Chapter 13
Emma's POV
"Hey do you want to go to the movies?" I glance up at Regina from my comfortable cocoon on top of her and under a pile of blankets.
"Movies require clothes," I groan. The thought of getting out of bed and having to keep my hands off Regina actually makes me cringe. Her laughter fills my ears and I smile. It really is an infectious laugh.
"Yes, my love, movies require clothes. I just would really like to go outside. I'm free to walk down the street and hold your hand here. I can show you around town instead, if you don't want to sit through a movie. We can go to the park and there's a little coffee shop right across the street. What do you say?" he puppy eyes kills me and I nod.
"I can't deny you anything, baby. I'm sure you know that by now." She hops out of bed and moves the trays over to the dresser.
"Come on then!" she walks over to the window and pulls the curtains back before opening the window and leaning out. Her ass on full display and I can't help the low groan that slips out of my mouth at the sight. She whirls around to look at me and for a moment she just stares at me before realizing my slip.
"See something you like, Ms. Swan?" she winks at me and I blush.
"I'm looking at you, aren't I?" she grins and then leans back out the window.
"It's a beautiful day, Emma! This is going to be great!" I smile at her enthusiasm and move to my weekend bag and change quickly. Regina has disappeared into the bathroom and I follow after her, needing to brush my teeth after all the food.
"Regina?" I knock on the door. "Can I come in?"
"Yes, Emma," I walk in and retrieve my toothbrush from the holder and we both brush our teeth together in front of the sink. She smiles at me through the mirror and I blush, looking away. She bumps my hip with hers.
"You are so adorable right now," I mutter through the foam of the toothpaste and she grins.
We both spit and rinse our mouths before I turn to my toiletry bag and grab my brush, attempting to brush through the knots I had tied back for cooking purposes.
"Let me, baby." Regina takes the brush from my hand and stands behind me, brushing my hair carefully. "Sex hair can be a pain to brush." She murmurs, a glint in her eyes. I chuckle softly.
"We would know."
Regina's POV
By the time Emma and I get outside, it's after two o'clock. I lock the door behind us and Emma takes my key and slips it in the back pocket of her shorts so I don't have to carry a purse.
"Okay, come this way. We'll pass by Katherine's house on the way to the park." I slip my hand in hers and I grin at the feeling, closing my eyes for just a moment.
"I know. It feels nice to be walking around holding your hand." Oh Emma, you read my mind. I smile and squeeze her hand lightly.
"Here's Katherine's house. This is why she gets to my house so quickly." I laugh. "When I moved here, she was looking for houses close by literally the day after I was settled into my house with Henry. She couldn't stand being away from both of us. This house went on sale two years after I moved in. Katherine laid out double of what they asked for just to make sure she would get the house." I rolled my eyes at the memory.
"She really loves you." Emma comments. "We've known each other since we were in diapers. Her parents, as I'm sure you figured out, were very well off as well and my mother approved highly of our friendship. We just got lucky that we both clicked so easily."
"And you guys never…" she doesn't finish.
"What?"
"You guys were never interested in each other? You know, romantically?" I pull my hand out of hers to cover my mouth as I laugh.
"Oh god no! Baby, Katherine is as straight as it comes. And so was I until I met you."
"Really?!" I nod my head and collect myself, slipping my hand back into hers, and pull her away from Kat's house and towards the park.
"I've never been attracted to other women, but there was something about you. Since the first day."
"The first day?"
"I remember getting into my car at the end of the first day and remembering the way you watched be all class. I still remember."
"How did I look at you?"
"I couldn't identify it at the time because I wasn't comfortable enough with myself. But, looking back, it was definitely lust." I watch a blush spread across her cheeks and I leaned over and give her a kiss quickly. "It was adorable. I would be lying if I said I wasn't attracted to you as soon as you stood up and introduced yourself."
"Seriously? You didn't even say anything to me."
"I know. I was nervous."
"You? Nervous?" she winks at me.
"Hard to believe right?" Both giggling to ourselves.
Since all the kids in town are out on the camping trip, the park is deserted save the few people that are walking their dogs.
"Can we sit on the swings?!" Emma glances at me quickly before her eyes averts to the swing set ahead of us.
"Of course." She drags me over and then plops down in one of the seats and immediately stars swinging.
"Man, I use to love swings when I was little. One of the group homes I was in had a swing set and I used to wait all day for the big kids to be done so I could sit and swing for a few minutes." My heart constricts at the thought of a little Emma sitting all alone, doe eyed, and excited for her turn. I sit on the swing next to hers and swing softly, watching the joy on her face.
From the corner of my eye, I spot Henry's teacher Mary Margaret Blanchard, approaching us and I groan.
"What?" Emma turns to me immediately, her joy replaced with concern and she skids to a stop on her swing and anxiously grabs my hand.
"Nothing, just-" and then it's too late, as Mary Margaret is within earshot.
"Hi Regina! Lovely day isn't it?" I smile as politely as I can manage.
"It is indeed. It's nice to see you, Mary Margaret."
"Likewise. Have you heard from Henry? How is he enjoying the trip? I haven't heard from David since they left." She pouts a little and I smile at the thought that little Snow White is missing her prince Charming.
