Chapter 10

Emma's POV

"Henry please chew with your mouth closed," Regina tells the young boy. He rolls his eyes and I can't help but giggle.

"So, Henry, how are you liking school?" It turns out Henry is a very grown up little boy, not that I'm surprised, being Regina's son. For ten, he really has his shit together.

"Good. Ms. Blanchard is a really good teacher. She taught us how to divide big numbers yesterday. I thought it was easy, but everyone else seemed to be struggling. I had to help Grace a lot, but that's okay," he smiles. I glance at Regina who is beaming from ear to ear.

"Tell Emma what you have to do for English, Henry," Katherine says.
"Oh yeah! I gotta write a paper, five whole paragraphs on Rosa Parks.!"

"Really?!" he laughs at my enthusiasm.

"Yeah. Do you know about Rosa Parks?" I start to nod my head, but I think better of it.

"Why don't you tell me about her, kid?" and then he begins to ramble on about all the things he learned about her. I smile at him and glance at Regina again. She's watching him with amusement, one eyebrow arched. She looks totally enthralled by him. He's been her whole world for ten years. The thought makes me sad. It's only been her and Henry.

"That's why she's so cool! I can't believe she just sat in that seat."
"Wow, Henry! I am so impressed by all that knowledge," he smiles and then starts shoving food into his mouth again. This is his second piece of lasagna.

"How was your day, ladies?" Katherine is smirking and I can't help the blush spreading from my cheeks to my neck. Regina and I exchange looks and I see her sporting a blush as well.
"Oh you know, the usual," she says nonchalantly.

"I'm sure you two had some riveting conversations."

"Yes we did actually," I say quietly, the blush vanishes from my face when I recall the story Regina told me, about her idiot ex-boyfriend, fiancée, whatever the hell that asshole was.

"We talked about Daniel." Regina says quietly. I look over at Henry who is happily eating his food, not feeling the need to be involved with this conversation. Suddenly, I hear a clatter and I whip my head back around and see Katherine, slacked jawed, covered in water, and her glass lying on the table. I spring into action, grabbing napkins and start to soak up the water before it hits the floor. Luckily, the table cloth Regina put out has done most of the work for me. The only thing I can't help is Katherine, who, throughout the whole ordeal, hasn't moved.

"Katherine, for the love of god, stand up!" Regina shouts. She stares at Regina.

"Aunt Katherine are you okay?!" Henry is already giggling. I hand her some napkins.
"Katherine," I say quietly.

"Thanks, Emma," she finally responds and takes the napkins from my hands.

"Let me get you a fresh shirt," Regina says while shaking her head and walking away from the table.

"I'll go with her," I say quickly. I notice Henry's empty plate.

"Hey kid, if you're done with your food, why don't you put your plate and aunt Katherine's and put them in the sink and get the Xbox set up? I'll race you in Mario Cart." He beams.
"Okay!" and then I run up the stairs after my girlfriend.

When I get upstairs and into her room, Regina is opening one of her dresser drawers and pulling out a shirt.

"Regina?" she turns her head and looks at me, a half smile on her face.

"We startled Katherine."

"Yes, professor Mills, I believe we did." I walk up to her and put my arms around her waist. "Her reaction… tells me that it's a big deal that you told me about him." She nods.

"Yeah… it kinda is a big deal." I smile and kiss her deeply.
"You're kind of a big deal," I joke. She giggles, the response I was looking for.

"My beautiful Emma," she sighs. "I'm falling for you so hard." I stare at her trying to say just the right thing in this moment.
"So am I Regina. So am I." Her smile lights up her face and I kiss her. It's a wonderful feeling to kiss someone when you're smiling. She lets go of her hold on me and walks out the door. I hear her shout, "Katherine! Come and get a dry shirt!" and then she is back with me. I sit on her bed, waiting for Katherine to come in. when Katherine walks through the bedroom door, her shirt is still completely soaked.

"Henry is waiting for you downstairs, Emma. I cleared your plates and out the food in the kitchen."
"Thanks, Kat." Regina hands her the shirt and Katherine disappears into the bathroom.

"I'm going to play with Henry, okay?" she nods, a small smile on her lips.
"We'll be down coon. I'm sure Katherine's going to want to talk." I kiss her quickly and head downstairs.

Henry is indeed waiting for me. When I come down the stairs, he turns to me and gestures me, indicating I should hurry up and then disappears into the living room. I sit at one end of the couch and I'm surprised when he sits relatively close to me. Regina told me they usually sit on opposite ends. Maybe this kid likes me. I smile at the thought.

"Ready to get your butt kicked?" he smirks and I stare at him before bursting out laughing.
"What's so funny?" he demands. I ruffle his hair and take one of the controllers out of his hands.

"You're gonna wish you never said that."

