"Mm. You're so soft." Regina murmurs into Emma's mouth as the blonde continues to assault Regina's mouth with her own, the brunette's hands rubbing across the blonde's lower back as the blonde's hands tangle into the brunette's long tresses. Regina moves her hand lower, gripping the blonde's thighs in her grasp as Emma bucks her hips into Regina's. When Emma pulls back from their heated kiss, Regina's hooded eyes flutter open, taking in the sight of the girl hovering above her. Emma smiles sweetly at the brunette she's currently straddling, before leaning down to reclaim the brunette's lips with her own. Regina moans in delight and brings her hands up to tangle in the blonde's curly locks. Emma's hands move down between their bodies, caressing the taut muscles of the brunette's abdomen. Regina moans in approval at the touch, slipping one hand out of the blonde's hair, sliding it down to the blonde's back, and under the fabric of the girl's nightgown, caressing Emma's soft skin.
Emma releases a breathy moan when Regina begins tracing tiny circles on her bare back, smiling into the kiss as Regina's other hand begins lightly massaging her scalp. She pulls back again to look down at the girl with adoring eyes. "I love getting to be with you like this. It's nice and just… everything I've ever needed. Everything I never even knew I needed." Emma says gently, bringing a hand up to caress Regina's face. Regina leans into the touch, a small smile gracing her lips at the blonde's words.
"I know the feeling." Regina whispers truthfully. Emma smiles a bright smile at her companion and leans down to place a peck on the brunette's forehead, before moving down to place a kiss on the girl's cheek, nose, and then finally, her lips. After her little kiss attack, Emma rolls off of Regina and lays beside the girl, pulling Regina's body into hers while wrapping her arms around the brunette's waist. Regina turns around in Emma's arms so that she is now facing Emma, their eyes immediately locking onto one another's in an intense, yet comfortable, stare. "I love you, Emma." Regina breathes out after a moment of silence. A wide grin splits Emma's face at the brunette's words.
"I love you too, Regina. So much. "Emma says back to Regina softly.
Regina leans forward and allows her lips to brush Emma's softly, before pulling back and snuggling her head under the blonde's chin, resting her face in the crook of her neck. Emma sighs contentedly and listens as Regina's breaths even out, signaling that the brunette is fast asleep. Emma would love to go to sleep as well….but she can't. She's too turned on. For the last few weeks, she and Regina have been engaging in these heated make-out sessions that not only make her breathless…but also make her extremely…well, for the lack of a better word, aroused. She loves kissing Regina, she really does, and it's basically her favorite pastime. But the more they kiss and grope each other, the harder it becomes for her to control herself. Emma has never gone all the way with anyone, hell, she's never even kissed anyone besides Regina, but she knows that she is just about ready to burst. Her sexual frustration has skyrocketed, and it's freaking killing her!
She's never wanted anyone the way she wants Regina. She's never felt so strongly about anyone, the way she feels about Regina. She's never even looked at anyone the way she looks at Regina. Regina is it for her. Regina is her true love….her only love. Despite the fact that she and Regina are going to spend the rest of their lives together and have all of the time in the world to do that, Emma is starting to become a little impatient. The burning in her lower belly has become damn near unbearable, and all she wants to do is release it, to come undone and fall apart entirely. But she knows that Regina isn't ready for that step just yet, and the last thing she'd ever want to do is pressure the girl. So, what Emma has been doing for the last three weeks, is let Regina set the pace. When Regina is ready, Emma will be ready. And, oh, does she hope that day will come soon.
Unable to take the intense burning in her lower belly anymore, Emma slowly and cautiously removes her arm from Regina's waist and slowly backs away. When she manages to untangle her limbs from Regina's, she slowly rolls over, making sure enough distance is put between them before she gets off of the bed. Once she's fully stood, Emma peeks at Regina to see the girl still deep in slumber. She turns on her heels then, quietly padding out of their bedroom and onto the couch. She quickly closes the curtains over the windows in the living room and looks around to make sure no random person has snuck into the cottage. When she is sure the coast is clear, Emma lays sideways on the couch, slipping her hand into her drenched underwear. She teasingly rubs her fingers through her slick folds, before finding her little bundle of nerves, pressing two fingers to it, causing her to release a shuddery moan. She begins tracing her fingers along her slit, not having any intention of actually penetrating herself, but definitely considering it in that moment. Emma shakes herself out of her lustful haze and decides to stick to rubbing, not quite ready to do that, just yet. At least, not to herself. She'd rather Regina be the one to penetrate her, that way, it will feel like her brunette lover was the one to take her virginity instead of her seemingly taking it away from herself. Emma is aware that she has weird logic. And she's okay with that.
She begins gently rubbing at the entrance of her slit, occasionally pressing her fingers to her bundle of nerves. She picks up a rhythm, moving at normal pace until the burning feeling intensifies tenfold. Emma starts to rub faster, adding even more pressure to the bundle, and not before long, she is coming undone, her body shaking with the aftershocks of her orgasm. Her rapid breathing soon begins to even out, her eyelids drooping in pleasurable exhaustion. She slips her hands from out of her underwear and gets up from the couch, walking towards the kitchen area. Once she reaches the kitchen, she pours some water on her hands, washing away the arousal sticking to her fingers. Once she deems her hand clean enough, she walks back into her bedroom and lies down next to Regina, taking the girl back in her arms, her arm wrapped around the girl's waist.
"You drive me absolutely insane. It's embarrassing how easily you turn my brain, as well as my body, into mush. If I'm being honest, I'd never have it any other way. Goodnight, Regina, I love you." Emma whispers to the sleeping girl before her, placing a soft kiss to the top of the girl's head. The blonde then lays her head down on their shared pillow, closing her eyes and allowing sleep to wash over her.
