HAPPY THANKGIVING!

A/N: I must have been in a really festive mood because y'all are getting two chapters tonight. I hope you enjoy.

Chapter 57

Emma walked back into the cell room with Regina. She seemed a little out of sorts, but she didn't want to upset Regina. Blue's discussion had awakened some feelings inside her that she wasn't sure she was ready to face. Some she had been fighting since she broke the Curse years ago. She didn't want to think about herself as a princess. She was happy in the knowledge that Regina was queen and that was enough for her. She didn't need a title. She was perfectly fine being the Sheriff or Regina's knight. She wasn't a princess. She never had been. It didn't matter that it was her birth rite.

"You really shouldn't think so loud, Swan. It might hurt your Charming brain. Now come over here and tell me what's wrong," Regina demanded.

Emma looked over at Regina. The beautiful brunette was now lounging on a sort of bed couch. Emma was sure that there was a technical name for it, but she didn't care. The cream colored cushions were thick and look very comfortable. The darker accent pillows in the corner of the queen sized couch bed matched the dark mahogany of Regina's eyes. She saw Regina curled up in the corner of the lounger bed, tucked under a conjured blanket from home, and reading a book. She looked at peace, but Emma could see the well-hidden turmoil in her face.

Regina looked up from her position. She put the book down on the side rail of the bed that had a mocked surrounding headboard and bookshelf in one. She looked at home. It was then that Emma noticed the stemless glass of wine in one of her hands and her black reading glasses in the other. She looked spectacular.

"Emma?"

"Hi."

"Hello, Dear. I take it that your discussion with Blue didn't go as you expected. What did she say to you, Emma? You look like a beaten dog," Regina remarked.

"She said that she would do it."

"Then what is bothering you?"

"Do you honestly want to marry me?"

"Where did that come from?"

"Do you honestly want to be with me?" Emma asked her again.

"Yes, Emma, I do."

"Would you care if Remy was a bastard?"

"No."

"Would the people care when it came to her being an heir?"

"I don't know. She would be your daughter, just as Henry is your son. I am sure that they would overlook the part about us not being married. It wouldn't matter if we named her heir apparent. But, that would actually only matter if we were in the Enchanted Forest, which we aren't. So, what are you asking me about this?" Regina questioned and sat up on her knees on the bed.

Emma took a step towards the bed, but she didn't make a point to sit down or go to Regina. She just stood there dumbly and looked down at the Queen. Even in the magically bound room and in a pair of jeans and one of Emma's T-shirts, Regina looked more at peace than she had in days. Emma was envious. She felt Regina move across the bed on her knees to be nearer to her.

"Emma, sit down and tell me what's wrong."

Emma sat down on the edge of the bed, close to one of the bookcase sides. She leaned onto the wood as she felt Regina getting closer. When Regina enveloped her in her arms, Emma leaned back into the embrace and melted into her lover.

"Emma…"

"I am scared."

"Of what?"

"Losing you and Henry."

"Is that why you want to get married?"

"Yes…no…maybe."

"Which is it, Swan?" Regina asked mockingly stern.

"I love you."

"I love you, too."

"I want to marry you because I love you."

"But, there are more reasons?" Regina inquired.

"Yes."

"Like?"

"I don't want Remy to grow up without both of us."

"Being married doesn't guarantee that."

"I know that."

"Are you afraid that we haven't won?"

"Yes."

"And, marrying me is going to make that better?" Regina asked.

"I don't know, maybe…yes."

Regina got back on her knees. She gently pulled Emma back across the bed until they were in the corner again. She got settled and then pulled Emma down between her legs so that her back was resting against Regina's chest. As soon as Emma was in place, she dropped her head backwards and rested it on Regina's shoulder.

"Emma…talk to me. You were so ready to get married earlier. What changed?"

"Blue made me think."

"And, thinking is a bad thing."

"No, she just made me see how selfish I'm being. Henry is the male heir of the first born heir and crown princess of Snow and David. His legitimacy won't be contested, but Remy's could. I don't want anyone to question that she is ours. I love you. You are my True Love and I would do anything for you. I hope you know that, but I wonder if I've pushed you into this marriage without proper reasoning. I don't want you to feel obligated into marrying me," Emma told her.

"I don't."

"You don't?"

"No, Emma, I don't. I love you. While you were with Blue, I was speaking with Tink."

