A/N- Hey guys, it's another short chapter. Fluff and Smut ahead :) I'm having a serious case of writer's block on my two multi-chaps and need help in the way of one-shot prompts, so anyone who has one, let me know. I write Swan Queen and Evil Charming. Read and Review please! Also, I love suggestions for plot ideas when I'm having such bad writer's block! Anyway..enjoy!
Weeks passed until Emma was in her last trimester at 27 weeks pregnant. She had heard somewhere that you get bigger with each pregnancy and it was proving to be true. She was nearly as big at 27 weeks as she had been with Henry at almost full-term. Even though Regina had told her a hundred times that she held pregnancy well, she couldn't help but feel fat and she couldn't see her feet and she was not enjoying it. She'd surrendered her Sheriff badge to her father, and now acted as the Deputy instead, or more like an assistant since all she did all day was push paperwork. But David, Regina and Emma had all sat down to figure out how they should handle it since nobody wanted Emma to lose the baby. Out voted by her wife/boss and father/now-boss, she stepped down until she would return from maternity leave.
One Friday evening when Henry was at David and Snow's so Emma and Regina could try to have a romantic night in, (since they still hadn't left Henry anywhere overnight since the Sidney thing, almost 15 weeks previous,) Emma was being overly emotional.
"Emma, what do you want me to make for dinner?" Regina asked as she walked in the door from work.
"Nothing," the blonde answered in an annoyed tone.
Regina knew that tone and knew that it was only there because Emma was either uncomfortable or she had gotten emotional a lot that day, that tone was her tell.
"Come on, dear. We have to eat dinner, and we have the house all to ourselves," the brunette coaxed, sitting down next to Emma on the couch in the sitting room. She took a chunk of blonde waves in her fingers and played with it tenderly. Leaning over, she kissed Emma's cheek and put her free hand softly onto the rounded stomach underneath her girlfriend's black t-shirt. "Is the baby being nice to you today?"
"No. No the baby is not being nice, at all. It has been kicking me all day and I swear it is constantly hungry."
Regina chuckled at the blonde's sour mood. "Well my love, let's remedy that. Let's get some dinner going, then we'll do something to distract from the kicks and movement, sound good?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"I'm not hungry for anything."
"But the baby is, so we need to feed you." She mentally tacked off Emma's most prominent pregnancy cravings and started listing the ones they had in the house to tempt Emma into picking one. "Burgers?"
"No."
"Peanut butter and jelly?"
"No."
"Steak?"
"No."
"Scrambled eggs?"
"Nooo," Emma whined. "Regina, stop. I'm not hungry."
"Ok. Well, while you sit in here and brood, I'm going to go make myself some homemade four cheese macaroni," she said, dropping a kiss onto Emma's forehead before she stood to go start dinner.
"Ooh! Regina!" Emma called, trying to catch up to the brunette who was already in the kitchen. "Can you put hamburger meat in it? And bake it? The way you did that one you made last month?"
"Yes, dear. That sounds delicious." Regina watched with a smile as her girlfriend sat at a stool at the island. Pulling the cheeses and extra lean meat out of the fridge, she decided she would also allow herself a glass of wine. She grabbed a white from the pantry and poured a glass, and then set out to make dinner.
"It's no fair I had to be the one to get pregnant. I want wine. And I already had Henry. This should have been you."
"Stop whining, Emma," Regina supplied softly. "You know I would do almost anything to be in your shoes and it isn't fair to act like I didn't want it."
"I'm sorry."
"Go take a bath or a shower, relax a little. Then come back down in a better mood. I've missed you all day and I want to enjoy tonight. We haven't been completely alone together in far too long." She stepped over to Emma so that she was exactly next to her and left a lingering kiss on her neck below her ear before whispering, "I want to take advantage of it…I want to hear you scream."
Emma turned her head to look Regina in the eyes and the brunette noticed that the sea-green was almost completely gone because Emma's pupils were lustfully expanded.
After the women ate dinner, they sat in the living room to watch Nine Months, which Emma had been watching constantly since she found out about the pregnancy. It was a guilty pleasure of hers to watch women go through torture and cuteness while pregnant in movies and TV shows. They didn't make it halfway through the movie before Regina crossed her hand over her body and began tracing slow and barely-there patterns up the blonde's yoga pants-clad thigh. Full red lips met the pale neck in lingering and soft whispers, heating the skin with the wetness of the tongue that darted out to taste. Emma moaned breathily and closed her eyes, enjoying the act that had been far too infrequent since she had gotten bigger with their child. Regina's licks and kisses changed to a rougher sucking and nipping along the blonde's neck, keeping her fingers working on the muscular thigh she used her free hand to cup the back of Emma's head and turn her face toward her own. Their lips met in a frenzy of hot kisses, tongues moving together with expert ease before Regina pulled away.
