Hey guys! Figured I'd had a fair bit of fluff and seeing as it is rated M I should add a little smut too. Enjoy. I am still really unsure when writing smut so I hope it's ok :)
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After dinner, almost expertly prepared by Emma, the trio moved into the lounge where Henry had assembled every pillow in the house.
"Now I warn you guys, I make a mean pillow fort." The younger woman grinned.
"Get over yourself, Emma, just build." The kid laughed hysterically at the blonde's face, Regina chuckled too.
They had so far built a decent fort, the sheriff was impressed, she picked up a small, square, decorative pillow and found the back of Henry to be the perfect place to launch it. "Ouch! Emma you made me knock my wall down!" She was doubled over in the pain of laughing so hard, Henry went face first into a wall of pillows. "So you want a pillow fight, huh?"
Emma nodded "But just know..."
"You're great at pillow fights." Both of the brunettes said at the same time, rolling their eyes, looking more like mother and son than ever.
Emma launched a second pillow at Regina. It was on.
Pillows darting around the room, bodies ducking and weaving and all three laughing. Both the Mills' had obviously decided to gang up on Emma, effectively trapping her in the corner. "Truce! I call a truce!"
"Sorry sheriff, what was that? You're great at pillow fights?" She just nudged the brunette and kissed her quickly on the cheek.
"OK guys, that's enough, I don't want to see the gross stuff."
After their pillow fight the three had the cake Emma had brought earlier and then returned to the lounge.
"Well, half of the fort survived the war."
"Tonight was fun." Hearing the mayor say things like that still caught Emma by surprise. She took an olive hand in hers and just smiled. Neither woman ever believed they would experience such completely and utter joy.

Emma ran her fingers through brown tresses while they lay in their half finished fort. Henry was fast asleep between them and they were more than content to lay there a little longer. Henry started kicking and moving and taking up all the room, as if someone so small needs it all, so the two women left him there, Regina laying a blanket over his starfish form.
"You have thoroughly exhausted my child, sheriff. Now it's my turn to thoroughly exhaust you. Did I, or did I not say there would be hell to pay if you took too long?" The blonde's arousal was instantaneous. Regina had a way of bringing out the horny teenager in her.
"As I recall, Madam Mayor, you did say something along those lines. Those words made it difficult to do my work."
Slowly the older woman backed out of the room with a killer smile and her own hands making quick work of the buttons on her shirt.
Emma followed her like an eager puppy up the stairs, stumbling over her own feet the whole way.
"Please, do close your mouth, dear, you're drooling all over my floor." Emma just shook her head 'no' causing the brunette to roll her eyes. She took the sheriff's hand pulling her into the bedroom and before she could close the door Emma had Regina's front pressed up against it, whispering into her ear, "You know those words were like foreplay so I've had all day to think about what I want to do to you."
"Hmmm," she spun around and pushed Emma towards the bed, "is that so? Because I've been having thoughts of my own." Lying on the bed with the brunette on top, she was more than happy to let her take control. For now anyway. "Oh yes, Miss Swan, I have been thinking all day. About your lips... your hands... your legs..." Regina kissed every spot as she said it. "And I was really hoping you would bring work home with you." Emma's brow furrowed.
"Work?"
'Click'
"Regina, what the fuck are you doing?" She fought against the cuffs. Her cuffs. "Take them off."
"No. I think I like this picture. Did I, or did I not say there would be hell to pay if you took too long? I was very serious." Her laugh was dark and dangerous and not that Emma was worried, but she was frustrated, she didn't want to be cuffed to the bed, she wanted to fuck and be fucked in the bed. Regina removed herself from the younger woman's body and started to strip, making sure her fingers lingered on her skin. "So tell me sheriff, what exactly did you plan to do to me?" The only response was a futile struggle. "Did you want to kiss me here?" the older woman let her fingers ghost across her clavicle. "Or touch me here?" She squeezed her left breast and parted her, she pinched at her already hard nipples and moaned at the sensation. Emma pressed her thighs together trying to get some relief for the throbbing between her legs and growled at the sight before her.
"Gina, please." It was low and firm.
"Yes, Miss Swan?"
"Take these off. Now." Green eyes watched intently as a skirt was removed, revealing black lace. "Fuck."
"See something you like?" The brunette straddled Emma's waist and rolled her hips.
"Regina..."
"Were you being serious?" All sexual pretense and innuendo gone from the conversation.
"What? When?"
"When you told Henry that you love me?"
'Click' and finally the blonde had control of her arms. She pushed herself up so she could sit with the mayor on her lap.
"I have never been more serious, I'm only sorry that was the first time I said it. Regina Mills, I love you, I am hopelessly, madly in love with you." She wiped a tear that had fallen from brown eyes, kissed her cheek and pressed her forehead to the mayors.
"I... I love you too." Emma's face split into an ear-to-ear grin.
"Well, what's not to love?" Regina pushed her back down onto the bed immediately nipping at the pale neck. "Uh-uh, my turn." Before the mayor could even blink their positions were switched. Emma had had enough teasing, she stripped in practically three seconds flat. "Now, where were we? Ah, black lace." She lowered herself to kiss the brunette's left hip, then her right and, using her teeth, slowly peeled of the last remaining artical of clothing. She kissed Regina's cunt lightly before trailing tongue and teeth to her neck. The woman let out a gasp as Emma entered her without warning. Gasp turned to moans as she twisted her fingers.
"Together." Regina whispered and Emma understood what she meant when she felt a hand snake between their bodies to stroke her sex.
"Together." She repeated.