a/n: oKAY fuCK I GET IT, YOU CAN'T GET MARIO KART ON XBOX. MY FAULT, I'M SORRY. fuck. okay, so like, there is roughly one or two chapters until BIRTHDAY SEX. aw yeah.
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without further ado, the next chapter.
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Emma (ant1ers. tumblr. com) xo
Some people wake up to the sunrise but that was not the case for me this morning. A fat pigeon smacked into the window right beside the couch, jolting me awake.
"Shit," I fell from the couch onto the carpeted floor and rubbed my eyes. The pigeon sat on the windowsill looking slightly dazed and in need of a serious diet.
"Jesus Christ, you stupid bird," I crawled up to the open window and prodded the bird through the taunt flyscreen. It stared at me and cooed.
"Ugh," I rested my forehead against the sill and froze when I heard a clatter behind me. Henry grumbled something in his sleep and there was another clatter. What the fuck did my son do last night? I turned and saw him spread eagled on Regina's other couch; his mouth wide open and smeared with ice cream. A spoon hung loosely from his fingers. He finished off the entire bucket of Regina's homemade banana and toffee ice cream. I wasn't surprised.
Regina, however, emitted a little squeak and curled up in foetal position, her sleepy hands and feet pressing into the warm leather I had recently occupied. It was fucking adorable. I watched her for a little while, not in a creepy way, but with a smile on my face wondering how the fuck I was so lucky to get her in my life. Not only that, but my son approved of her and she approved of him. We were like a little family and the idea of that didn't freak me out as much as I thought it should've; Mummy Swan, Mummy Mills and fat tub of lard Henry.
"Swan," Regina grunted. She's such a delight in the morning.
"Yes?"
Regina patted the space beside her, "here, now,"
Early morning Regina meant argumentative Regina and I was not having any of that. I wiggled my way into Regina's grasp and she sighed into my neck,
"I love you,"
I froze. She froze. Henry just snorted in his sleep and rearranged himself. Did she just? Did she just? No.
Regina's eyes flew open and she clutched her hands tightly around the back of my neck, somehow anchoring me to her body. The fear in her eyes suggested she was worried I would run. I was not going to.
"I mean, I'm sorry, it just slipped out…"
"No, no, calm down," I cupped her cheek and pressed my lips to her, "I love you too,"
"Really…?" I rolled my eyes,
"No, I hate you; you're annoying and clinging in the mornings and I don't like the fact you own more Disney movies than I do and you don't even have a kid,"
Regina stared at me bewildered.
"Of course I love you back you stress merchant, sheesh," I kissed her on the forehead and tucked her head onto my chest, "also, kind of glad you broke the 'I love you' ice because I didn't want to come off as clingy," I shrugged and laughed as Regina bit my collarbone jokingly.
"You're infuriatingly cocky Ms Swan,"
"Stay away from my chicken Mr Banana Man!" Henry shouted. He launched the spoon out of his hand and it clattered onto the floor.
I raised my eyebrows at my sleeping son and Regina stifled a laugh, "what the fuck just happened?"
"Apparently Mr Banana Man stole your son's chicken…" Henry growled some more and rolled himself closer to the back of the couch, "and clearly the whole notion of ruining precious moments seems to run through the family,"
I wasn't surprised when my son dragged himself from the lounge room the moment Regina set the bacon onto the cooker. He looked like a wreck. The kid had some serious bed hair as he trotted out holding the ice cream bucket whilst having bits of said ice cream stuck to his face.
"Aw man," Henry puffed out his cheeks and sat down at Regina's kitchen bench.
"Good morning Henry," Regina chirped as she shook the pan to flip the bacon.
"Morning Miss…Morning Mum,"
"Feeling alright kid?"
"No,"
"Ate too much ice cream?"
"Yeah,"
Regina just smiled as I patted my son's shoulder.
"Next time you'll remember,"
Regina lifted a single eyebrow to me, "oh so there's going to be a next time dear?"
