Chapter 5
Emma's POV
Back at the dorms several hours later, the four of us are all congregated in my room. I have just told them the whole story of my epic date with Regina Mills, in detail, and everyone is in awe.
"Emma, if I didn't know better, I would think this is a bunch of bullshit," Ruby is still reeling.
"Seriously, when I saw you two walking up the path together, I just about shit my pants. I couldn't believe it. And in your jacket!"
"She looked ridiculously hot in it," the absolute and complete glee I'm feeling is so hard to contain. "I can't believe she wants me. She asked me out. Like actually asked me out. On a date."
"Emma, you're glowing," Belle crawls over to me and sits in my lap, throwing her arms around me. "This is the best day of my life."
Everyone in the room has tears in their eyes as she snuggles into me, sniffling a little.
"I have been waiting for this day for ten years, Swan. Ten. And not it's here and I don't even know how to express my gratitude to this woman for lightening your spirits and changing your outlook on life. Im so proud of you, Emma. Thank you for taking a chance on her." I smile, tears streaming down my cheeks. It's late, but I have a sudden need for fresh air.
"Would you guys mind if I went out for a walk? I need some fresh air and I think I'm gonna go take some new photographs of campus."
"Of course, Emma"
"We'll wait around till you come back. Text us if you get into trouble please."
"Thanks guys. I love you." I kiss Belle's head as I stand and grab my camera, putting it over my neck, and slip my shoes on. "Be back soon." And I closed the door behind me.
Regina's POV
I am aching to tell Katherine. As we sit at the kitchen table eating dinner, she continues to eye me, one eyebrow arched. Emma is all I can think about and my body is like a live wire with every thought. Her touch, her smell, her intoxicating laugh, everything about her has me completely smitten. I never thought I would be smitten again.
"Mom, I'm full. Can I go play video games?" I start to refuse, telling him we should go over his homework, but Katherine interjects.
"Go ahead, Henry. In half an hour we'll come in and do a homework check before story time. Okay?" he nods adamantly and puts his plate in the sink before darting off to the living room. Katherine is at my side in a heartbeat.
"Spill. Every last detail," I recount the entire afternoon, blushing though the whole thing.
"Gina," she hugs me tightly, "I'm so happy for you! You asked her out!"
"Where should I take her?"
"Ask her if there's any clubs she likes!"
"Clubs? Kat, I don't go clubbing."
"Regina. Think about this. It's a chance to go dance with her. Hold her in your arms, grind with her. It's like sex but not as good." I'm smiling despite myself and flushed.
"I'll ask her if she wants to. I can't believe I told her so much. I told her about Daniel and about my mother. I haven't felt anything like this in so long and I don't know why."
"You just like her, Gina. Really like her. Don't overthink this. Just go with it. You're both on the same page now. It's all okay."
"You're right," I think for a moment. "Would you mind babysitting Henry tonight?"
"Sure, where are you going?"
"After he goes to bed, I'm going to go back to campus."
"You're not gonna go looking for her, are you? Because that is weird."
"No! God, no. I want to go to the performance hall. I need some quite time."
"Of course I'll watch him."
After Henry gets tucked in, I clean up a little then head for the door.
"Don't be too late, Gina. You know how I feel about you wandering around campus late at night."
"I know. I'll be back soon. I just really need to do this."
"Drive safe," she kisses my cheek and opens the door for me.
When I get to the school, it's practically deserted. I park in the parking garage where I usually park and then walk across the street to the performance hall.
Katherine doesn't know this, nobody does, but I come here at night sometimes to use the piano in the practice room. I love playing piano. Ever since I was a little girl, my father used to play for me and eventually taught me. It was the one thing we did together that mother approved of. I slipped quietly into the giant room, flipping the spotlights on so it shone only on the piano. Within minutes of playing I was immersed in my song. All that was left of me, the music, and a dream of Emma Swan.
