Warning: Don't play with your kitty the way Regina plays with Emma. Lazer and eyes don't go well.
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Her wife loved watching her drying off. Well, today watching was free of consequences, Regina thought. The blonde could watch all she wanted but no touching. Regina was rubbing the towel all over her body and thinking of ways to tease her wife. Few ideas run through her mind and she cataloged them for later.
Emma on the other hand...paw...was enjoying the sweet torture. The brunette was facing the kitten and her eyes were closed. The blonde was reminded why she loved that woman so much. Not only because of the flawless body but also for the all the things they have been through. They both had been through hell and back. They were fighters and they finally won the day got married. Emma remembered their wedding like it was just yesterday. Regina wore the same expression just this morning when she had found she was pregnant. So the baby was another victory for them.
The kitten walked over to the woman's legs and sat on her foot raising its head to meet the questioning eyes of her wife.
"What, Kitty?"
"Nothing. I just wanted to see your eyes," Emma thought.
"Can you release my foot so I can get dressed? Please." The kitten did as it was told. "Thank you."
"You are welcome." The kitten was rocking from left to right just like a lovesick puppy.
Regina dressed quickly with the green stare burning her back. "Playtime," the Queen thought to herself. She turned around and winked at the kitten.
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The brunette went to the study and fumbled through one of the cabinets to find what she was looking for. She took the item and smirk devilishly at it.
She got back to the second floor greeted by the kitten standing at the bedroom door.
"What's on your mind, Regina?" Emma stared right at her wife's brown eyes searching, reading but was welcomed with a wall.
The brunette had put the Mayoral mask quite well. She glared the kitten and waited for quite a while. She expected Emma to figure it out, but it seemed that wouldn't happen.
The woman walked over slowly towards the animal that continued to hold her gaze. Her hands were holding the item behind her back.
She was two feet away when Emma started walking backwards fearing of what is about to happen.
"No need to fear, dear. It won't hurt...much."
"Ops. What have I done to deserve this treatment, Regina? I haven't done anything bad...lately. I am so very sorry for getting you pregnant. I told you we shouldn't have sex when you read that it could happen by magic. You...Okay, I got you pregnant but I'm gonna stay and raise the kid with you. I'll sign under 'father' and it will get my name. Please don't hurt me. I love you." Emma's thoughts were racing and made her head hurt.
But the Queen closing in on her was worse.
Regina stopped when the animal reached the bed. She pulled out her hand and steered the object at the kitten.
"Playtime, Kitty," she said with her deep voice.
Emma felt a red light entering her head through her eyes and started blinking rapidly at the invasion.
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"Laser, really? What the fuck, Regina?" Emma thought as her butt hit the bed leg.
She propped herself on her back legs and raised her front to cover her face from the light that jiving her eyes.
Regina was having the time of her life as she was teasing the animal with the laser. A smile was sprawled across her face and laughter was coming from her.
"Fuck, stop. Damn it. Not funny. Is this how you used to torture your peasants? I'm your wife. Please, have mercy."
The woman couldn't hear the animal's thoughts but she could imagine that Emma is not happy and probably cursing like a sailor in her mind. This is so much fun, the Queen thought as her assault continued.
She has always loved to tease her wife in every possible way. But Emma could always turn things in her advantage since she was stronger physically. Before the Mayor could comprehend what was going on the blonde would grab her wrists and pin her to the nearest wall, bed or whatever surface is closer. Or she would run out of the house. Regina could run after her but she never did it because there was no point. Her wife had been teased and she had won.
This situation was no different. The kitten was pressed against the bed's leg and moving its front paws like it was praying. It was cute sight and Regina could stop herself from laughing.
"God, I'm so mad at you but I love your laugh so much. I'm...conflicted," Emma thought as she tried to avoid the annoying light.
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After a while Regina got bored. The kitten was hilarious on its little back legs with its front paws going up and down like it was praying. It was really cute sight that made the woman more at ease with the fact that she was pregnant.