But Henry cut in, "well yeah, duh, Mum like, loves you and your food is so good,"
"And by food, he means ice cream," I clarified as Regina kissed me quickly on the jaw.
"So totally meant the ice cream,"
"Hmm, maybe I should make you your favourite flavour then Henry,"
Henry sat up in an instant, "really?"
"Oh no," I groaned,
"Yes really," She scooped the bacon onto a plate and pushed it between us,
"Don't encourage him Regina,"
"I'll do what I please," Regina huffed as she grabbed three forks and sat down in between Henry and me, "what flavour would you like?"
I rolled my eyes at Henry who looked like he was about to explode from all the available options.
"What can you do?" Henry shovelled two pieces of bacon into his mouth and chewed loudly.
"Whatever you want dear," Regina picked a small bit of meat and popped it between her lips. I just watched in awe as my two favourite people chatted about the simple thing of ice cream flavours. Things were going good.
"What about strawberry! No wait, that's too basic, um," He pondered as he stuck another piece of bacon, "Cho-late 'n sin-man,"
"What?"
Henry swallowed, "Chocolate and cinnamon,"
I frowned at his choice, "really kid? Chocolate and cinnamon,"
"Sounds delicious," Regina smiled as Henry poked his tongue at me.
"Sounds disgusting," I made a fake retching noise and Regina smacked me on the arm, "fine whatever; you two weird arse ice cream flavour enthusiasts go ahead and discuss your weird arse ice cream, I'm having a shower,"
Henry and Regina giggled as I popped my fork into the dishwasher. I wrapped my arms around Regina's neck and nuzzled into her hair,
"Ew Mum, PDA,"
"Oh! I know that one; Public Display of Affection," Regina said brightly.
"Yeah, and if you don't mind, can you lower it?" Henry fixed himself a glass of water and drunk heavily from it.
"Oh right, isn't that what Leroy said…?" Regina turned to me and I kissed her on the nose,
"Yeah,"
Henry choked slightly on his water, "Sir said that? Ah ha, like he can talk!"
That caught both Regina's and my attention.
"What do you mean?"
"He and Ms Nova though," He smirked into his water. I sighed,
"If my thirteen year old son can pick up on it, heaven only knows who else has,"
Henry shrugged, "eh, no worse than Ms Blanchard and Mr Nolan,"
"Seriously, is all the staff I hired trying to jump each other's bones? Good grief, I'm going to have to start neutering people in a second,"
Henry burst out laughing as I rolled my eyes at the small brunette Principal in my arms.
"We're not neutering anybody Regina, and that's final. Maybe just put an anti-PDA notice on the staffroom pin board or something,"
"Yeah, you've got strict rules for us students, so why don't you enforce it on the teachers?"
"Because we're adults Henry, we should be able to control ourselves," Regina gave me a knowing smirk,
"Yeah… should be,"
I came out into the kitchen scrubbing my hair dry with Regina's towel. I know this because I forgot to grab one off of the woman so I resorted to her navy one hanging off the back of the bathroom door.
"Henry…Regina?"
There was a dull thud and Henry raced into the kitchen jumping around like fish flailing about on a fisherman's deck.
"Mum, mum, she's got the stuff!"
Regina chuckled lightly behind Henry as she bumped the door to the garage closed with her hip and she made her way into her own kitchen. I frowned at my erratic son and hot as fuck girlfriend.
"She's got what?"
"The stuff, the stuff," Henry squeaked loudly. I probably should have put two and two together when Regina dumped a plastic bag down on her counter.
"Wait, where did you go? What,"
"I made Miss take me to the corner store so we could buy chocolate and cinnamon,"
Regina unloaded the goods onto the counter as Henry tugged on my hand excitedly, "we're making ice cream!"
"Oh no," I sighed as Regina grinned at me, "are you trying to make me look like a cruddy parent?"
"Yep," Regina sang as she popped the cream and stuff into the fridge. Her arse looked great in jeans and even better when she bent over. I huffed and crossed my arms as Henry ran off to the bathroom, probably to relieve himself before he pissed himself from ice cream excitement.
