A/N - Thank you to everyone who has favorited this story! When this fic is over, I have a few more already planned so keep a look out! I'm planning on finishing this up in the next chapter but we will see how that goes!
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The drive to Boston took longer than it should have thanks to Emma's constant need for a bathroom break due to the copious amounts of coffee she had ingested that morning. Emma and Henry played car games, such as the license plate game and I spy. Regina, however sat and pretended she wasn't amused by the other two. Pretending her heart wasn't filled with happiness. Because showing it could ruin everything. Villains aren't supposed to get their happy endings.
They made it to Boston three hours later.
The weather could not have been better. Gorgeously sunny, but it wasn't hot. The sweet breeze keeping everyone cool but not cold.
The three happily strolled along the sidewalks of Boston. Stopping to shop in random boutiques and the occasional toy shop for Henry. By lunch time, they were all starved.
"I know a nice park around here that has some nice food trucks if you're ok with that?" Emma asked Regina. Regina was very hungry and while a food truck would most definitely not be her usual lunch of choice, she was willing to give it a go for her family. Her family? Well yes, isn't that what they are?
"A bacteria ridden food truck in a park sounds just lovely, dear." She smirks so Emma knows she's kidding. Emma chuckles back. God, I love that sound, Regina muses. And so two women and their son make their way to Boston Common. Henry scarfed down his hot dog before his moms had even gotten their food.
"You eat like your mother, did you know that?" Regina told Henry, shooting a challenging glance at Emma who just rolled her eyes.
"Yep! I know! Can I go play with those kids, please?" Henry begged. Henry didn't have friends at home. He never ran off to play because he didn't have anyone to play with, until Emma came around. Regina wanted Henry to be a kid, to make friends, to play with others his age. But she was also cautious at all times lest something happens to him.
"Sure, but stay in our sight. The second I can't see you, we are leaving. Understood?" Regina's voice was stern. She knew that Henry knew she meant business.
"Yes, thanks mom!" And with that, he turned and ran off.
"You are an excellent mom, Regina." Emma turned to her, finally having got her food. "I mean it." Regina's heart swelled. For ten years all she wanted was to be a good mother to Henry. She always did what she felt was best for him, for their small family. To have someone verify that, she had no words. She only embraced Emma in a tight hug.
Ten minutes later when the two women had finished their lunches, Regina sat on a bench watching as Emma and Henry ran around playing some sort of game of cat and mouse, yelling 'tag' when they touch each other. A smile, a heartwarming, loving, caring smile crept across the brunette's maroon painted lips. This is what she always wanted. A family. And Emma was perfect for the job. The two were polar opposites, but they worked. Where one lacked, the other made up for. And she was happy. So unbelievably happy. Her heart was full. And she was happy. Watching Emma now, she knew that she could never be without the blonde in her life.
Henry and Emma ran back to Regina finally. Emma was gasping for air, clearly spent from the childish game she was playing with her son.
"You know, you might not be so winded if you didn't eat garbage for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, dear." Regina played. Emma was clearly unable to retort so she just stuck out her tongue and poked Regina playfully in the rib. "Ow!" The brunette cried out.
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"Alright kid," Emma said, "Let's shop a little longer and then we gotta hit the road back home." Regina nodded in agreement.
"Aww we can't stay longer?" Henry whined.
"If you are good, we will stop and get a delicious bacon cheese burger at this joint I know on the edge of the city. And cheese fries!" Emma's mouth was already watering.
"Oh, we will?" Regina asked, causing the blonde to nod. "Miss Swan, if you want to clog your own arteries I can't stop you, but you will not clog our son's as well."
"Come on mom, it's one burger!" Henry pleaded to Regina.
"Yeah mom, one won't kill him." Emma played, her eyes sparkling with humor as Regina glared back at her.
The day had been perfect, just as Emma had planned. She loved Henry and she loved Regina too. And she was happy. A happiness she thought she would never find. She deserved to be happy, Emma knew this. And this, the three of them together, that was happiness.