"Then who's with Coraline?"

"Nova, Belle and Red, she's fine. But, Tink made me realize that I didn't need to be afraid of marriage. You are not your grandfather. You actually love me. You aren't with me because of your child and you want trophy on your arm. You want me for me. You've proven your love for me over and over again. You've given me two beautiful children. And, I know that everything that you do is for our family, Emma. You've always tried to provide the best outcome for our family regardless of what it might mean for you," Regina explained.

"But what if it isn't enough?"

"That is a risk that we all have to take. We have learned to trust our love and damn your parents, but they have proven time and time again that with love anything is possible. They set the example and damn them if they weren't right. We've proven that with our love we can do anything, too. We rescued Henry from Pan. We stopped Pan. We fought the Darkness and survived. We will get through this…together. Married or not, you are my partner for life."

"You mean that? Like really mean it?"

"Yes, Emma, I do."

"I love you."

"I love you, too, Dear."

"I asked Blue for a hand fasting."

"And, she agreed?"

"She did."

"That Moth surprises me more and more today. She has been supporting us since Coraline got to town. Blue has her own reasons, and I may never understand them or agree with them. If you'll have me, Emma, I will be bound to you forever. I would be honored," Regina told her.

Regina reached down and laced her fingers with Emma's. They held hands and relaxed into each other. Each soaking in the quiet strength of the other, they melded into each other. Regina could finally feel Emma relax. She rubbed arm with her free hand and heard Emma mewl in her ear. It just made her hold onto Emma tighter.

Emma just turned her head and nuzzled into Regina. She settled into the warmth she found there and started absentmindedly kissed Regina's throat. Regina moaned a little and pulled Emma further into her, not that she had room to do it. The kisses became more insistent and deeper.

"Emma…"

She didn't stop. She nipped a little. Regina leaned her head away to give Emma more access.

"Emma…" she moaned again.

Emma didn't stop. When Regina realized what Emma needed, she let go of her hand. Emma whimpered at the loss of the connection until she felt Regina's hand slide up under her trademark tank top. Emma moaned as Regina's hand made contact with her skin.

As she felt the heat from Regina's hands burning into her skin, she kissed her neck harder. She nipped at the skin beneath her lips and she felt Regina' slight moan there. Emma had to laugh a little bit, but she didn't stop kissing.

"What's so funny?" Regina asked her as she started to gain her senses.

"I love you."

"And, that's funny?"

"No, it isn't."

"Then why are you laughing?" Regina questioned.

"Because I enjoy you."

"You enjoy me?"

"In many different ways," Emma added.

"And, that's funny?"

"No, you make me happy."

"I would hope so, Dear."

"Do I make you happy?" Emma asked her.

"Immensely," Regina told her as she turned her head to kiss Emma.

Emma moaned into their kiss. She realized a little too late that Regina hadn't moved her hand from under her shirt. She felt the heat spreading from Regina was touching to further down her body. Her core was on fire and she squirmed a little, still in Regina's grasp.

With one hand Regina pulled Emma back further into her and with the other, she raked up Emma's torso. She heard Emma's gasp. She knew that Emma wasn't afraid of a little rough loving, but she didn't want to be rough. She soothed the skin beneath her hands.

As she continued to kiss Emma, she let her hands wander up her torso. She found both of Emma's breasts. She cupped them and tweaked them through the satin bra that Emma was wearing. Emma moaned. It was Regina's turn to giggle slightly.

"Okay, what's so funny?"

"I understand what you are saying now. I love you, too, Emma. I love you so much."

Regina didn't have time to say anything else because Emma had recaptured her mouth in a soul searing kiss. Emma tongued at her lips begging for entrance and Regina allowed her to deepen the kiss. All thought left them except thoughts about each other and the moment they were sharing. Somewhere in the deep logical recesses of Regina's mind, she knew that they both needed this. They needed each other and they needed to express that need.

Regina suddenly felt the need for more. She pulled down the satin and lace that were holding Emma's bosom. She wanted to tear it from her body, but she wasn't in a position to do that, yet. She pulled it away and her hands found Emma's hardened nipples quickly. Emma whimpered at the contact, but she could tell that Regina wanted more. She sat forward just a little, and to Regina's dismay. Once she felt like there was enough room between them, she pulled her tank top off and removed her bra. Regina smiled, but was a little disappointed that she hadn't gotten to remove the satin and lace. Now naked from the waist up, Emma sat back in between her legs and melted into her body again.