Regina's POV

"So," Katherine sits at the foot of the bed. I'm sitting with my back against the headboard, my knees drawn up to my knees.

"So," I say back.

"Your hair is down," she comments. I nod.

"Emma likes it," I offer. Why does this feel so weird? Have I changed that much?

"It looks great." I blush at her compliment and tug at the ends of a strand, twirling it nervously between my fingers.

"Thank you."

"And you told her about Daniel?" I nod. "All of it?" Another nod. "Wow," is all she says. For some reason I feel tears form in my eyes.

"It felt really good to tell someone else," I whisper. When I look up at her, she's smiling a watery smile and I watch a tear roll down her cheek.
"Yeah," she whispers, and then throws herself at me, wrapping her arms around me and pulling me close to her. "I love you, Gina."

"I love you too, Kat." She sits there for a moment, just hugging me, and I allow her. I have changed, I realize. Emma has made me a completely different person.

"Okay, come on. You have a son and a girlfriend downstairs, and I don't think we should miss them playing video games together." Kay seems to have recovered from our emotional interlude. I nod.

"You're right." We descend down the stairs together and make our way into the living room. I am shocked to see Henry sitting so close to Emma on the couch. They are both shouting and knocking each other with their elbows to try to throw each other off their game. I put my hand over my mouth to contain my laughter and I see Katherine doing the same thing.
"You better watch it, Emma!"
"Kid, you're like four people behind me! I'll see you at the finish line." When the game is complete Henry demands a rematch.

"Come on! Best two out of three!" and then the game begins again. I love my little family. Katherine puts her arm around my shoulder and we watch them together, shouting and shoving again as the game goes on. We stand for another two games until Henry admits defeat and accepts a knuckle bump from Emma with a promise they can play again next time she comes over.

"Well, Henry, it looks like you've found yourself a worthy opponent." They both whirl around to look at me and Katherine and I burst out laughing.

"I let her win!" Henry sulks. I know he's not mad, but he likes to make a scene. Got that from his mother. I remind myself.

"Can we have cake now?" Emma asks.

"There's cake?!" Henry's face lights up.

"Yes there is, young man. Go upstairs and wash your hands and when you come down, you can cut the first slice."
"Awesome!" and he takes off. Katherine goes into the kitchen to retrieve the cake and a few plates. Emma comes up to me and puts her arms around me.
"Good chat?" I nod.

"Very."

When we're all seated at the table, I allow Henry to cut the first slice and, to my surprise, he gives the first piece to Emma. She graciously accepts it and then glances to me, as if she wants to make sure I'm okay with that. I nod my head. Of course I am. My son likes my girlfriend. What could I ask for? I begrudgingly allow Henry to cut Katherine and me and slice of cake and his own before sitting down and digging in.

"Hey mom?" Henry asks between bites.

"Henry, don't speak with your mouth full." We all wait till he finishes.

"What is Emma?" everyone looks at him

"What?"

"I mean… like Aunt Katherine is your best friend. What's Emma? Did you meet Emma at work?" Emma grabs my hand under the table and I glance at her. We never discussed this. Maybe if you stopped having so much sex… I shake my head trying to clear the thought from my mind and then I look at Henry.
"Well, Henry, Emma is… well, Emma is my girlfriend." He glances at me and then at her. I feel like all the air has left my lungs. Emma's hand squeezes mine and I see Katherine anxiously glancing at Henry.

"Like," he seems to be struggling, but I wait patiently, "like a boyfriend but a girl?" I nod. I can't find it in myself to speak. He thinks for another minute; the longest minute of my life. "So is she going to hang out more?"

"If you'd like her to," I answer carefully. He shrugs his shoulders.

"Okay." And that's it. He goes back to eating his cake. I let out a deep, deep breath, and so does Emma. "This is really good cake, mom." Katherine lets out a nervous laugh and I can tell the tension was a bit much for her. Emma releases her death grip on my hand and we all continue to eat our cake. Well that was unexpected. I no longer feel my mind racing so I relax into my chair.

"Next time I come over, I'm gonna whoop your butt again," Emma warns. "You sure you still want me here?" he sticks out his tongue at her and I laugh.
"You just wait! I'm going to… I'm going to practice! You won't even know what hit you next time you're here!" he counters.

"Okay kid. We'll see." He scowls at her and I smile.
"Oh Henry, don't be such a sore loser!" Katherine says.

"Aunt Katherine! I'm not!" Katherine laughs.

"Katherine, I wouldn't be the one to judge the boy. You're the one the soiled an entire glass of water on yourself." I turn to look at Emma who is smirking her ridiculously sexy smirk.

"Emma Swan, I swear…" Katherine trails off, overtaken by laughter. "We've got quite the family here, haven't we, Gina?" I smile.

"We sure do, Kat."

When the dishes have been cleared, Henry begs to watch a movie.