So the Swan-Mills finished their shopping, and against further protest from Regina, they stopped and got two burgers, two orders of fries, two milkshakes (chocolate of course) and a salad, accompanied with a bottle of water.
"You need to live a little!" Emma said to the brunette with a mouth full of fries.
"I'd like to live to see old age." Regina retorted and Emma chuckled.
"Come on, just have one fry. For me?"
"I don't want a fry." Regina stated, but Emma didn't care. She took one french fry and leaned across the table, bringing it to maroon lips with a grin. Regina sighed and opened her mouth, taking the fry between perfect teeth and chewing.
"Delicious, right, mom?!" Henry beamed. Regina smiled down at him with a nod and Emma smiled too.
They finished their food and got back on the road, making it back home in less time since the coffee was long out of Emma's system.
Pulling into the driveway, Henry jumped out and ran inside with his bag of things he picked up in the city. Both women laughed at the boys eagerness.
"Stay?" Regina turned to Emma and asked.
"Oh, babe I need to go home and shower the city off of me. Plus I don't have any clothes with me." Emma responded.
"You have clothes here, and I have more than one shower you could wash in." Regina smiled hopeful. Emma stared into chocolate eyes for a moment before leaning in and brushing lips with her love. She leaned back and smiled.
"Alright, I'll stay." And with that, they walked into the house.
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Both Emma and Regina spent time with Henry, looking over his new comics and playing with his new toys. Before long it was his bedtime, though he protested heavily.
"Kid, if your mom says it's bedtime then its bedtime, ok?" Emma knelt next to the boy and tried to reason with him.
"I thought you were on my side." Henry grumbled, angrily cleaning up is things.
"Hey, I'm on both sides, Henry. But you need to listen to your mother. You might not think so, but she does know best." Emma explained. Henry turned and walked upstairs without another word.
"Thank you for that." Regina offered, thankful that Emma had sided with her and got the boy to listen, although he was still angry. Emma smiled in return and closed the space between them swiftly. Regina grabbed Emma by the hips and slammed her flush to herself. "Today was lovely, thank you for that too." She kissed pink lips hard, eliciting a moan from the blonde.
"Mmm, we should do it more often if this is the thanks I get!" Emma's voice was husky and her eyes were hooded, increasing the arousal in Regina as well.
"Shut up." Regina chuckled. "So about that shower then?"
"What about Henry, he definitely isn't asleep yet." Emma asked.
"Oh, he won't come out. When he's angry he wouldn't come out for anything." Regina answers, her voice becoming husky as well. With that, the brunette led Emma up to her ensuite inside of her bedroom and shut the door, quickly casting a sound spell. Henry might not come out of his room, but she didn't want to chance him hearing anything.
Both women walked into the grand and luxurious bathroom off of Regina's bedroom. Once inside, Emma was on the brunette like a lion on it's prey. Her teeth were grazing all the right spots. Regina moaned and hissed as the blonde did her work. Tongue soothing over angry red marks.
"What did I say about you marking me?!" Regina growled, throwing Emma back into the wall forcefully.
"Ah! What the fuck!" Emma growled back, but there was no anger or fear in her eyes. Only lust. A lustful look that caused Regina's panties to become soaked.
"You do not get to mark me, do you understand?" She purred into golden locks, grabbing a fistful and yanking the blonde's head to the side so she could do her worst on pale neck. Emma moaned incessantly. Oh, we are just getting started dear. Regina pulled back abruptly. "Strip." She barked the order, causing Emma to jump a little at her tone. But Emma did as she was commanded, but sure as hell made a show of it. The blonde backed away so she was in the center of the bathroom. Regina leaned back against the sink, her hands gripping the white porcelain hard. Emma smirked as she lifted her simple white tank top over her head, bearing her white lace bra that had cups that were barely there, only just covering her nipples. Regina swallowed hard as she watched the blonde run her hands over her taught stomach. Throwing her head back, causing golden locks to graze deliciously against her toned back, one hand snaked up and she ran it over her exposed neck while the other grabbed at her own breast hard. Regina fought the urge to yell that that was enough, that the game was over. But as much as she wanted to end this by pouncing on the blonde and taking her right where she stood, she also wanted to see where this could go. Emma might be clumsy at best in her day-to-day life, but when she is turned on and trying, she is as exquisite and as graceful as they come.