She did want to have a baby, but now it was a fact and she needed her damn wife for support. For comfort even. She had gotten so much used to getting anything she needed from the blonde that now it was frustrating to know she was close, yet she couldn't have anything. Emma was her continuous provider for...Well, everything.
The woman stopped teasing the animal and sat on her bed, leaving the laser on the nightstand.
"You done?" Emma thought and looked up to her wife.
She wore some uneasy look on her face.
"Mood changes this early in the pregnancy? Really? Well, it is magical baby so probably nothing will be like my pregnancy with Henry. God, I want my body so I can hug her. She just screams for a koala hug. I wanna cuddle with her."
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Regina lay down, resting her head on the pillow with her eyes on the bedroom door. She knew Emma was there at her floor, but not seeing the blonde's beauty was starting to get to her. She really didn't want to admit, though Emma knew it, that she was addicted to her wife's strong presence in the room. Emma's furry version just couldn't do it.
Regina even thought about using a spell to bring Emma back. She rejected that thought no matter how attractive it was. She couldn't do it since she didn't know what kind of spell Emma used. If she did the wrong one, it could go terribly wrong. So no chance of getting Emma for now.
Her thoughts were cut off by the furry ball that curled just under her chin. The kitten was small enough and she even felt it pushing itself even further into her chin. She smiled. Even in that form Emma just had to cuddle her. That was their new way of cuddling and it was fine with Regina. Because everything that included her and the blonde was perfect and irreplaceable.
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Regina was fast asleep and the kitten followed closely.
Three hours later Emma was wide awake gazing at the clock. 15:23. "It's time for coffee. Oh, I can't have coffee now. I hate this body."
The animal stood up and looked at the sleeping woman next to it. "Aw, you gorgeous Sleeping Beauty. My beauty. That sounds awesome."
The kitten raised its right paw and started tapping the woman's nose. Regina flinched at the touch but Emma was determined to wake her up."Come on, babe."
She continued until she heard a groan from her wife.
"Emma, get your paws off me," Regina roared. Her mind didn't register the name.
"Emma? Are you dream-talking or you know?"
She tapped the nose once again and Regina's eyes snapped open.
"Emma, stop scratching me."
"Oh, so you know?"
The woman realized just now she had called her wife by her name.
"Okay. I know you are kitten." She shifted in bed leaning her back on the headboard and placing the animal on her belly. "I figured that you performed some spell during the night and as a result I woke next to a kitten. And before you ask, I can't read your thoughts nor I know how to change you back. And I don't want to change you for now."
"Why?" Emma meowed looking straight into brown eyes.
"You know I have been freaking out about the pregnancy and you just sat there and..." Regina avoided the furry ball on her belly for a while. "I can't...I'm not sure I can do it..." Tears streamed down her eyes as she looked down at her wife.
Emma walked on her and sat just over Regina's heart. She gazed her wife and meowed. "I love you."
"You know...I...can't understand you...because you are meowing," the woman whispered between sobs.
"I know," the kitten nodded.
"I love you, Emma."
"I love you too, Regina."
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"You know that having a baby was my dream ever since I was five," Regina said as she slid down the bed and lied flat on her back.
Emma rested her head over Regina's heart. The beat was strong and in sync with hers.
"I wanted to have two children. First, a boy who would be the heir of the throne. Because Cora was all about making me Queen."
"And she succeeded," Emma thought.
"And a girl who would be my princess. I swore that I would never treat her like my mother treated me."
"You'll be great."
"But now..." Regina fondled the tiny fur ball resting over her heart, "being actually pregnant...I don't know," she sighed.
"Whatever would be great."
"The sex doesn't matter. All that matters is to have it."
"You don't have womb curse, Regina. Stop with that theory."
"But we have to choose names, right? So let me think about it."
"I think we have more pressing issue here. I'm still a kitten."
"Ursula? She would be great aunt and godmother."
"Too fat," Emma snorted in her mind. "We are not naming our baby after her."
"Or maybe...Alexander. It sounds majestic and powerful."
"It sounds dead. We are not naming our baby after a dead guy."