"Emma, can you stay?" I ask.

"Of course," she smiles. "Anything for the kid."

"Go pick a movie Henry." He darts into the living room leaving the three of us alone. Emma and I begin to wash some of the dishes while Kat puts the leftovers in the fridge. When she finishes that task, she turns to the both of us.

"I would love to stay and watch, but I'm going to head home. I have to work on my presentation for Monday morning." I nod and smile, quickly setting down the pot that I'm washing and enveloping Kat into a hug.

"Of course. Let me walk you out." I turn to Emma. "I'll be right back baby." She nods.

"Bye, Kat. I'll see you soon."

"I certainly hope so. Good night, Emma." We walk to the front door together "This was great, Regina. Emma and Henry really seem to get along." I smile.
"They do, don't they."

"She's a great person, Regina. I really like her."

"Me too." She hugs me again and then opens the door and walks down the front steps and out the gate. I wait until I can no longer see her before returning to Emma. The sink is empty and she begins drying the dishes. I move behind her and wrap my arms around her waist, standing on my tiptoes so I can kiss her neck.
"Gina," she groans.

"What baby?" I smile innocently, trailing my lips to her earlobe and tugging slightly.

"Oh," her hips thrust back, her ass pushing into me. I laugh.

"My, my, my. Sensitive Ms. Swan?"

"Don't push me, Gina, or I won't go back to the dorms tonight."

"And that would be a bad thing because…?" I see her lips curl up a little and she whirls in my arms and kisses me roughly. I can't help the moan that slips out of my mouth when her lips connect with my pulse point.
"Oh, Emma." I groan quietly, trying to be mindful that my son could walk in at any moment.

"I want you, Regina, right now."
"Emma," I hiss as her hands move from my neck down to my breast where she squeezes them roughly. "Henry," I remind her. Her hands halt their downward motion towards the waist of my jeans and then she brings them back up and tangles her fingers in my hair, lightly scratching the nape of my neck.

"I'm sorry," she whispers.
"To be fair, I started it." She chuckles.

"Oh yeah. How did you make me think this was my fault?" I chuckle, shaking my head.

"Mom! Emma! Are you guys ready?"

"Coming!" we say together.

Henry had chosen Spiderman. It's his favorite right now and he watches it often. When Emma admitted she's never seen it, he practically explodes with joy. I wait until Henry decides to sit in my father's old couch chair before Emma and I occupy the loveseat. He starts the movie and Emma tucks herself into my side, nuzzling her face into my neck. Family. I think this is a family.

About halfway into the movie, I notice Henry is completely knocked out, curled up in the chair. I nudge Emma and nod towards Henry and she smiles before sitting up, allowing me to do the same. I stand and pause the movie before moving to Henry. I lift him carefully, trying now to wake him, and hoist him over my shoulder with a quiet "humph" and begin walking up the stairs. He grumbles a little and latches onto my tighter, raking some pressure off of me. I deposit him in his bed and quickly change his clothes for him. I suppose he can go this one night without brushing his

"Can I come in?" she whispers. I nod. She pulls the cover back and I place Henry on his bed. He curls up immediately and I kiss his head and allow Emma to put the covers over him. I look up at Emma and hold my hand out for her to take.

"Come to bed," I whisper.

When we enter my bedroom, I close and lock the door after I shut it. Emma looks at me with her adorable doe eyed expression.

"What about going back to campus?"

"I'll take you back when we are done here. I need you. Now." I don't even allow her to answer before I launch myself at her and kiss her roughly. She groans and laces her fingers in my hair.

"Did I tell you how much your hair down turns me on?" She tugs roughly, pulling my lip away from her neck and tilting my neck back so she can take her turn ravaging me.

"Did I tell you how much you turn me on?"

"Show me," she whispers in my ear. I turn her around and push her onto the bed. She sits on the end, her arms stretched out behind her, supporting her body.

"Stay," I command. I don't know where I learned how to be this forceful. I start to strip, pulling my shirt over my head slowly and then turning so my back is to her.

"Gina," she groans, "turn around so I can see you." I glance over my shoulder looking at her, sucking my lip between my teeth.

"Not yet, baby." I coo. She moves to stand and I hold my hand out at her. "No, Emma." She sits down again. I turn back around and unzip my jeans, slowly sliding them down my legs, wiggling my ass as I go. I can hear her panting behind me. The tension in the room is almost palpable. I feel powerful. I feel beautiful. It's electrifying. Once I have kicked my jeans away, I tilt my head back and run my hands down the front of my body, stopping at my breasts and pitching my nipples. I can't help but cry out.

"Regina Mills," Emma growls. I ignore her and hook my fingers into my panties, bending down completely over as I pull them down, allowing Emma a glimpse of my sex. I am soaked, practically dripping with want. I toss my panties over my shoulder and I turn my head to see where they landed. I'm surprised to find them right on top of Emma's lap.