Regina squeezed and molded her hands against Emma's breasts. Emma moaned and dropped her head onto Regina's shoulder again. Her breath played against Regina's ears and each whimpered moan only served to turn Regina on more. Holding on to Emma, Regina touched her body. Exploring it from a new angle, she could believe the sight. Emma reached out and placed her hands on Regina's thighs. She squeezed and touched every inch of skin that she could.

"Baby…" Emma moaned out.

"I've got you, Dear."

Emma mewled. She was enjoying the sharpness of Regina's nails as they raked against her skin. She was getting wetter with each pinch of her nipples. She felt like she was going to coming out of her skin as Regina continued to stroke and fondle her chest and torso. Regina molded her hands to Emma's ribs.

"'Gina…"

"What?"

"Touch me…"

"I am," Regina replied.

"You know what I mean," Emma hissed.

Regina did. She knew exactly what Emma needed. She needed to feel the love of another human so close to her that her heart might explode. It was the only thing that Regina could think about sometimes when they were together. She couldn't explain the feeling in words. Words couldn't explain the feelings that they had together, naked, in bed, against a wall, against each other and touching each other's soul. Yes, she knew exactly what Emma needed in that moment.

Her hand slowly glided down Emma's abs towards her jeans. Her fingers deftly undid the button. As soon as it was released, Emma unzipped the zipper. She grabbed the hand that was toying with ab muscles and pulled to the hem of her jeans. Regina didn't need any other invitation. Slowly, she inched her fingers under the waist of the jeans. She was surprised to find no waistband for any underwear. Emma must have thought she was hesitating, because she wrapped a single hand around Regina's hand and pushed her further in her pants.

Her fingers found her heat easily. Emma held onto her wrist as a single finger probed her folds. A gasp escaped her lips as Regina's finger found her clit. Regina toyed with it. She rubbed it, alternating pressure and frequency. It drove Emma crazy. She couldn't get into a rhythm long enough in order for her to find her orgasm.

"Baby…" Emma whined.

"Shh…just enjoy," Regina replied.

She tweaked her nipple with hand and her clit with the other. Emma gasped and then moaned at the pressure. Regina tried to move her hand further in Emma's impossibly tight jeans, but she couldn't get the angle she wanted. Knowing that Emma was close and wanting to take her higher so many times before reality came crashing down again around them, Regina moved her other hand down from Emma's breast to her hip.

Regina wasn't sure if Emma got the message. She gripped her hip hard. Her fingers were splayed against her warm pale skin as she clenched Emma's hip and tried to force the jeans downwards. Emma pushed herself up somewhat and started to help Regina get her jeans off. The denim slowly made its way down Emma's long pale legs.

Regina huffed as she had to let go of Emma for her to fully take the jeans off. Emma smiled as she removed them. She was now fully naked. When she came back to Regina, she wanted to face her, take her clothes off and make love to her, but Regina just shook her head. So she resumed her position between Regina's legs. As soon as she was settled again, Regina's hands were all over her body. It was her fingers had been in pain without the feel of Emma beneath them. She molded her hands back to Emma's sides. Rememorizing every inch of her body, Regina took her time, again, before she ran her hand down towards her core.

Her fingers skimmed over the wet folds, enjoying the feeling as she pushed through them. Emma laid her head back against her shoulder again. She didn't even try to hold the cries and whimpers of pleasure in. She let them out in full force, enjoying the freedom and the feelings that she was experiencing. It was like Emma was an instrument that Regina was re-familiarizing herself with, she loved playing and had missed so dearly that words could not express the passion that the music she created with her hands.

Regina soaked up every whimper, every moan, every plea that fell from Emma's lips. They were like a fine wine that she herself could only get drunk on and she planned on getting her fill. She needed more. She wanted to drown in Emma. She needed to feel her beneath her lips, too. She reached up with one hand and held her head against her shoulder as she turned her head to feast upon her throat. Emma moaned out and she could feel the vibrations against her lips. She sighed as she continued to kiss her open mouth, laving her neck over and over again.

Finally, it wasn't enough. She tore her mouth from Emma's neck. She moved down towards her shoulder. As her lips found the delicate and heated skin there, one hand meandered back up to Emma's breasts. She clamped down hard, pulling Emma's body back into hers again. In her vice grip, Regina molded every curve of their bodies together. She snaked her other hand over Emma's hip and into her folds.

