Snow had just gotten Neal down, leaving him sleeping in his crib. She returned to her cup of tea that was cooling on the kitchen counter and noticed a text had come in on her phone. It was from Emma and had a link to to one of those personal posting sites she didn't understand; instatweet or something. She followed the link and saw the title was 'Introducing Baby Swan Mills' and the lone photo was that of a blurry black and white ultrasound profile of a fetus.
Emma had sent the link out to a few more people before returning to the kitchen to continue helping Regina with lunch.
"I just solved Mom's gossip problem." She said confidently as she walked towards her with a bit of swagger.
"Oh yea?" she asked, picking up a piece of diced apple and tossing it in her mouth.
"Regina Jr. has her own social media presence now with her first pic. Anyone looking for info will have a one stop shop." She reached over to the diced apple on the cutting board and grabbed her own piece.
"Regina Jr?" she asked suspiciously.
"Yea, she's a bit of a pain right now, like you." She smiled, bumping her with her hip. "What are you making?"
"Apple salad," she said, returning to her dicing. "Like a Waldorf salad but lighter."
"It's always apples with you."
She shrugged, tucking a dark lock behind her ear. "I have the tree, it's too late now to change course. Could you pass me that bowl?" she asked, gesturing at something to Emma's right. As she did so her arm brushed Emma's breast and she stopped.
"Oh." She put her knife down and cupped Emma's breast with her hand. She then glided behind her so she could cup them both. "These seem…bigger."
"Really? Maybe you need to investigate further," she said casually.
Regina slipped her hands under Emma's flannel shirt and up to her bra clad breasts. "If you insist, but I will need to get this out of my way," she said, moving her hands back to unhook the bra. She then slid her hands forward and cupped Emma's breasts, reveling in their cool nakedness.
"Hmm, there's definitely a change here. Further evaluation may be required." She withdrew one hand and used it to sweep aside Emma's hair so she could kiss her neck. "You feel wonderful," she growled.
"I didn't know you were such a breast fan," she sighed.
"When it comes to you, Swan, I'm an everything fan." she murmured next to her ear.
Once again, Emma didn't know if it was just the pregnancy hormones playing havoc with her but she felt her arousal spike up to an almost ridiculous level. She could feel the wetness already factly gathering between her legs and burning need for Regina to touch her. The sexual side of their relationship was still new and tentative but she didn't have it in her to be cautious or guarded right now. She spun around and grabbed Regina around her lower back.
"We need to go upstairs right now and I need you to fuck me. I want to see that pretty face of yours in between my legs. It's been too long, however long its been. I would suggest we do it here but there are too many sharp objects laying about right now."
Regina took a step back, like she was appraising the situation. There was something about the Savior talking dirty that turned her on. "Keep talking like that and we aren't going to make it out of this kitchen before someone comes." Suddenly a white haze filled her vision and she found herself standing in the bedroom.
"Emma!" she exclaimed. "Warn me next time! Good job though"
"Practicing," she mumbled before grabbing the mayor and pulling her into a kiss.
Regina was loving every moment of it, she loved when Emma pushed her down onto the bed roughly and pounced on top of her. She loved when the blonde growled in her ear that she needed to get her hand in her pants right now. She loved how Emma bit her neck as her fingertips danced around her slick folds and teased her clit with light touches. It was absolutely blissful.
"Regina…" Emma breathed. "Teasing is fun but I need you to get to the main event."
"Ok," she said, curling her lips into a smirk. "But the clothes have to go first. I need to see all of you before you see my head head between your legs."
Emma leaned up on her elbows and shimmied out of her jeans and under wear, flicking them across the room with a kick. She leaned back and watched with some delight as Regina, sitting on the bed primly, elegantly slipped off her bra and under wear with perfect poise.
"You even undress like a queen," she smiled.
Regina was too focused on Emma to even process what she had said. She was looking a bit curvier than before, maybe the milkshakes were finally helping. She kissed her hard, pushing her back into the bed. She then moved lower, paying homage where she could without losing momentum.