"Shall we take this upstairs, dear?" All she received was a moaned agreement as she grabbed her girlfriend's hand and pulled her upstairs to their bedroom. They quickly undressed each other between hard kisses, and when they were both bare of clothing, Emma lay down on her back and motioned for Regina to follow. The brunette straddled one ivory thigh and bent her body over the blonde's to kiss her.
"Mmm, no, come up here, all of you," Emma whispered seductively. Regina did as she was told, placing a knee of either side of her head and lowering just enough so Emma didn't require much effort to move her head. The blonde brought two fingers up to slide them easily into her girlfriend's wet opening, sucking and licking her clit with a matching pace. Her free hand kneaded a perfect breast, occasionally pinching the pert nipple between her thumb and finger.
Regina had one hand on the headboard, gripping it tightly and the other tangled in blonde tresses. She moaned erotically, causing Emma to quicken her pace and gently bite her clit. "Em-ma, please" she breathed. The blonde curled the fingers inside of her girlfriend inward and sucked hard on the bundle of nerves, flicking it with her tongue while she felt Regina tighten around her fingers, her hips bucking against her mouth and her hold on blonde tresses strengthened. "Oh, Emma," she screamed, drawing out the blonde's name as her body slowed to relax from her climax. She moved her body from Emma and slid down on the bed next to her, taking the blonde's hand and licking her fingers clean of her own juices slowly, causing Emma to moan. Once the fingers were out of her mouth, she pushed her lips against pale pink ones tenderly and passionately. Every time they had been able to be together lately was quick and less intimate than they would have liked, so both of them wanted to take their time tonight.
They kissed slowly and sweetly, their tongues sliding together in a dance that they were coming to know so well. They had been together almost 7 months and they were beginning to know each other better than either had ever imagined they would have. Regina ran one hand down to Emma's breast, enjoying the extra plumpness that came with the pregnancy, she pinched the nipple between her finger and thumb while she moved her mouth down Emma's neck, leaving a trail of hot kisses until she reached the neglected breast and gave it her mouth's full attention. The whimpers released vibrated through the chest she was tending to and sent heat rushing back to her own core. She propped herself on her elbow, returning to Emma's mouth and moving her hand down to rub slow circles against the blonde's clit, causing the younger woman to buck and moan involuntarily.
"Regina," Emma whimpered. "Can we…can we use the thing?" She looked at the brunette earnestly but hungrily. Regina gave her a smile and slid out of the bed, walking to the closet to her lingerie drawer. She was in the closet a moment before she came out with a strap-on secured around her perfect hips. She knelt between the blonde's thighs, moving the piece to her lover's entrance and gently pressing in making Emma growl at the slow pace. Pale hands reached down, grasping the brunette's waist and tugging her closer until the whole piece was inside of her. Regina moved one hand to rub circles against Emma's clit and the other supported her weight against the bed as she thrust her hips back and forth sending waves of pleasure through both of their bodies. She knew at this pace, Emma wasn't going to last long, but it didn't matter, they'd been more intimate this night than they had in a while and that in itself felt good. She lifted her weight off her hand and used it to knead one breast, teasing the nipple again.
"Remember what I said, dear," she whispered seductively. "I want to hear you scream."
A few more thrusts and Regina felt herself nearing another peak, so she worked quicker at Emma's clit and angled her hips so she'd thrust closer to the blonde's sweet spot, causing pale hips to jerk as the blonde's release neared.
"God, Regina," Emma moaned. "Fuck!" she released in a scream, unable to help herself and giving into Regina's desire, she soon felt the brunette's motions grow weaker and erratic as she came down from her own orgasm. After a moment she pulled out slowly and went to the bathroom to clean herself up.
When she returned to the room, Emma was laying on her left side facing away from the bathroom. Regina slid into the bed and laid down wrapping an arm around the blonde's waist and pulling the pale and still naked back against her own bare front. She stroked Emma's protruding stomach tenderly and placed a kiss on her shoulder.
"I love you, Emma." The blonde turned over slightly so they could see each other's face and smiled.
"I love you, too, Regina."
They lay in companionable silence for several long moments before Emma sighed quietly and rolled over to face her bed partner.
"What's wrong, dear? Did you not enjoy yourself?" Regina asked weakly.
"No, it's not that. Of course I enjoyed it, you're…you're amazing. I just…have been thinking."
"About what, my darling?"
"Do you want to get married?"