Emma's POV
It's dark and a little bit chilly, a crisp breeze reminding me that fall is in the air. The way the moon is shining tonight is enchanting. I think about Regina as I wander, wondering what shes doing and more importantly, if shes thinking about me too. I've wandered over to the performance hall, where I see a light on in one of the practice rooms. It's late, and I wonder who would be in here at this hour. I slip in quietly, shutting the door lightly behind me. That's when I hear the soft whispers of a piano floating in the air. I draw closer, the sweet melody becoming louder. It's powerful and moving and I can tell from out here that it's a love song. When I peak my head in, a breathy gas releases from my throat. Regina. It's Regina. Her fingers are flying across the keys and shes arching into the music. I turn the flash off on my camera and pray the spotlight shining on her will be enough. I start snapping away, trying to get as many angles as I can in this limited space. When I'm sure I've got enough, I set my camera down on the floor and watch her intently. Shes absolutely flawless.
All of a sudden, the music stops, and I'm flooded with panic. Shes turning and our eyes meet.
"Emma-"
"Regina, I'm so sorry. I saw the light on and – and god you're just so good. I couldn't help myself. I'm so sorry," I move to take a step back, but her hand comes out, stretching towards me, halting me.
"It was for you. That song. My dad always told me to play when I felt alive or alone. I would make the most beautiful music then," I am speechless. Completely speechless. She stands from the bench, approaching me slowly. Shes still dressed in her clothes from earlier, as am I.
"Its beautiful," my mouth has gone dry and my palms are sweaty.
"Not as beautiful as you, Emma," she inches closer to me, her breath blowing into my face.
"Regina-"and shes kissing me.
I hesitate for just a moment, and then melt into her. I mold my body to hers, kissing her feverishly, my hands tangling into her hair, pulling the rubber band out so her hair falls loose and I can run my fingers through her soft, wavy tresses. Her hands are cupping my cheeks, thumbs rubbing circles across my cheek bone. Her tongue runes against my lips and I grant her entrance right away, our tongues battling for dominance.
Before I can stop myself, a deep and guttural moan rips from my throat. I'm kissing her. Regina Mills. I'm kissing Regina Mills! Our mouths disconnect just long enough to catch our breath, and then her lips are back on mine in an instant. They trail from my lips, down to my neck, where she sucks hard, eliciting a gasp followed by a deep groan. I pull on her hair, urging her to meet my lips again. She kisses me again, this time wrapping her arms around my waist and guiding me towards the piano. Oh god. Oh god the piano.
She pushes me against it and the cool top makes me shiver.
"Emma, I've never felt like this before in my life," her admission has me gasping and I pull away from her lips to look her in the eyes.
"Neither have I, Regina," she moans and reattaches her lips to my neck, alternating between kissing, licking, and sucking. I can't believe this is really happening. Im throbbing and soaked, desperately ready for her. I have no idea how this escalated so quickly.
"I trust you, Regina," her hands are at my hips, her fingertips resting just under the fabric of my blouse. She breaks our kiss to pull the blouse over my head and toss it across the room. Her hands wander up my stomach to my ribs, where her hands trace the light indents of my rib cage. I break out in goose bumps and shiver.
"Touch me," I guide her hands to my breasts, where I encourage her to cup them and knead them. The gasp that escapes her lips sends another shot of heat straight to my core. I kiss her again, deeply, thrusting my tongue into her mouth. Her hands move slowly to my back, where she deftly unhooks my bra, tossing that as well.
"Emma. Oh Emma, you're beautiful," I blush. "You don't know what you do to me."
It suddenly occurs to me that shes completely clothed.
"Let me touch you," I beg. She bites her lips nervously, but nods her head. I kiss her lips sweetly before making a line down her neck. Shes receptive and exceedingly sensitive at her pulse point. I bite it gently and her hips rock into mine, causing me to moan as well.