Emma's center was like a wonderful fruit, she swirled her tongue around it, kissed it, lapped at it, and then got to serious work once she felt the blonde's hand grip her hair.
"Oh God, stay right there. Right there, I'm gonna….fuck Regina!" After that it was just a series a cries and keening until Emma's orgasm had finished washing over her. She grabbed Regina up in her arms and held her tight. She felt drunk with arousal and the orgasm had only abated it a little.
"Queen me, your majesty," she said huskily, her head still in the crook of Regina's neck.
"What?" Regina asked, clear confusion in her voice.
"Mount me, ride my mouth 'till you come."
The images that filled Regina's mind were alluring but right now she wanted to stay with Emma wrapped around her, not hovering over her.
"Maybe some other time. I want to feel you above me, touching me. Can you do that?"
Emma responded by flipped her onto her back and driving two fingers into her roughly.
Regina dug her nails into Emma's back and cried out her name. "That's it, Princess."
"Like it a little rough, do you?" She could feel Regina tightening around her fingers so she swiped her thumb around her clit and drove into her hard. The brunette wrapped her legs around her waist and pulled her in close.
"So…close, Emma…" Her back arched off the bed and cried out, her body twitching and bucking with her orgasm until she finally calmed and settled back down against the mattress. She finally caught her breath and placed a delicate kiss on Emma's nose.
"Well, that was fun. You can talk dirty to me any time, Princess."
Emma rolled over and stretched her arms above her head, which gave Regina a very nice view of just about everything.
"Let's just spend the rest of the day in debauchery, stay in bed and have sex, make love, fuck our brains out, etc."
Regina smiled and ran her fingers through Emma's golden locks. "Is that my Princess' command? If so I will clear my schedule immediately."
"No, it's your pregnant wife's command." Her hooded eyes popped wide when she realized what she had said. Where had that come from? She glanced over and could see the wrinkles at the corner of Regina's eyes as she smiled.
"I don't know…I'm loopy from our mind-blowing sex."
Regina took her hand and kissed it. "I love you. If you want a ring, just let me know."
Emma was at a loss for words. She rolled over to look at the brunette and the dark eyes that met her showed only sincerity. She swallowed nervously and realized she couldn't say anything if she tried. So she didn't, and kissed her instead.
Blue always like the coffee at the diner better than anything she could coax out of the coffee maker at the convent. It also gave her a chance to rub shoulders with people outside of her circle of fae. The wind chilled her on her walk and she was glad to get inside and out of the cold. It was without a doubt officially well into fall now, which meant it was pumpkin flavored coffee time, fingers crossed. She hung her coat up on the rack and noticed Granny and one of the dwarves was looking intensely at something by the counter.
Her curiosity peaked she walked over and peaked over their shoulders.
"I can't believe it," Leroy said for the thousandth time as his eyes bored into the picture displayed on the screen of his phone.
"Well believe it, say hello to baby Swan-Mills." Granny said.
"What?" Blue stepped closer and looked at his phone.
"Yea," he smiled, swiveling around so she could get a better look at the screen of his phone. "Baby Swan-Mills, guess the mayor magically knocked up the sheriff or something. Granny had the inside scoop all along and kept it to herself." His eyes darted towards her with mild accusation.
She shrugged, "I know when to keep my mouth shut. Coffee, Blue?"
She nodded wordlessly, her eyes glued to the screen. She felt her stomach drop and her mouth go dry. Words unbidden came to her so loud it was as if someone were screaming them in her ear.
Once the barriers between worlds are breached they will grow thin and begin to fall. The spoke at the center of the wheel will not hold. The sound of breaking glass will echo through the cosmos, and then there will be only silence. All that once was will cease to be.
The diner was too warm for her now, stifling even. She had to get out and get some air. The room was spinning and before she could get to the door she found herself colliding with the black and white floor tile instead.