Dipping and flicking, Regina toyed with her. She needed to hear her. When Emma's frustration began to be vocalized with her whimpers, Regina took mercy on her and applied a heavier pressure on her clit. Giving her just enough stimulation for the whimpers to turn back into moans, she didn't relent. When she got what she wanted, she went back to playing, always keeping Emma just on the edge without enough to fall over.

"Gods, how I love you," Regina whispered, not realizing that she'd said it.

"I love you, too, Baby…"

"Emma…" she replied in warning.

"Please, 'Gina…please…"

She knew why Emma was begging and she liked it. She wondered how long Emma could actually last, but she knew that reality would come through the door at any minute. She couldn't have that. She waved a hand and locked the door. It would only unlock for magic and she was sure that Blue wasn't going to force if she knew that both Emma and Regina were in there. And even if she did, Regina would have enough time to "deal with the situation." She smiled. She was so lost in Emma at the moment, but she could feel the pain and sadness starting to creep back in. She began to hesitate in her ministrations and Emma could tell.

"Stay with me, Regina…love me…." She pleaded.

"I do, Dear. I love you so damn much that it hurts sometimes. Gods, Emma…do you know how beautiful you are? Your beauty makes your mother look like a spinster. Nothing pales in comparison to your beauty…your compassion…your never ending, unwavering, and imbecilic hope…and by the gods…your passion. I've never felt something so raw…so vulnerable…so beautiful…so awesome that I want to drown in it every minute of every day like I do when I am with you. You are everything that I wanted and more. I didn't know how lost I was until the day you told me you loved me…I was yours before that, but to know that you wanted me, too…."

"You are my Queen…" Emma replied.

She reached out with her hands. She needed to feel Regina against her. She whimpered when she realized that she couldn't touch her the way she wanted, she needed. She tried in vain, but Regina could feel her struggle.

She let Emma go. Emma grumbled at the maneuver until she felt Regina's hands on her back. She could feel her knuckles as they brushed against her skin. She didn't know what it meant until she felt Regina pull her back again. As soon as her back felt Regina's bare torso touch it, Emma let out a keening moan. Regina returned to her shoulder with her lips, a hip with one hand and her core with the other. Emma's moan turned into a pleasured wail.

Her finger teased Emma. Emma arched back into her. Regina held her fast. Finally after what seemed like hours to Emma, Regina gave her a little more. She flexed her fingers against her core and Emma yelped. Regina cocked an eyebrow at the sound and mentally filed that for later as she turned and kissed her deeply.

She brushed her tongue against Emma's lips, tasting her and asking for more. Emma smiled and opened her mouth allowing her to deepen the kiss. Their tongues dueled for dominance, but neither of them cared who won. It was merely an exploration of their admiration for one another. Emma was getting drunk on what Regina was doing to her and Regina was getting high on Emma's sounds and body. It was perfect.

As their kiss continued, she allowed her fingers more reign. After her fingers found the proof of Emma's wanting, Regina couldn't hold back. Emma was soaked and Regina buried two fingers quickly into her. She leaned back into the cushioned head and side boards of the couch bed as she slowly set a pace. The feeling of Emma's body wrapped around her fingers drove her.

Needing more in that moment but not wanting to change their positions, Regina brought her hand up to her mouth. Emma growled at both the loss of kiss and loss of touch until her bright viridian eyes caught the sight before her. Her pupils were completely blown as Regina tasted her essence on those fingers. Emma tried to breath, but the look and moans that Regina were producing stole it. She sucked in and clamped down on her legs, clenching her thighs, not thinking about how badly she could be bruising Regina in that moment.

"Emma…gods…" Regina moaned.

She pushed her hand deeper. Burying her two middle fingers inside her to the knuckle, Regina titled her thumb up just enough to brush against her clit with each down stroke. Emma bent in half. Her body already overly sensitized from the teasing, she had no idea how she was holding on that long. Every fiber in her being was screaming for release.

Emma thought back to a day months ago. It was a blissful day for them all. They were happy, but she learned so much about the women in her life that she could never forget. And, she had no idea why her mind went there now, but she didn't care as long as Regina didn't stop…ever.

"Regina, it isn't like that," Will stated.