"Fuck, Emma," her breathing is labored. I slide the tank top straps down her arms one at a time kissing my way down each arm as I go. Finally, I pull of off of her, slowly revealing her to me. Im overcome with emotion, I run my hands from her neck down to her chest and stomach. It quivers beneath my touch and I look up at her, our eyes connecting.
"You're perfect. So perfect," I can hardly breathe.
Suddenly, she reaches behind her and undo her bra and I watch in disbelief as it falls to her feet and I can see her breasts. I flip her so she's pushed against the piano and immediately latch my mouth onto her nipple. She cries out and laces her fingers into my hair, pulling me closer.
"Emma! Oh god, yes. Oh fuck."
God I love how vocal she gets. I suck harder and releaser her left nipple with a pop, nipping it slightly as I pull away and move to the other one. Shes moaning continually and I feel each and every man deep in my core. I need her. Her hips buck against again as I nip her right nipple and her knee makes direct contact with my clothed sex.
"Ah!" I cry out and my hips immediately begin to grind down, seeking relief. "Regina," I pant "please touch me."
The next thing I know, shes on her knees, pulling both my skirt and stockings off so I'm down to my panties. She stands again and begins to undo her pants.
"Let me," I kiss her again, unable to help myself, as I slide the zipper down and undo the button. It's my turn to kneel and I help her out of her pants. I kiss my way up her right leg, stopping just above her pubic bone and sucking the skin I find there.
"Fuck! Emma!"
She yanks me up and kisses me roughly, biting my lip as our teeth clash. Her hands return to my breasts where she pinches my nipples repeatedly.
"Gina!" her name comes out as a breathy gasp and I'm putty in her arms. I can't believe this is happening. Her lips find my nipple now and I groan.
"Fuck, baby."
Her skilled tongue swirled around my nipple and her left hand is on my other breast, giving them equal attention. I lace the fingers of her free hand with mine, grounding myself.
When her lips come back to mine, they're millimeters apart, and I feel as if she's breathing life into me. On instinct, I bring my knee up to her core and push, causing her to throw her head back, a choppy moan leaving her lips. She grinds onto my leg, her hands gripping my shoulders tightly.
"Emma, Emma I want you." she's gasping, sweat beading on her forehead. I gather up courage and halt her grinding, extracting my leg from between hers. She whimpers, but it soon turns to a moan when my fingers replace my leg. I slip my hands into her panties and rub her clit, gently at first and then harder. Pushing her gently, I turn us around so she has her back to the piano and she lays her head back, leaving me access to her neck. I pepper her in love bites as my fingers rub her mercilessly. Her hips jerk forward and I can tell I'm building her up. She stands straight and pulls me to her so every inch of our skin is connected.
"Make love to me, Emma. I want you inside me. I need you to take me."
Her words are my complete and utter undoing. I kiss her briefly but soundly and then kneel and pull her panties down. She kicks them away and, on my knees, I get a good look at her. She's gorgeous, head thrown back, chest heaving, gloriously naked and mine. All mine.
"Sit. Sit on the piano." She obeys immediately, pulling herself up.
"Spread your legs. Let me see you, my queen."
As she spreads her legs, I am completely breathless. She's gorgeous and glistening. Her juices are coating every inch of skin.
"Emma," she whimpers. That's all I need. I kiss my way up her thighs, inhaling the heady smell of her arousal on my way up. I take my first tentative lick and we both groan in unison. She tastes so sweet. I take another long, slow swipe, and her hips tilt up.
"God, Emma, yes, just like that baby."
I direct my tongue to her clit, flicking it roughly. She cries out again. Oh god she's so good. I bring my fingers to her entrance and tease it slowly. Her hips tilt forward again, trying to force me in. I indulge quickly, and sink a singular digit into her pulsing digit into her pulsing sex. She is soft and wet and tight and I am in complete awe. I begin to pump slowly and she matches my rhythm immediately.
"Emma, oh god Emma!" My name falls off her lips again and again as I slide in and out of her.
