's tongue slid against her clit, a delighted hum vibrating through her as Emma slid her tongue lower and teased it just inside her fluttering entrance. Regina moaned and one hand snapped down to cup the back of her lover's head as Emma sucked along one outer labia and the did the same to the other, cleansing it of icing.
Emma licked away the rest of the icing with long firm laps of her tongue, stroking through her wife's cunt. She intentionally didn't keep any kind of rhythm, knowing the brunette needed it to achieve any kind of fast or satisfying climax. But Emma also knew from experience that if she teased long enough Regina would come sooner or later. Once she was tasting only Regina, she shifted one hand from her wife's hip and teased two finger against her cunt entrance as she flicked the tip of her tongue rapidly against the tip of Regina's clit.
"Inside!" Regina gasped as her clit was so perfectly stimulated and the two fingers teased just inside her entrance, sliding in just enough for her to feel it before retreating, just to tease again and again. Finally, blessedly they slid all the way inside. Emma took her clit between warm lips at the same time and suckled at her while curling her two fingers and stroking against her urethral sponge, stroking, stroking, stroking. Regina was so aroused that it didn't take long and she was coming, spurting hot ejaculate into her wife's waiting mouth, coating the blonde's lower face in clear cum.
Regina tugged at blonde hair as she was starting to come down from her orgasm, "Up here!" She begged, groaning as Emma complied, settling in the cradle of her body and Regina cried out, arching as the hard cock brushed against her. "I want to ride you…" she trailed off as a hot mouth attached itself to her neck, sucking and tongue lapping at her sweaty skin, "Please?" Emma growled and rolled them, mindful of her pregnant wife in the motion, they settled with Regina straddling Emma's trim hips and the brunette ground down against the hard cock. "My breasts, suck them!" She pleaded as she reached between them and wrapped her hand around the throbbing erection. Emma pushed her breasts together and sucked at both nipples simultaneously as Regina slid down onto her. The brunette gave a mewling whimper as she took the hard cock in and rolled her hips while thrusting her chest further into her wife's face, it was a new move from the blonde, that wouldn't have worked a few months ago.
Emma continued to massage and suckle at her breasts as Regina bore down and rode her wife as though her life depended on it. She felt like it might just at that point. Emma started to match her wife's rhythm then, rolling her hips in counterpoint to her wife, thrusting up to meet her downward strokes. The position was a little awkward, Emma had to contort her body just a little to be able to reach her wife's breasts. It wouldn't be long before the position wasn't doable with her lover's pregnant belly, not if she wanted to give oral attentions to Regina's breasts while she was on top.
Panting, Regina moved faster, sitting up and placing her hands on either side of her wife's muscled abdomen, grinding now more than lifting and lowering. Her eyes slid shut and a whimpered, "Fuck," fell from her lips each time she moved. Emma drank it all in as the brunette moved above her, she raised her hands and offered them up to her wife, Regina laced their hands together and trusted her wife to support her moving body.
Emma gripped her hands tighter and ground up against her wife's movements, the way Regina was squeezing around her it wasn't going to be long and Emma wasn't sure how much longer she could last. Suddenly the brunette froze halfway off her cock, hands clenching and then with a keening wail she was coming, sliding back down to the base with a choked cry as she rolled her hips and ejaculate burst from her, spurting between their bodies as she slid forwards and back, milking her orgasm as it moved through her body. She released strong hands, braced herself against the muscled abdomen with one hand and stroked at her clit with the other. Emma gripped tan hips and clenched her jaw, waiting through the hard clenching of her wife's cunt around her.
"Come, baby, please come inside me…" Regina moaned as she came down from her intense orgasm. Emma groaned at the begging request and started to move beneath her wife. Thrusting up into her, physically lifting and moving her wife into a rhythm against her. Watching Regina orgasm, feeling Regina orgasm, had left her on the knife's edge of her own orgasm and before long she was coming, pumping hot strings of cum inside her lover's clutching pussy, filling her and they shuddered at the sensation as their bodies rolled and moved together.
Regina gently slid up and off her wife, groaning at the loss of her lover's thick cock. Emma tugged the cuff free and tossed it onto the nightstand. She pulled the brunette into an embrace, lying partly on her side so that Regina could lay against, stomach resting against Emma's abdomen and her head tucked into the crook of the blonde's neck. Minutes passed and Regina groaned, "I'm hungry," she mumbled into salty flesh as she kissed it.
Emma laughed, "What do you want, babe?" She kissed a damp temple.