"Then what is it like, Will? Because I would really like to know. Can you give me that?"

"I'm not really like Lestat, Regina and you know that. But the only one that could find Eden with me would my Beauty because she is a princess like no other. And, she's just like her mother, another princess, too," Will replied.

Regina looked at her puzzled. She didn't catch the reference, but Will could tell that Emma did. Emma shook her head at them both. She couldn't help but smile, but she knew that she would have to talk with Regina later. She was sure that Regina would ask her what Will was talking about when they were alone and she didn't feel out of place.

"Should I call you, Christina Grey, instead of Lestat? Or, would Anastasia be more appropriate?" Emma asked before stating, "Either way, I am not sure I want to know. She is my daughter, too. Remember?"

Will laughed. Emma and she were sharing a private joke at Coraline and Regina's expense. Coraline scrunched up her face at the end of Emma's comments, because she realized that Emma and Will were somehow discussing some sort of sexual reference using names they didn't know. When Emma and Will saw her face, they both laughed. Regina just looked angrier at them for laughing.

"No, Emma. I think Regina would be a Grey before I would."

Emma immediately stopped laughing. She turned to Regina, mouth agape, and gave her a questioning look. Regina seemed to have caught up a little bit by Will's statements, but she still didn't quite get the joke. She gave a quick smirk and arched her eyebrow at Emma's sudden blush.

"Something the matter, Dear?" Regina asked her.

"We'll talk about that later," Emma choked out.

"Go on and have fun tonight, Coraline. Don't stay up too late. We are meeting Ruby, Belle, and your Grams for breakfast at Granny's in the morning. We need to discuss the Blackness some more. We need to compare notes on what we know and what you know."

"I haven't forgotten that, Mom. Good night, Mom, Ma. I'll see you both there in the morning."

Emma watched her leave. She just stared after Coraline and Will. They did look good together, but the information that Emma just heard from Will made her wonder about her daughter. She was the perfect blend of Regina and Emma, but how far did that blend go, she wondered.

"Do you care to explain the joke to me, now?" Regina asked.

"What joke?"

"The joke that Will made at my expense. You seemed to understand it perfectly. Care to tell me what it was? And, why when she turned your phrase back around, you suddenly got quiet? Who is this Christina Grey? And, why would it matter if Will used their name or not?" Regina asked her.

"We are going to need lots of cider for this discussion."

"You need a drink, now?" Regina questioned her.

"Several," Emma replied, moving into the study and pouring herself a glass from the decanter. "I know that it seems really early for this, but once I explain it to you, you won't be thinking that. I can't believe with as well read as you are that you didn't catch the reference. I'll have to let you borrow my copies."

Emma felt her body bow upwards. The knot in her stomach told her what was coming. The white light in her eyes and the warmth building in her body only hinted at the ecstasy she was about to experience curtesy of Regina's knowing hands. God, how that woman could make her scream! Internally she giggled at the faces Regina had made while reading the Fifty Shades Saga, but she was more concerned with how she reacted to Exit to Eden.

Emma knew that played before, but tonight was different. Regina's touch was different. There was no pain/pleasure threshold. It was all too sweet and loving. Emma was complaining, but she didn't know how to deal with it once it was over. She loved Regina, but she wondered if Regina was doing this more for her or herself.

Emma had gotten lost in thought and the coiled tension has lessened. Regina must have felt it because she began to nip on her earlobe. She knew what that would do to Emma and she succeeded in bringing Emma back to her and that room. Emma sighed as she body began looking for her release again. She arched and mewled. There didn't seem to be an end to Regina and a beginning to her in that moment.

And, the most glorious thing happened to her…. She came. She felt from the top of her head to her toes and she reveled in it. She felt the stress of the day leaving her as she was bathed in Regina's love. She realized then that there was nothing that they couldn't do together; because she knew that together they were stronger.

It was in that moment that Emma needed to feel her. She really needed to feel Regina against her. It wasn't enough that she was still leaning against her. She wanted to feel Regina beneath her. She needed to feel Regina beneath her. She needed to make Regina feel how much she loved her, cherished her, needed her…

Emma spun around, catching Regina off guard. As much as she enjoyed Regina holding her in her afterglow, Emma slowly lay down on top of her. She met her dark eyes. She could see how blown Regina's pupils were and she smiled.

"Emma?" Regina questioned looking up into her eyes.