"Yes, he texted me this morning. It sounds like he is loving it, thought I was a short text." She seems satisfied and turns to Emma expectantly.
I watch as Emma stands from her swing and holds out her hand. "Emma," she says earnestly and Mary Margaret shakes it slowly.
"Emma…" her voice trails off and I feel the despair sink in as realization lights in her eyes. "You're Emma?" I stand from my swing and take a half step between Mary Margaret and Emma. How does she know about Emma?
"Yes, I'm Emma. And you are?" Goddamn it, Emma!
"Emma, this is Mary Margaret, Henry's teacher." Emma's mouth forms a big 'O' and her eyes widen even more.
"And you're Emma. Henry has been talking about you for an entire week. He says you beat him at Mario Cart." I can't help but feel suspicious of her. She knows. She must know.
"Yes," Emma laughs, obviously letting her guard down. "He vowed to beat me next time," she says with a grin.
"He did indeed. Regina, may I have a word with you?" I bristle. Knew it. I take another step between Emma and Mary Margaret.
"I'm sure whatever you have to say can be said with Emma present, do you think, dear?" I turn to Emma and she just stands still, obviously not clear on what's going on.
"Very well then." Mary Margaret turns to Emma. "How old are you?"
"I don't think that's any of your business, Mary Margaret." I can feel the fangs coming out and I try desperately to reign it.
"It's only a question, Regina."
"One that doesn't require an answer. I don't know what you are insinuating, but I would appreciate it if you would stay out of my life. Henry adores you and that's lovely, I won't discourage it, but you are his teacher and you are most certainly not my friend. Is that clear?" Her eyes have widen considerably and she takes a step back from Emma and myself.
"Crystal." I smile at her.
"Wonderful. Tell David I said 'Hello' whenever you speak to him." And with that, I grab Emma's hand hard and pull her in the direction of the house.
"Regina!" Emma yells when we're out of earshot. "Regina, stop." She pulls her hand out of mine, effectively halting both of us. I whirl to look at her and I realize I'm still fuming, my hands clenched into fists. Don't lose control, Regina. Do not. "Regina, what happened?" I feel tears well up in my eyes and I take a step back from Emma, trying to get some perspective.
"I can't," I whisper. The hurt that floods her eyes pains me more and I just stand there, fist clenched tightly. You're fucking this up, Regina. Look at her.
"Can't what? Regina, please. I love you." The words are my undoing and I start to cry relentlessly. Emma runs to me and puts her arms around me, drawing me close and pulling us under the shade of a tree. She slides down the trunk and tucks me into her further. "Talk to me," she whispers in my ear. "I'm here, baby. I'm not going anywhere." I burry myself further into her and she holds me tightly, allowing me to cry.
When I feel the tears dry sufficiently, I move to let go of Emma, but she doesn't release me.
"Talk to me, just like this. Please?" I nod. "What's the deal with you and her?" I take a sudden breath.
"Her husband, David, is the man who was responsible for my break up with Daniel." I close my eyes when I feel her muscles constrict.
"How?"
"Mary Margaret and I use to be rather good friends. She knew I didn't like Daniel drinking, but she allowed David to take him out and let him get wasted. Daniel beat me because David let him get drunk. I told her he gets violent when he drinks! She didn't listen and I was beaten! Pregnant and beaten within an inch of my life. It's her fault Henry has grown up without a father!" I don't realize I'm sobbing until Emma tucks my face into her neck and I soak the blouse she has on.
"It's okay, baby. It's okay. I'm here, okay? I'm here. What she did to you was so, so awful. You have every right to be angry, baby. Now I'm here and I'm going to take care of whatever you and Henry need, okay? You don't have to worry about any of it." I stop crying and look at her.
"You want to be a parent to Henry?" I ask incredulously. She nods her head and kisses my forehead.
"It's no longer your world and my world, Regina. It's ours. And I want to be part of all of it. Everything that I possibly can. What she allowed to happen was inexcusable, but baby, if it didn't happen you wouldn't be who you are now. I'm so proud of who you've become, and I know you are too. You've raised a beautiful, bright young man. He's, your son, Regina. And he's perfect. And so are you. You are truly amazing Regina. If things had been different, who knows what would have happened, right?"
"I wouldn't have you," I sniffle. She smiles shyly. "You're the best thing that has ever happened to me, besides Henry." And then her smile widen even more and she kisses my nose. I giggle, feeling restored.
"I love you, Regina."
"I love you, Emma"
All is right with the world again.
Emma's POV
I stand from the tree, pulling Regina up with me.
"Would you like to go see that movie?" she shakes her head.
"Can we just go home and get in bed? We can open the windows and it'll feel like we're spending the day outside." I nod my head.
"Come on, baby. Let's go home."
The walk back to 108 Mifflin is short and quiet. Regina has a death grip on my hand and is glancing around anxiously. She kicks off her shoes and then moves to go upstairs, but I grab her waist while shutting and locking the front door at the same time.
"Emma-"
"No," I whisper. I pull her to me and very slowly bring my hand to the helm of her tank top. "This can't wait." I pull it off over her head and then I unzip her jeans and slide them down her legs, discarding them on the floor by the door.