"Turn around," she whispers through a clenched jaw. I notice her hands are fished in to the bed sheets, her brow is creased, and there are drops of sweat on her forehead. I slowly turn around, and when I'm facing her, I take in a breath. Her eyes roam over me from head to toe, and then she stands and begins unbuttoning her shirt. I am helpless but to watch as she removes her clothes. When we are both standing in front of each other, completely naked, I feel overcome by emotion. I lay my hand over her heart and look up at her, a smile on my face. She returns it and then dips her head down to kiss me.

"Emma," I whisper.
"Regina," she answers in return. That's all I need to hear. My name on her lips satisfies something so deep inside me I can hardly breathe. I push her back gently until the back of her knees hit the bed and she falls onto it. I climb on top of her, pushing my hair to the side, and lean down to kiss her again.

"Move up the bed," I demand. She does quickly and then I am back on top of her. When I lower my body onto hers, we both hiss at the skin on skin contact. I slip my thigh through her legs and I feel the wetness there. She groans and lifts her hips, trying to keep contact with my thigh.

"Regina," she pants. It's a breathily, and desperate whisper.

"Tell me, Emma. What do you want?" I ask quietly in her ear.

"Make love to me." I sit up a bit and pull one of her legs up. She's watching me through half lidded eyes, one of her hands never leaving my thigh. When I'm sure I've gotten us in the correct position, I sit forward. Emma's eyes shut when I rock my hip, our clits creating a sweet friction against each other's. "More." She whispers.

"Oh, Emma." I groan. She's panting heavily and biting her lips, no doubt trying to her moans inside of her.

"Oh god, Regina." My pace becomes more frantic. I need her to come with me. "Regina, please, faster," she begs. My heart is racing a million miles a minute and my muscles are burning. I disconnect me sex from hers and she lets out a disgruntled cry before throwing her hands over her mouth. I giggle and then quickly slip two fingers inside her. Her hips immediately lifts up, meeting my thrust for thrust. I suddenly feel her fingers slipping in between my pussy and her thigh. I lift slightly and she sinks her fingers into me. It takes us a minute to find a rhythm but when we do, god when we do, it's the most delicious feeling.

"Come with me," I beg. I swipe my thumbs across her clit and I feel her walls clench around my fingers. She slips another finger into me and when she pulls out she curls her fingers brushing my g spot, before she goes rigid and I am gone, hurdling into my orgasm with her.

We both lay in a panting, post coital heap of tangled limbs and sweat covered bodies. I kiss Emma's pulse point and she moans quietly.

"You're going to be the death of me, Regina Mills." I giggle, feeling like a school girl. "But what a way to go," she laughs with me.
"I wish we could stay like this forever." I sigh. It's too soon for Emma to be spending the night with Henry here and we both know it. Soon. I remind myself.

"You're amazing, Regina," she says quietly. I roll onto my stomach and drape my arm over her abdomen.

"You look like you've just been ravaged, Emma," I giggle.
"You could say that."

"Come, let's get dressed and I will take you home."

"You're okay with leaving Henry home alone?" I worry my lip with my teeth. That's a dilemma. "If you don't want me to stay, I understand. Belle can come pick me up. I have no doubt she's still awake."

"Don't be silly, Emma. I won't have Belle drive out here just to pick you up. Let me call Katherine. She can come over while I drive you home."

I call Katherine who agrees to come over, but not before embarrassing and teasing me. Emma and I both dress quickly knowing Katherine will be here any minute. I hear the front door close downstairs and we head down, knowing its Katherine. Emma lets out a bark of laughter when she catches sight of Katherine in her flannel cat pajamas.

"Something funny, Swan?" Katherine barks. I can't help but laugh myself.

"No, not at all Katherine." She casually flips Emma off before strolling into the kitchen.
"Katherine!" I scold.
"Oh whatever. If you can fuck her, I can tell her to fuck off." And then Emma and I turn a matching shade of red.

"Time to go! See you soon, Katherine!" Emma grabs my hand and yanks me out the door towards the car. I'm laughing all the way there.

When I drop Emma off at the dorms, she's reluctant to get out of the car.

"I'll see you in class on Monday, baby." She lifts and eyebrow. "I know it's not the same, but we'll have another day night okay?"

"Text me when you get home, okay?" I nod. She leans over the center and kisses me chastely, her hand cupping my cheek. I place my hand over her heart just like I did in my bed room not long ago and this time she puts her hand on my heart too. She kissed my nose and opens the door with a sigh. I wait until she is out of sight and then drive home.

Emma I have arrived home safely. The bed is cold without you. Sweet dreams. Xx Regina.

Goodnight, Gina. This weekend was like heaven on earth. See you Monday. Xx Emma.