"I love you," Emma told her.

She bent down and kissed her. She lightly nipped on Regina's bottom lip. She kissed her like there was no tomorrow. The fervor and want were delicately spoken with each movement of her lips against Regina's. She could feel Regina's moan vibrating through her mouth. She smiled into the kiss and slowly tugged at her lip again. Regina grabbed her back and dug her fingertips into the pliant flesh. Emma struggled against the moan building inside her as she teased the corner of her mouth with her tongue. When Regina sighed, breathing out, Emma plundered her mouth with her tongue. She was telling Regina with her entire mouth how much Regina was hers. She wasn't trying to possess her. She was worshiping the woman she loved.

"Emma…" Regina panted through kisses.

Emma's hands found her hips. She pulled Regina into her, crushing their bodies against each other. She rejoiced in the feeling of Regina's bare skin against her, but she knew that it wasn't enough. Her hands began the slow descent down Regina's body.

Emma was mentally mapping every inch of her skin. She counted each rib with her fingers. She felt each dimple in her skin. She basked in every luxurious curve. She felt the heat of Regina's skin under her fingers and she sighed, her breath tickling the sensitive flesh of Regina's neck. She could feel Regina's body respond to her touches. The goosebumps giving her arousal away.

"Emma…I need to feel…" she started.

"You need to feel what, Love?" Emma asked her between kisses down her neck.

"More…more…more of you…" Regina stammered between each passionate soul-burning kiss.

Emma didn't need to be told twice. Her hands found their way to Regina's pants and deftly undid them. Seconds later they were on the floor, thrown over the top of the bed to parts of the room unknown. And, Regina and Emma couldn't care less. The only thing that mattered was being close to each other, close as they could, and closer than they had ever been.

Regina began to wonder if they could ever be close enough to each other. She wondered if this is what Snow and Charming felt when they were together. She felt like she wasn't hole without Emma and she wondered if Emma felt the same to her. Her mind drifted to the hand fasting that Blue was going to officiate later. She couldn't help but ponder if it would really bind their souls together. Would they actually be one? Would she fuller because of it?

Emma sat back just enough. She let her eyes wonder down the woman before her. She saw Regina shutter. She could help but think of how much she loved her. She wondered if she would look at her later, in their marriage bed, with so much wonder and adoration. She knew that she would never stop loving Regina. There was just too much to love and new reasons every time they were together. Ever smile Regina gave her, Emma fell deeper.

"Emma…"

She leaned forward and captured her lips, nibbling and teasing her mouth. Her hands were secured to Regina's hips, because somewhere in the back of Emma's mind she was afraid that if she let go of her, Regina would be gone. Lips and tongues danced against each other, learning and worshiping each other.

Finally needing to feel Regina in the most intimate way she could, Emma moved across her hip and let her long fingers play in the pooling wetness. Regina hissed in a breath at the contact. Her eyes screwed shut as she keened out in pleasure. Emma teased for only mere seconds. Her need and her want to make Regina hers in every sense of the word over rode her sensibility. She plunged into her, deeply, swiftly, and hard. Regina bucked at the sensation and grabbed a hold of Emma again, pulling her down on top of her, skin to skin.

For once, Regina let her mind go blank as Emma took her to heights previously unknown. Emma had been the first lover that she'd been with that could make her see the stars with her climax and she reveled in it, each and every time they made love.

She opened her eyes and looked up into Emma's jade eyes. There was so much said in those orbs that Regina wanted to cry at the sheer, unadulterated passion that Emma had. She reached up and brushed some of Emma's hair behind her ear. She ran her hand through the locks before resting at the back of her neck. She slightly massaged the tense muscles there before bringing Emma back down for a kiss.

Emma for her part couldn't stop her brain. She was enjoying the warmth and the wetness of Regina's core. She felt like a princess every time they were together. Regina was her queen and she would spend the rest of her life making sure that she knew that. And, right now, that meant giving her a mind-numbing orgasm. She began she scissor her fingers inside Regina.

Regina reared up slightly from the new movement, but she found herself quickly. Starting to move with the rhythm that Emma was giving her, she met Emma's hand with her hips on each down stroke. But, on every up stroke, she was gasping for breath as her thumb would brush against Regina's hardened clitoris. The movement was delicious for them both.

