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Waking up the next morning, Emma smiled at the brunette draped across her. Her own sleeping bag had worked its way down to her waist, but she was warmed by the other girl's body resting atop her own. Regina's head was tucked into the crook of her neck, her body laying half on top of her, half on the bed, an arm draped across her abdomen. Their lower bodies were separated by their individual sleeping bags, and Emma couldn't help but think this was for the best. After spending hours the night before exploring every inch of Regina Mill's mouth, and granting unlimited access to her own, Emma had lain awake, trying to ignore her body's urge to push for more. That would come if and when Regina was ready. In the mean time Emma would focus on the miracle that was Regina in her arms at all. She nuzzled the brunette's hair, smelling clean and fresh from their swim the day before. It wasn't tamed into its usual perfect coif, but curled around her cheeks.

The arm around her waist tightened, Regina's hand clutching her sleep shirt as she began to wake. Emma watched as her nose wiggled, cheek nuzzling against her chest before her eyes finally fluttered open. "Morning."

"Morning," