AN: I'm gonna keep it going, I'm shooting for WEEKLY updates on this, I kind of dig the idea so hopefully you guys will enjoy it. ((shrug))
"Emma, Emma, Emma!" I hear her running down the hall of the sheriff's station calling my name, talk about getting your blood pumping. I run out to meet her and we run right into each other, "Emma!"
"What's wrong, are you ok?" I'm worried, looking for signs of distress, my mind flashes a million directions not sure—wait, she can't be pregnant yet there is no way! I've only taken the potion 3 times, there is no way! She sees my eyes go wide in panic and pushes me back into my office so the whole sheriff station doesn't know what we are talking about, I expect my dad back any time.
"I'm not pregnant, Emma, not yet." She smiles, she knows that these things take time and it's something we discussed when we got into this, these things don't happen overnight. Some couples have tried years before conceiving a child, what makes me think this would be any different? Maybe that you have magic bubbling between the two of you that the realms have not seen in eons. My inner monologue is still going and I'm still waiting for her to tell me what's going on.
"I found a solution to your potion problem," she smiled and handed me a book, Elvish…perfect! I raise my brows at her in confusion, waiting for her to explain since I still have not figured out incantations for the life of me. The dark one-ness gave me power, great power, but spell reading was still not my strong suit. "I found a spell that could help us conceive without giving you a penis and without having to take a potion." She was blunt and obviously very excited. I didn't tell her that the potion was shit, she just kind of assumed as it seemed I ran from her every time I drank it. It's vile and leaves a nasty taste, I mean worth it yes, because I get to feel my woman inside and out in the most amazing way and hopefully create a child but it definitely isn't my favorite part of the process.
"Ok so what do we need to do then?" I sit down, my heartrate finally back to normal after that small rush.
"We are going to start by crafting candles Emma, as a couple. Let's call it a date night and have fun with it huh?" She smiled lovingly at me, as if the thought of a simple date night was her everything at this moment.
"Why do I feel you are leaving something out?" I am weary of her intentions, it seems too simple, there must be more to it that. She grabs the other chair in my office and pulls it closer to mine, grabbing my hand, stroking it gently.
"Emma you know my intentions are pure. This is something I want more than anything, and you as well. I will explain as we go ok? It's extremely difficult to lay it all out for you to process when I'm still trying to figure a lot of it out myself." She was scared to admit that last part but it was the important part, Regina usually knows everything there is to know about magic and to have her not be 100% knowledgeable on something…especially magic, made me extremely nervous.
"Look, I—Regina I do want this but I just don't want you or I, or a baby hurt in this process ok?" She looked hurt, my comment did sound like I wanted to give up this quest for a child of our own. "I guess there isn't harm in making candles." I shrug, I've never made candles, I always enjoy the flicker of candlelight over Regina's beautiful skin. My mind starts to wander as she talks about something.
"Em—Emma! Are you still with me?" Regina snapped, trying to get my attention.
"Yeah sorry my mind wandered, was thinking about candles—" I shake my head and laugh at how stupid that sounded.
"Dinner is at 7, don't be late please." She rises from her chair and kisses me gently, caressing my cheek always leaving me wanting more. I sigh, my brain thinking in overdrive as I lay my head down on my desk for just a moment…
"Hey kiddo, everything ok in there?" My dad knocks gently as he questions and I jolt up, papers plastered to my face, apparently confused that I had dozed for quite some time. I smile and nod, I know everything will be ok, there are just a few obstacles to get across. Like how two magic beings…specifically two women, will make a baby together? Yup that one.
"Thanks for checkin' in dad. How is Neal and mom?" I rub the sleep from my face and attempt to make small talk since I don't see my parents a whole lot anymore and now with this baby secrecy I don't want to hint at anything.
"Growing like a weed and your mom is—well she's your mom. Snow White needs a vacation." He laughed gently, joking really. Mom is hard working and refuses to let anyone get her down and vacations? You just try to tell that woman to take a vacation, maybe a new curse or monster will get her out of her rut. Shut up mind.
"Maybe we'll get together this weekend for dinner? I'm sure Regina would love to see Neal, she misses when Henry was little, he's so independent now." I realize I'm the one hinting having a new baby in the works, possibly.