Regina could hear herself panting and for once, she didn't care. She wanted the fiery blonde and she wanted all of her. Emma knew that Regina needed more. She added another finger and turned her hand over. Instead of scissoring with each plunge inwards, Emma began using a "come hither" motion. Her thumb was glued to Regina's budding pearl, rubbing with each caress. She could feel all breath leave her.

Emma needed more. She could see how close Regina was, but she wanted more. She leaned down and lightly bit Regina's breast. Regina howled out in pleasure, both hands finding Emma's head and holding her to her breast. Emma suckled for a while, letting each flick of her tongue match the steady fondling of her womanhood. Regina was flying high on ecstasy.

The wantonness in their voices could have been heard in another town, but they didn't care. They needed this. They needed to feed their need for each other and revel in it. They needed the intimate closeness that only they could give each other. Both knowing how much it would scar everyone if they could see them in the moment, they needed more.

Emma pulled up just enough to move down Regina's body. She kissed between the valley of her breasts, nipping, sucking and licking her claim to Regina's love and body. Marking her Emma's with each kiss, Emma shimmied down her sweat slickened and high loved body until she was between Regina's thighs and looking at her beautiful body. Her eyes raked up and down her body before settling in the most beautiful sight before her.

Emma felt like a wanderer in a desert that just found an oasis. She was thirsty and she needed a drink. Regina was the only think that could parch her thirst. Tentatively, knowing how sensitive Regina had to be, she lightly ran her tongue through her folds. Her fingers never stopped, though as she plunged her tongue inside.

Regina came undone immediately. She arched so hard Emma was afraid that she'd break her back from the angle. She knew that Regina needed something more. She needed that push that would shove her over the edge completely. She continued moving her fingers until she found the elusive spot inside. When she did, she began to stroke it in earnest. Her lips wrapped around her bundle of nerves and she sucked, drinking in Regina's wetness. She didn't realize that she was humming her approval and want until she felt her moving beneath her. There was more that Emma could do and she knew it. With her free hand, she reached up Regina's body until she found a handful of breast. She grasped it roughly and squeezed, alternately flicking the rock hard nipple with her fingers. She knew that was what Regina needed. Finally, she could feel the beginnings of Regina coming hard. She was squeezing Emma's fingers, pulling them further inside her. She body was vibrating, preparing for the uncoiling of the wound tight pleasure that was coursing through her body.

And, then she the most beautiful sound ever fall from Regina's lip in an almost silent scream, "Emma…!"

Regina felt the release begin in her core and flow through out her body. She cried out her passion to anyone and anything that would listen. Emma slowly stroked her back to reality and her body slumped against the mattress.

She couldn't stop the tears. She turned her head away from Emma, not wanting her to see her like that. She was ashamed. She couldn't understand why she was crying after feeling something so wonderful. She felt stupid and for once, she couldn't force her walls up. It was like Emma had broken them all down and hid the stonework from her.

"Regina?" Emma asked as she slowly moved Regina's head back to facing her.

Regina didn't answer, still ashamed at herself. She couldn't understand why she felt so exposed but so loved at the same time. She wondered if it was the magical room they were in. She wanted to run away from Emma. She wanted to hide as an unexpected wave of grief came over her.

"Baby?"

Regina couldn't even be mad at her. She tried to weakly smile, but couldn't. The tears kept coming, softly and slowly, but they kept coming.

"Regina?"

She could hear the worry and the passion in Emma's voice. This wasn't fair. She shouldn't feel this happy and sad at the same time. She didn't like being this open and vulnerable.

"Regina, love…please…tell me what's wrong," Emma begged of her.

"Don't."

"Don't what?" Emma questioned.

"Don't leave me…"

"Oh, Regina…" Emma stated, her heart breaking with Regina's.

"I can't lose you, too…" Regina stammered.

"You aren't going to lose me, Love. I will always be by your side. You'll see. We'll die on the same day…in each other's arms…when we're old and gray…surrounded by grandchildren."

"Damn you, Charming Princess," Regina muttered.

Emma laughed and held her closer. She kissed Regina and then rolled them over so she could hold Regina until her fears were gone. As the got comfortable, Emma waved her hand and a thick blanket covered them. Regina smiled into her breast and snuggled deeper.

"I am not going anywhere, Regina. You're stuck with me. I love you."

"I love you, too, Emma," Regina told her before drifting into a much needed sleep.