"Ouch! What the hell is wrong with you, lady?!" A scrawny boy yells at a sheepish looking Emma.
"Sorry, kid! It's not my fault you were in the way!" Emma defends, ignoring the snort coming from Regina at her poor excuse.
"He was standing like 10 feet behind you, he was hardly in the way, Emma." Regina muses from beside her blonde companion, earning a sharp glare in return. Regina smirks in amusement at the look, but otherwise, chooses to say nothing else.
"Like I was saying, kid, you were in the way. I was clearly aiming my fireball in your direction. If you didn't want your shirt to be burned off, you would have run out of the way." Emma says defensively, causing a chuckle to escape Regina's throat. Emma turns a glare in her direction again, causing Regina to snap her mouth shut, mirth twinkling in her eyes. "Look, I'm sorry that I ruined your shirt. So, here, take this." Emma says to the boy, pulling out 15 pieces of silver. The boy's eyes widen in shock as Emma places all 15 pieces of silver in the palm of his hand.
"You're giving this to me? All of it?" He squeaks out in surprise. Emma chuckles at him and nods.
"Yes. Think of this as an apology on my behalf. I didn't mean to cause you, or your clothing, any harm."
"Thanks, miss!" He says excitedly, offering Emma and Regina a wide smile before running off to where an elderly couple is standing. The couple smiles at him, their eyes suddenly widening at the sight of the silver. The boy points excitedly to Emma, and the couple looks over to her, their eyes widening in surprise. They man and woman offer a discreet bow and curtsy, respectively, and offer small smiles to Regina and Emma. Emma and Regina watch as the couple drags the boy to a nearby stall selling shirts.
"That was nice of you." Regina says with a small smile. Emma shrugs bashfully.
"Well, it's the least I could do. I mean, I did accidentally burn his shirt off." Regina laughs at that and grabs Emma's hand in hers, dragging her down the walkway of the many shops and stalls, the people working in them yelling out information about their merchandise.
It's a cool afternoon, Archibald and Alexander escorted the princesses to the marketplace, letting the girls explore some place other than their cottage, and the deepness of the forest surrounding it. Alexander and Archibald have taken notice of the girls' closeness, smirking at each other when they see Regina stealing a kiss from Emma behind a clothing rack holding ball gowns. The two girls have tried to be subtle around their guards, but have been doing a terrible job at it. They can't seem to keep their hands off one another. Their always holding hands, stealing chaste kisses from one another, wrapping their arms around each other's waists, or staring at each other with eyes full of pure adoration. Their interactions with one another, now, is a far cry from their interactions from just two and a half months prior. Both guards are happy to see how close they have gotten, for they both knew that the two young women were destined to be together. It was, really, only a matter of time.
"What do you think of this?" Regina asks as she and Emma walk over to a jewelry stall, holding up a plain gold wedding ban. Emma looks up a Regina in suspicion and shrugs nonchalantly, though the look in her eyes betrays her curiosity.
"It's…nice. Why do you ask? Do you want to buy it?" Emma asks quietly, studying the brunette's face. Regina bites her bottom lip and nods.
"Yes…um…I actually already bought it while you were looking at the swords…." Regina mumbles, avoiding Emma's eyes. Emma's eyes widen at that. Just as she begins to sputter out distorted noises, Regina looks back up at her, brown locking onto green. Emma shuts her mouth and gapes at Regina unsurely, waiting for the brunette to explain. "I just…we got married because our parents forced us to. We stayed in this marriage because we wanted to. We didn't get wedding bands after our ceremony, and at the time, I know for sure that neither of us would have wanted them…but now…Now I want them. I love you, Emma. So much. And, I am actually quite thankful to our parents for forcing us together, because if they hadn't, I would have never known what you meant to me, and how important having you in my life is. You are my everything, Emma, and even though a wedding ban or an engagement ring is just a material thing, I wanted us to have something tangible that symbolizes our eternal commitment to one another." Regina says passionately, causing a soft smile to spread across Emma's face. Regina looks to the ground bashfully, and mutters out: "You don't have to wear it if you don't want to." Emma takes her hand and gently places it on Regina's chin, raising the girl's face to meet hers. Once their eyes connect, Emma leans forward, catching Regina's lips in a tender kiss. Before the brunette gets the chance to kiss back, Emma pulls back, taking the ring out of Regina's palm and sticking it on her ring finger.
"It's perfect. You're perfect, and I am so glad that I get to call you my wife." Emma says truthfully, causing butterflies to flap around in Regina' stomach." Now, did you buy a ring for yourself?" Emma asks. Regina nods sheepishly and opens her hand to reveal an identical gold band laying in her palm. Emma takes the ring out of her wife's hand and places it on the brunette's ring finger, smiling widely when she takes in the sight of their matching wedding bands. "Perfect." Emma says softly. The blonde pulls her brunette companion in her arms, burying her face in the crook of the brunette's neck. Regina places a kiss at the side of Emma's head before whispering something Emma didn't expect to hear so soon.
"Emma, I think I might be ready."
Emma pulls back, her eyes widened in surprise. "Ready for what?" Emma asks dumbly, not exactly sure if Regina is referring to what she thinks she's referring to. Regina bites her bottom lip, her cheeks coloring red.
"I think I'm ready to make love to you."
"A-are you sure?" Emma asks slowly, her heart pounding in her ears.
"I'm sure."
And that was all the assurance Emma needed. Regina was finally ready. And so was she.