"Yeah of course! Just keep us in the loop Em, we'd love to get together." He smiled and moseyed on to his own desk as I got back to my stack of paperwork Regina would have my ass for.
"Hey babe," I wander into the kitchen and see Regina working furiously at the stove.
"Emma, your home, I mean of course you are home but I'm excited for dinner…excited for you to try dinner." She's rambling all the sudden and I'm nervous again, ever since this whole idea of having a baby popped into her head she's been acting weird. I mainly feel she's got so much nervous energy that she doesn't know what to do with herself, her mind is on everything baby…maybe this is her way of keeping it all off baby.
"Yup, here I am." I kiss her cheek as she stirs at the pot on the stove, I do smell something delicious coming from the oven, spicy…my mouth can't help but water and all train of thought goes right to my stomach.
"I wanted to try something new, did you know that spicy foods are said to increase libido?" She turned to look at me playfully.
"I don't think we need help in that department, you are all my libido needs woman." I can't help but play along as she focuses on the task at hand. "Where is Henry tonight?"
"He is staying at Nick's tonight," the smirk in her voice suddenly made my mouth water for more than just the food.
"Soooo, whatcha got cookin?" I wrap my arms around her waist and peer over her shoulder, making sure I've got good body contact with her backside…always my favorite.
"Brazilian chicken with a coconut milk sauce, little sweet and spicy. Suits us nicely don't you think?" She turned again and winked, she's going to kill me tonight. First it was candle making and spell casting, now it's a full-on dinner that smells fantastic, and candle making with spell casting. Perfect!
Needless to say, she wined and dined me that night, it was amazing. We have revisited that recipe a few times now, her cravings have come on full force and spicy is what my woman wants so spicy is what she gets, I try to not fight her on that one. 'Yes Regina, right away Regina.' All I know is I knocked her up so I follow orders, pregnant Regina rivals Evil Queen Regina some days, all I know is I like my heart very much in my chest.
So, we set out to make candles that night, it was an interesting experience and authentic spell casting which I hadn't done in quite in some time. Each candle had specific ingredients, mine; the male candle had to be done in gold, flecks of it here and there and essence of me (just hair), but it also had to be handled by only me, molded and shaped phallic like. Regina's had silver, a strand of her hair interwoven and handled only by her, shaped more concave. The idea was simple enough I had made my own 'male' candle and she a 'female' one, we also crafted candles as a couple all color coded (which I found to be the simplest form of magic to understand), that represented certain things for us. White to cleanse the room, red to affirm our love and passion to one another, as well as green which is said to bring luck and fertility, it all seemed pretty straight forward. Though we didn't end up using the spell that night, we enjoyed each other as we would have normally...it was wonderful for us to reconnect without worrying about magic and magic cocks and potential babies.
"Emma did you want to try to do the spell tonight?" She was passive in her suggestion as we sat there watching a movie we had seen a hundred time, just white noise. It had been a few weeks since we made candles, her mood had shifted out of the blue, she almost seemed deflated. I would have gladly continued to take potions for us to keep trying, I didn't outright tell her about the negative effects the potion had and how it made me feel once consumed. I mean I totally would have done it, all for her—for us!
"Of course. What took you so long love?" I was trying to be subtle in my recognition of her distancing herself for some time now, we've both been a bit busier. You disconnect for awhile but come back to each other eventually, that's a marriage for you.
"Honestly?" She blushed, and I feel she's having second thoughts.
"Second thoughts?" I pip up, hoping it was the right suggestion as I rub my hand along her arm, soothing her.
"Yes, how did you know?" She turned to look at me, her brows furrowed in confusion.
I shrug, maybe it's my lie detector, but I know by now when Regina feels too much pressure she becomes distant and absorbed in her work.
"I guess I just—I know it's not immediate and maybe it is too much to hope for being our age. I mean we have son that's about ready to move out maybe go to college in the next year and we are talking about having a new baby." She rambled, I know she's nervous but I also know she wants this more than anything, she always has.
"Look Regina, I'm game for whatever you want to do as long as I get to do it with you and if you truly want to try and have a baby then I say let's go for it." I nod firmly, to show her my dedication to her and our family more than anything.