"Or Cleopatra? I read her story and she was great woman."
"Because she reminds you of yourself."
"She is powerful, smart, determined and epitome of beauty for her time."
"I don't like her end though."
"Victoria is charge with power too."
"Oh, no. I'm not letting the Evil power-hungry Queen name our baby."
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"You know, I'm very mad at you." Regina looked down at the kitten.
"About?" Emma looked up.
"You may be a cute little kitten, but you are still my wife and I am very mad at you for not being here when I took the test and...when I was freaking out about it...and..." Regina's tears emerged and streamed down her sides. "You were just sitting there being kitten and I fucking needed a hug, damn you."
The woman was angry shaking and crying mess and it broke Emma's heart that she is so tiny. She knew what her wife needed. Regina wanted skin contact and strong arms around her. Emma was stricken suddenly with an idea.
With her small left paw she started making circles around the heart area. As if that could sooth the raging woman, but she could die trying.
Despite her trembling body Regina felt the kitten's actions. She cursed herself for being so emotional but after all she was pregnant. So blame it on the hormones. She looked down at the animal and seeing the green eyes staring at her with so much love...She cried more...with tears and sobs and hitched breath.
Fucking hormones, she thought.
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Half an hour later Regina was calm with smirk spread across her red lips and a playful glint in her eyes. She looked down at her wife and sighed.
"I have to go out and buy something."
The animal raised its head.
"For tonight."
Without further explanation the woman set the kitten carefully on the free side of the bed. She stood up and looked around until her eyes found her purse and then her phone.
"I'm going shopping," she said, and before Emma could reach the edge of the bed she was out of the room.
"Fuck," Emma thought as she jumped on the floor.
Regina was descending down the stairs and dialing Ruby's number.
The kitten saw her exiting the house and sighed.
"Home alone, kitten edition."
The kitten went downstairs, which seemed like it took hours. It was hard to jump down all those stairs with those tiny limbs.
Emma lay down for a few minutes on the floor, tired. "Never gonna make fun of cats any more. Cats rock. They are the best. If they are big. Not like this. What is this fuckery? Why I am so small?"
She recalled the night she turned herself.
Flashback
"Oh, dear God. That fucking...mouth of yours...Oh, yes...right there...More...Um..."
Regina was trying to brace herself. She was starting to sound pathetic with all the moaning and groaning, which were a direct result of her wife's talented tongue. She was thrashing and convulsing on their king-sized bed for what felt like an hours.
"Fucking tease." Her deep-throated voice reached Emma's ears.
"Mmm." The blonde's response vibrated in her core, finally sending her over the edge.
The orgasm ripped through her whole body, twisting it in the most impossible ways. Emma, on the other side, was enjoying being trapped between her wife's legs with hands on her hips trying to hold her down. The grip wasn't successful because the Regina was pulling away from her. The brunette was oversensitive and wanted that offensive mouth away from her.
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Emma understood that, but she was in tease mode all day. She made few casual licks over the too-sensitive clit, which made Regina's hips jerk up. Emma's tongue flicked one more time.
"Stop," Regina cried out as her hands pushed Emma's head on a safe distance from her still trembling flesh.
"If you...want to lick...lick yourself," she said between pants.
Emma laughed as she lied down next to her wife.
"Not funny," Regina whispered resting her hand on her eyes.
"Actually it is. You are rejecting the best lick of your life." The blonde's hand was making lazy circles over the other woman's stomach, delighted by the way the muscles squirm under her touched.
"Shut up."
Regina enjoyed the silence until...
"You know I can't lick myself."
"Oh, you can."
"I can?"
"Mhmm."
"How?"
"You are flexible as cat. You shouldn't have problems." Regina turned her back on her wife with the hope that the conversation was over.
"Cats lick themselves?"
"They do. Go lick yourself."
Silence until...
"Stop nudging me," Regina spat.
"You own me..."
"Go lick yourself."
The silence this time lasted longer. Until Emma could hear Regina's even breathing. She pondered over the fact that cats could lick themselves. According to her wife, that is.