"You know, you didn't need to drive him to the corner store, you could've said no,"
Regina cocked her head to the side as she studied the inside of her fridge, "I could've said no," she shrugged, "but I didn't,"
"Why not," I ran my fingers through my hair and dumped the wet towel onto the bench,
"Because,"
"Because why?"
"Drop it dear, I wanted to,"
"You actually wanted to spend a crazy amount of money on overpriced food from the local corner store?"
"Yes,"
"You're crazy," I shook my head as I wrapped my arms around her waist,
"I know and you love it," she leaned up and kissed me on the chin. I hummed happily.
"Now, be careful, and mix the cinnamon into the melted chocolate," Regina watched me with eager eyes as I poured the liquid cinnamon into the hot bubbling chocolate. Henry looked like he was gnawing on the corner of the marble countertop. He was slightly annoyed that I took his position as chocolate pourer, but I told him no because it was boiling hot and he was clumsy on the best of days.
"Careful…careful…" Henry mumbled. Aw how cute that he was looking out for me, "don't ruin the ice cream," of course, protect the ice cream.
Regina slipped underneath one of my outstretched arms and started stirring the mixture like the mad woman she was. I felt her perky butt on my thighs and damn, remember, there is a small child – my child- in the room.
"Is it done Miss, is it done… is it done?" Regina securitized the dairy based goo; lifting up the wooden spoon and watching it drip into the mixing bowl
"Yes, it's done Henry," Regina transferred the stuff to one of her cool ice cream containers and fended it off my son who kept trying to stick his dang fingers in it to taste it.
"When can we eat it? I want some now," Regina sighed and looked at me with her hands on her hips,
"He's like a miniature, slightly more annoying version of you, isn't he?"
"Well yeah, he's my kid," I stated matter-of-factly.
"Excuse me; I am still in the room, geez," Henry slipped off his bar stool and wandered into the lounge room where he readied himself for another kick ass session of Mario Kart.
Regina had a thing for throwing herself adorably at me the moment Henry left the room. She collided with me at full force and I hit the pantry door with a loud thud.
"Jesus Regina, warn me next time,"
"No," She sounded like a stroppy five year old, "No I will not,"
"Why not,"
She grinned up at me mischievously, "I like the element of surprise,"
"No shit," I kissed her slowly and Regina hummed.
"So Ms Swan,"
"Yes Ms Mills?" She drew silly patterns in my shirt with her finger as she bit her bottom lip,
"It's my birthday next Friday,"
"I know," Oh boy didn't I know. I was so keen and ready to show her what the fuck I was capable of. I was chatting to Ruby every other day about what to do and what not to do. Regina tiptoed her fingers up my chest and knotted them into my hair,
"Are you going to give me a hint at what I'm getting?"
"And who says I'm getting you anything?"
Regina deadpanned as I laughed. She slapped me softly and squeezed one of her legs between both of mine.
"You better be getting me something,"
"Oh I am, and you will love it,"
Regina perked up at this, "oh really?"
I cleared my throat and kissed her earlobe. I ran my tongue up and tickled the inside of the shell of her ear.
"Of course Head Mistress, I've been a bad girl and I'll need to be punished, all…day…long," I cooed.
Regina groaned, "You know we have school on Friday right?"
"You might…"
I had it all planned out. I was going to ruin Regina next Friday and no one was going to interrupt. Not even Malory Maleficent.
Her eyes widened, "what?"
"You heard me, Mistress Mills," I kissed her and her hum got considerably sexier once I sucked her lip into my mouth.
"I've just got to do a little shopping beforehand…" I guided Regina's mouth to my neck and she kissed it hotly.
"I'm intrigued Ms Swan,"
"You should be; I'm going to make your wish come true,"
"And what wish would that be?"
"Not telling," I winked.
a/n: aw look, they said i love you.
aw look, emma's going to fuck the shit out of regina.
aw look, y'all angry because i'm dangling BIRTHDAY SEX in front of your faces.
mwahahaha xo