She smiles at me, her eyes slightly watery, as she meets my lips with her own, quickly taking charge and scrambling into my lap showing me her love and affection…not that I doubt it at this stage in our relationship. Her tongue grazes along my lips gently asking for entrance, I can tell she is already getting excited too fast and if we don't slow this down we could mess up the spell and then who knows what would happen.
"Babe, slow down…if you want to try the spell we need to take it back a notch. Why don't you go get setup and I'll lock up and be up there in a few minutes?" She nods in agreement, sometimes we get so caught up in one another we forget the simple things, like locking doors.
"Don't be too long please," she gives me one last lingering kiss before retracting herself from my lap and purposefully swaying her hips more than usual on her way up the stairs. She is my death and I can't help but pray that this does work out for us because the thought of her pregnant with my kid is a million times sexier than anything we've ever done.
I shake myself from my fantasy of her with a cute little pregnant belly and run around the house making sure all the lights are out and fires extinguished before running up the stairs, skipping a few along the way. I take a moment to catch my bearings at the top before walking to Henry's room listening for signs of life, nothing. I make my way down the hall to our bedroom, entering slowly and shutting the door then placing a silencing charm around the room. Better prepared.
"I'm in the bathroom Em," I hear her voice, knowing that I would be looking for her, I start to strip my clothes making sure I toss them in the hamper as I quicken my pace to the en-suite.
"Are we taking a bath?" I stand at the door naked as a jay bird, I see her sitting on the edge of the bath completely nude, candles placed around the room, not lit yet as she tops of the tub with her favorite oils.
"To start—I guess it just sounded nice for casting the spell, water is soothing and calming for the environment we are creating." I nod, understanding her reasoning as her eyes finally meet mine and shine in excitement, her hand skims into the water, testing the temperature. "Get in."
I don't argue with her, I move to the bath and tentatively dip my toes in before my right leg submerges in the warmth. I follow through with my left, and I can feel her eyes on me as I lower my body into the tub.
"Emma a baby is half of two people, it takes two to create life, I want you to focus on your candle," she points to the candle up next to the mirror, "as well as half of the white ones, two red ones, and the one green…and light them magically." I close my eyes and focus my magic, it comes much more naturally then it used too, thinking about all the candles she mentioned and soon the flickers appear. "Nicely done."
She was quick to join me in the tub nestling into my spread legs lounging between them, lighting the rest of the candles including her own 'female' candle. I run my hands along her outer thighs, smoothing over the soft skin and gently over her hips before grazing up towards her breasts. We enjoy the flicker of candlelight on each other as the water surrounds us.
"We should cast the spell before the candles extinguish and our water cools." She sighs in comfort as I feel her melting into me more and more by the minute as she starts reciting the spell, I know I'm only supposed to follow up with the second verse.
With mel a mil, a laes ennas shall n-
With passion a belief, a laes ennas shall n-
With hen candle a sab-, a laes ennas shall n-
With mel a mil, a laes ennas shall n-
With passion a belief, a laes ennas shall n-
With hen candle a sab-, a laes ennas shall n-
I join her hands over her abdomen as she lay in my lap, rubbing soothing strokes across the soft planes of her stomach, before we link our hands together, closing our eyes.
Cin lothron hi consummate
I feel her breath hitch as the emotional toll just struck her of what we had just done, but I don't feel any different. Our magic glowed only a bit over her abdomen but I expected more if we were creating a child.
"Was there supposed to be more?" I pipe in, not sure if it was an appropriate time.
I feel her magic whisk us away, enveloped in a cloud of purple we land in our bed, semi-dried. She straddles me, her mouth furiously working at my own…
"Hey, hey—Reg—" I'm confused, is she angry or frustrated or-
"What?" She sits atop me, confused by my own confusion as I raise my brows, and a smile blossoms across her lips, "Emma a baby still requires two people to have sex."
I feel like an idiot, I laugh gently as she smiles at me. I quickly roll her to her back as I pin her below me. My own hips grinding against hers gently, slowly working her towards her precipice. It feels strange 'making a baby' without any necessary 'tools' but this is much better than the potion, I just get to enjoy every inch of my wife as I know how too. Though the idea of having a cock once in awhile sounds fun, I'll stash that thought for later.