"Emma," she breathes.
"You're so, so beautiful Regina. I just couldn't wait another moment to look at you." I'm surprised when she quickly divest me of my shirt and denim shorts, a small smile on her face. "I love you," I whisper. She kisses me, lacing her fingers into my hair. The kiss is not sexual, but it's intimate. I move my lips to her cheek and kiss it softly before skimming my nose against hers. She giggles a little and pulls herself closer to me, out bare skin touching.
"I love you, Emma."
"Come on, let's get in bed." I lead her up the stairs and into the bedroom. I'm excited to see she's left the bed unmade and I immediately slip under the covers, burrowing into the cold sheets, trying to warm them quickly. She peeks through the blinds and then moves to the side and opens the window quickly before scampering out of view.
"Bed," I command, opening the sheets so she can join me. She does quickly and snuggles up to me, attaching her body to mine.
"Wait," she whispers, her nose right against mine. I feel her moving and then I see her bra in her hands and I pull the sheets back.
"Regina!" I hiss. She giggles and the sound is a relief to my ears, relief from the desperate, crying women I consoled not even twenty minutes ago. Her panties go next and I struggle to focus. Move at her pace, Emma. She has to be comfortable. She tosses both undergarments to the ground and her hands move towards me.
"No! No!" I yell, arching my body away from her. Her hands halt and she glances up at me. "If you take my bra and underwear off, I will not be able to just lie here and not touch you."
"That's the point, Ms. Swan." I gulp and eye her gloriously naked body. God she is just so fucking hot! I nod my head, allowing her to continue, and her greedy hands immediately reach behind me and unhooks my bra. She quickly tosses it and lunches forward and attached her mouth to my nipple in an instant.
"Ah! Regina!" her teeth scrapes across my nipple slowly and I release another sharp cry. "Easy, baby. I'm not going anywhere."
"I need to feel you, Emma. Right now!"
"Take me, Regina. My body is yours."
Her hands move to my underwear and she yanks them down my calves, allowing me to kick them the rest of the way off while she continues to suck on my nipples. She alternates between each one. When I get them off she gets on top of me. I can feel her wetness dripping onto my thigh and I sigh in contentment.
"Please, Regina. I want to feel you too." The smile that illuminates her face takes my breath away. She leans over me, her hair, though short, still falls onto my face.
"I love you," and while she says it, her fingers slide into me. My back arches involuntarily and I moan.
"I love you, Regina." It's the last complete sentence that I can manage because she sets a fast pace, her two fingers going deep, hard, and fast. I can barely catch my breath between my moans.
"That's it, baby," she encourages. "God you're beautiful." Her thigh is grinding on mine, building her higher. "You're mine, Emma."
"Yours!" I yelp as her thumb finds my clit and begins to swipe it roughly. The sensation overload is too much for me and I gasp her hand and squeeze as I explode, my orgasm taking my breath away and stars appearing behind my eyelids. I'm vaguely aware of the feeling of Regina continuing to rock against me and I hear a muffled 'oh fuck' before I feel her body pressed against mine and I allow my mind to shut off and I drift out of awareness.
When I open my eyes again, the room is darker. Sunset. Regina is snoring softly next to me and I smile. I snuggle into her and her eyes slide open.
"What time is it?" she asks groggily.
"I don't know. Late-ish? Are you hungry?" she nods her head. "Well then, it's dinner time."
"Let's go out." I cringe a little. We already tried that today and it didn't work out too well.
"Are you sure?" she nods.
"I want to take you to Granny's Diner. It's been here since I moved here at eighteen and the food has always been perfect." She sits up now, waking quickly. I kiss her nose and she smiles. "Thank you, Emma."
"For what? Allowing an incredibly hot women to have sex with me? No problem." I wink and she giggles.
"For being everything that I need."
"You're everything I need too, Regina. I have no idea what I ever did without you." Another breath taking smile takes over her face and I smile. She climbs out of bed and pulls on her silk robe.
"Did I ever tell you how sexy you look in that robe?"
"I think I've gotten the hint," she winks at me. "Get dressed before I scratch dinner and take you again." She says darkly. I can tell she's very, very serious and I quickly retrieve my jeans and white tank top from my bag.
"Hey, you still have my jacket right?" I ask while putting on my clothes. She's standing in front of her closet, looking through her clothes. She doesn't say a word, but pulls out a hander that's holding my jacket. I approach her and take my jacket, slipping it on. She glances at me quickly, a satisfied smirk on her lips.
"You look very sexy," she purrs.
"Get dressed, Regina." I wink at her. "Wouldn't want either of us scratching dinner for sex, would we?" she shakes her head and then pulls out a pair of skinny jeans and a dark red silk button down shirt. I grab my brush from the restroom and brush through my knots once again.
"Sex hair again, Ms. Swan? My, my, my, what are we going to do with you?" she's leaning against the door frame, smirking at me.
"That smirk of yours looks very appealing professor Mills."
"I would like to go sometime today, Ms. Swan."
"God, when did you get so bossy?" she scoffs at me.
"I think we both know you like it." And then I flush.