She grabs my arm and tries to pull me up with her. I scramble up, never breaking pace, and our bodies molded together as I pump into her. She once again shoves her knee between my legs, attempting to relieve some of the pressure. I grind against her mercilessly.
"Regina, oh god," I feel like I'm on fire. I pick up the pace and add another finger, feeling her pulsing around me.
"I'm so close Emma. Oh shit, yes!" I curl my fingers inside her, and without, she is shuddering around me, her walls clamping down on my fingers. Her face is absolutely stunning, her orgasm washing over her, consuming her. I coax her through it slowly, watching her every move. I clamber off her, pulling my fingers out slowly and replace them with my tongue. I clean her juices off until she whimpers, pushing my head away. I help her off the piano and kiss her gently, so she can taste herself on my lips.
"Emma Swan." She breathes my name, collapsing into my arms. I bring us down to the floor gently where I cradle her to me.
"Regina Mills. You are stunning. Absolutely stunning. And I will never get enough of you."
"Good, because now it's my turn.
Regina's POV
I've never been taken like that in my life and now this gorgeous young woman is looking down at me with giant doe eyes and a thrill runs through my body at the thought of pleasuring.
"Gina," she whispers my name as I gently kiss her cheek. Her eyes close and I brush my lips over their lids before bringing my lips to hers again. She moans long and low and our tongues play a lazy tango. I bring my hands down to her breasts and palm them. They fit perfectly into my hands. I swipe my thumbs over her rosy nipples and they harden instantly. She breaks our kiss to throw her head back and whimper. God she's so beautiful.
"How do you want me to take you, Emma?" I'm suddenly feeling daring. She groans.
"Regina," she's panting, her chest still heaving.
"Tell me Emma, How do you want me to take you? I want to please you. I want you to come hard for me."
"Fuck, Regina, I can't think with you talking like that." I kiss her again, more forcefully, and she responds eagerly. She breaks the kiss again and brings her lips to my ear.
"I want you to fuck me Regina. I want to scream your name." a new wave of arousal courses through my body and I respond immediately, pushing her onto the floor and sitting astride her. In one quick motion, I rip her panties off her body. She gasps and her hips slam into mine, creating a delicious friction.
"Ah! Shit!" Her eyes slam shut as I position us so our clits rub together with each shift of my hips. "Regina, oh my god." I smile, giggling a little, and then rock against her forcefully, feeling an electric sensation in my body. The smell of our arousal mixing together is intoxicating. We rock together, both of us moaning incoherently. Her hands are running up my stomach to my chest where she pinches my nipples, causing me to rock harder.
"Regina, Regina please, I need to come." She's begging and I'm soaked again. "Inside me. I need you."
Without hesitation, I slide my finger into her and then two. Her head slams back and she moans loudly.
"Yes, just like that. Oh my god," I pump her furiously while grinding on her now slick thigh. Her moaning is only making me wetter. "Shit, I think I'm gonna come, Regina!" her screams are reverberating around the room. I curl my fingers in her once, twice, three times, and then her walls clamp down and she screams my name one more time, her juices completely coating my hand.
"Oh, Emma. Good girl. Breathe baby, just breathe." She lets out a gasping breath and, after helping her ride out her orgasm, I slowly slide my fingers out. She watches me carefully as I suck them between my own lips, groaning at her taste. She pulls me into her and kisses me. When I pull away, there's a wicked glint in her eye.
"Let me taste you."
Oh fuck. She lays down flat again and pulls my legs so they straddle her head.
"Come to me baby, let me see you."
Her hands push my legs further apart, and then, without warning, her tongue is digging through my folds and she's sucking my clit. I try with all my might not to thrust my hips, but her tongue is working magic on me.