I bury my lips into her neck, lapping at the soft skin that smells like our bath oils, all I smell is her. Her scent drives me wild! I hear her groan and know I am home, in her arms, surrounded by her love and affection. The way she moans in my ear as I nip a sensitive lobe, the way her nails graze along the back of my arms, the small gasp when I suck a little more forcefully at the tendon in her neck.
"Em—" I know she's getting impatient but this is important to her, I might as well make it some of the best sex we've had.
"Patience 'Gina, you know I won't leave you hanging," I whisper along her ear, my tongue darting out to play with the lobe again and lick along the shell as her legs wiggle so I fall directly against her center. I feel her heat radiating onto my own mound and grind against her in my own anticipation. "You feel so good against me." My mouth moves down her neck and onto her chest, leaving a warm trail of wetness along her chest as I cross to latch onto a heaving breast.
"Oh, Gods yessss-" she practically hisses out her excitement as I lap and nip at the swollen peak, her body shaking underneath my ministrations. "More Em, oh please—" I quickly abandon the one breast and move to the left, giving the same oral treatment as I manually pinch and pull at the right one. Brushing over it gently with my fingertips causing her to buck into me. She groans again as I move my mouth south, my tongue leaving a warm trail along her stomach and sides, I hear her giggle as I accidently graze too far down her side—
"Sorry," I mumbled as I abandon said spot and plop myself between her spread legs ready for my evening feast. I breathe her in gently, my nose tickling the trim hair there before taking my first swipe of her soft folds. I hear her groan deep within her chest as I circle her clit slowly, making specific patterns and using certain pressures I know she enjoys.
"Oh—Em—" I feel her hands in my hair, her fingers combing through my messy locks gently before fisting a good portion for her to hold onto. I moan into her dripping center as I feel her hand tighten, I love when she holds me to her like this, it's so sexy. I feel my own stomach start to coil at her pleasure, my arousal surely becoming evident on my inner thighs. Her hips grind against my mouth and if that isn't the sexiest thing ever I don't know what else is, she gasps as she is nearing her peak. Her body is excited tonight and it makes me even more excited that she feels so strongly about what we are doing. She's panting quickly, as she takes fists of hair in both hands and grinds herself against my tongue and mouth with all she's got.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck, I-I'm—" her orgasms kill me in the best of ways, every time. I feel her tense up and I know better than to stop, I keep my tongue moving back and forth on her clit, her body thrashing against my tongue. I move my mouth down to her entrance to coax out any remnants of her orgasm, her body still shaking under my mouth.
I groan into her as I quickly retract myself and move to straddle just one leg, throwing her other leg to the side so our centers almost graze one another. This is by far her favorite, no toys, no fingers, just both our slick, wet heat sliding along each other, pushing each other back and forth to the edge and back again.
I waste no time in sitting up on my haunches a bit and wrapping her legs slightly around me, I too love the sensations we create in this position, getting as close as two women can get. I push forward gently, her body angling so we get the angle we both enjoy as I feel her body against me finally…so wet.
"Oh Emma…" she gasps as she feels my own wetness against her, her mouth agape not able to form much more as I grind against her gently, stimulating our cores together.
"Fuck 'Gina, so good." She nods quickly in agreement, I know it's going to quickly push her into another orgasm and I'm not far behind. I start to move my hips against hers, my thrusting is not very coordinated at this point but I don't even care because it feels so fucking fantastic. "'Gina, I'm not going to last," I pant out, hoping she'll be ok with my quick finish.
"Soak me Emma, fuck…" She growled out as I gasp for air and push myself harder against her core.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" I grind myself firmly against her, my pulse racing, as my body takes on a mind of its own and unleashes a hell of a powerful orgasm against her pulsing center. I gasp and pant as I ride out with her, and soon feel her tense against me again…I'm having a hard time keeping up the pace but she's no stranger to helping herself get there when I'm too far gone.
"Em-MA!" she shrieks as she peaks again, her body rolling and slowly coming down with me as we fall into a sated pile of sexiness.
I did look up Elvish for this spell, it loosely translate into "With her candle and mine a baby there will be, with love and affection a baby there will be, with passion and belief a baby there will be" then the last translates into a consummation of the spell. AND candle magic does in fact exist. I am not a witch, so any inaccuracies are my own mistakes and own up to them. Just a FanFic guys and my own imagination.