"Hotdog," Regina rolled onto her back as Emma moved to leave the bed, "Hmm with some of that spicy mustard… and some onion," she caressed her belly as she licked her lips.
Emma fought back a chuckle, "Anything else?" It was pretty tame so far, considering her wife had put anchovies and peanut butter on a hotdog just a few days earlier. She tugged on a pair of clean sweatpants she'd retrieved from her dresser.
Regina sighed, "Parmesan? Maybe some of that sweet relish?"
This time Emma had to bite the inside of her cheek to avoid laughing aloud, "You got it, beautiful!" She found the tank top she'd been wearing and pulled it on over her head.
Emma was almost to the door when her wife called out, "Emma?"
"Yeah?"
"I think there's some avocado left too," This time Emma did laugh and then she was leaving the room to get her wife's requested food.
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Regina sighed as her aching bladder woke her, she glanced at the clock, it was a little past 7. She sighed and twisted herself out of her wife's arms so she could lever herself up out of bed, yawning, she covered it with a hand while the other stroked her naked belly. They'd fallen asleep still naked, though Regina had been sleeping that way for the last couple weeks, she was just more comfortable naked and her seemingly constantly over heating body was easier to self regulate without clothes in the way. After relieving herself she stood in the doorway between bathroom and bedroom, just watching her wife sleep, the blonde had curled around her pillow and was hugging it tightly to her naked body. She had started sleeping harder, now that Regina was becoming more demanding sexually and they were often very active for an hour or two making passionate love before sleep. She gave a deep sigh when the alarm started to go off, it was 7:15 and they needed to be up, preparing to head over to the Charmings by 9. For the last couple of years they split the holidays up, with the Swan-Mills hosting Thanksgiving and the Charmings hosting Christmas. Emma groaned into awareness, rolling onto her back as Regina hit the seldom used snooze button and tugged the pillow free, replacing it with her body.
Emma sighed and wrapped her arms around the warm body that snuggled into her, "G'morning," she mumbled sleepily as she kissed dark hair that tucked just under her chin.
"Good morning, darling," Regina sighed as she snuggled closer and her wife placed a hand on her swollen belly and stroked at the taut flesh, "Snooze is set, then we really should lotion and get ready to be at your parents," they usually opened presents with Henry in the morning before heading over to the Charmings. Regina yawned and laced their hands together as Emma's stroking stilled and the blonde drifted off, her own eyes sliding shut.
They both jolted awake when the alarm went off seven minutes later, Regina chuckled at them and after kissing her wife, rolled from the bed for the second time. She pulled out a pair of her wife's sweatpants, settling them beneath her growing belly and slipped into a peach bra, covering it with a long sleeved white t-shirt that she'd swam in before pregnancy and now stretched tightly across her breasts and stomach. Traditionally they wore pajamas for most of the day, in previous years she had put in much more effort into her appearance, which kind of ruined the point, or so her wife and son told her. Not this year.
Emma stretched in the bed, yawning as she watched her wife dress in her clothing, "Good look, babe," she finally rolled out of bed.
Henry was all but bouncing by their doorway when they emerged a few minutes later. Sarah beside him, still half asleep and wrapped in blanket that covered her flannel pajamas, she leaned against the wall and closed her eyes, "Merry Christmas!" Henry's shout jolted her back to awareness and the teenager frowned at her friend.
Emma socked him in the shoulder and laughed, "I'd say you get used to Chippy Chipperson over here, but really you don't," she tugged him into a headlock and ground her knuckles into his already messy hair.
Christmas had long been a favorite holiday of their son's and this year was no different. Regina loved watching his face as he opened gifts, taking everything in. When he'd been younger, she'd enjoyed the moment he'd step into the family room and see everything piled up, just waiting for him. It was possible she'd over indulged most of the time, thankfully he'd turned out just fine.
They settled onto the loveseat, curled up together as Sarah lay on the couch and yawned, trying to not fall back asleep as Henry started laying presents at feet. Emma grinned into the hot chocolate that Henry had had ready in the kitchen, as she watched the teenager giddily sorting gifts, creating three extra piles for the Charmings later.
Regina smiled at her son, she missed the days of wide eyed wonder and her own struggling with questions about Santa that other kids at school had told him about the jolly man. She'd had to look up who he was and been prepared the following year. She looked forward to the next year, however and all the new memories to be made both with their son and this new baby. She rubbed her belly and snuggled further into her wife's side, mindful of both their hot drinks, she sighed blissfully, she really had found her happy ending.