Emma brought her head back up and stared into Regina's eyes. Icy green became only a slim ring as her pupils were almost completely blown. The sight was magnificent. In one swift fluid motion the white bra joined her tank on the floor and hands replaced where the bra had once been. Emma's bottom lip was caught between her white teeth and she never broke eye contact. Regina watched as Emma's hands traveled down to her jeans, unbuttoning them and moving the zipper down to show a glimpse of white lace. Regina could barely hold herself back at that point, her arousal becoming sweetly painful.
"This is hardly fair, Madam Mayor. You are far too dressed for this occasion." Emma smirked as her hand travelled down disappearing into lace, her head flying back again with pleasure. Regina growled and couldn't stop herself at the sight. She swiftly closed the gap between her and the blonde, yanking her hand out her pants. Emma smiled wickedly and Regina could only watch as the blonde brought her fingers up to her own mouth and cleaned them of her own essence.
"Fuck." Regina whispered breathily. Emma smiled back, clearly pleased that she had won their little game. This pissed the brunette off. No one wins against her! She grabbed Emma's pants and underwear and yanked them down, her nails leaving behind angry red lines on pale white thighs. Emma hissed as a result.
"Like what you saw then?" Emma asked with a grin, causing Regina to crash her lips with the blonde's. She shoved her tongue inside the other's mouth, not bothering to get permission, still able to taste Emma on her tongue.
"AH!" Emma cried out as Regina forced her fingers inside the blonde, causing her to lean on Regina to keep her upright.
"You are a fucking goddess, Emma."
"So…So you…d-did like it?" Emma's words were staggered as the brunette moved deliciously inside her.
"Shut up, Emma." Regina smirked. Of course she liked it. The brunette had never seen another quite as perfect as Emma. And her little display, well it was very obvious the effect it had on her. Regina kept up her ministrations until she saw the tell tale signs of Emma's orgasm approaching. Pale thighs began trembling viciously as Emma's skin started to become flushed and she was becoming extremely tight. She watched as the blonde threw her head back and cried out with ecstasy. When Emma snapped out of her pleasure, she growled, locking her gaze with Regina. In one swift motion the brunette was scooped up and carried quickly, then thrown down hard on her bed. Emma tore at Regina's clothes, throwing each article haphazardly every which way. Finally, when the brunette was in nothing but her flawless olive skin, Emma pulled her down to straddle pale hips.
Regina bent down to kiss Emma, allowing her tongue to roam inside the other's mouth. Pale, slender fingers found their way to her core and she moaned out, her hips grinding into the blonde's hand.
"Lean back." Emma commanded softly. Regina paused before doing as she was told, leaning back on an angle, resting her hands on the blonde's shins to keep herself propped up. With the new angle, Emma's fingers slammed into Regina effortlessly, causing the latter to cry out loudly.
"Look at me." Emma commanded again. Regina's eyes, that had previously been closed, snapped open and found emerald green. Emma was clearly enjoying this, but who wouldn't? "Don't look away, I want to see you." Emma offered. This was intimate; almost too intimate. Regina would never have allowed something so raw in the past. But this was Emma and there was just something about the blonde that made Regina do things she never would have done before.
Her hips grinded in time to the blonde's fingers, her eyes staying locked with the other's. Her orgasm came strong, her whole body quaking and she cried out Emma's name as she tipped over the edge. Emma slowed down her pace considerably to help Regina ride out the pleasure before the brunette collapsed on top of the blonde.
"Fuck!" She whispered into soft golden locks, breathing in the strawberry smell of the blonde's shampoo.