"Emma. Holy- oh! Oh yes! Right there," I start grinding down on her face, desperate to come again. "Emma, please!" I suddenly feel her hand kneading my ass before a harsh slap is delivered to my left cheek. "Oh fuck!" and I'm coming again. My vision blurs and I feel Emma already tugging me down before I can fall over. My orgasm in still washing through me and I quiver as the waves pass. God, how the hell did you do that to me?
"Regina, my sweet, sweet Regina." She's kissing my head and whispering to me. Our bodies curl together on the carpeted floor and she runs her fingers through my hair. After a few moments of silence, I finally find my voice.
"Emma, that was amazing. You're amazing." I watch her blush.
"You are Regina, and so, ridiculously beautiful." Now it's my turn to blush. "Can I photograph you?" I turn my head sharply towards her.
"What? Now?" She nods her head shyly, peeking up at me. "Go ahead." She squeals with glee and launches herself off the floor and over to the door. God, I could watch that ass all day. She turns to me and immediately snaps a picture.
"Emma! I wasn't ready!" She's laughing.
"That's the point babe, I want to see the real you." She looks guilty for a moment.
"Emma Swan, what aren't you telling me?" Still standing, she looks down at her feet, wiggling her toes.
"I took a couple shots of you while you were playing. I couldn't help it. You looked so free and just gorgeous," she sits down next to me, our bare skin touching as she leans her head on my shoulder, nuzzling my neck. "I'm sorry. I can delete them, if you really want me to." The sincerity in her voice is heart breaking.
"No, baby. Keep them. But those and whatever we take right now don't go anywhere but us. Got it?"
"You're being such a professor right now." We both start to giggle and she leans over and kisses my nose. "Good thing I find you so damn hot."
She flips the camera. "Kiss me," she demands I oblige and the camera starts to click. I pull away laughing and it keeps clicking. "Okay, this time smile okay?" Our heads bump together and I hear the shutter of the lens.
"Satisfied?" she smirks at me.
"Not quite. Would you go stand by the piano? Lean against the end of it.
"Emma-" I start to say no.
"Please, I just really want to remember this. Forever."
How in the hell could I say no to that? Despite my trepidations, I lean against the edge of the piano.
"Ass out, please. Pop that booty!" We're both laughing so hard, I don't even notice she's taken pictures. She stands and joins me, depositing the camera on the piano and then wrapping her arms around my waist.
"As much as I would love to stay like this forever, Belle is going to start to worry. We've been locked in here for quite a while." I nod, though I don't want to leave our music room bubble.
"I agree. Katherine is home babysitting Henry. I'm surprised my phone hasn't rang."
We both begin the hunt for our clothes, slipping them on quietly.
"Do you regret it?" she says it so quietly, I almost miss it. I stand upright after slipping my panties back on.
"Emma Swan. Look at me." Her eyes reluctantly meet mine. "I am insanely attracted to you, in case you missed all the lovemaking that just happened? Would I have preferred our first time to be a little later on and maybe a little more romantic? Sure. But this is how it was supposed to happen and it was perfect. You were perfect. We were perfect." She beams and then launches herself at me. Throwing her arms around my neck and hugging me tightly.
"When can I see you again?"
"How about tomorrow night? Is there a club you like that we can go to?"
"You want to go to a club with me?" she rises her eyebrow.
"Put that eyebrow down, young lady. Yes, I want to go to a club with you."
"Well I know just the place. Meet me outside the library at 10 tomorrow night.
"So bossy."
"I know for a fact you like it." She winks and gives me a quick peck. My heart is pounding. I just agreed to go to a club with Emma Swan.
When we both finish dressing, Emma collects her camera and I take my purse and we make our way outside. The air has gotten cooler and I shiver.
"Here, take my jacket. You can give it back to me later." She slips the jacket off, glances around us and then pulls me to her by the lapels of her jacket. My breath gets caught in my throat.
I'll see you tomorrow." She whispers seductively and then kisses me chastely, her lips lingering on mine, before she turns and saunters off. I'm swooning all over the place.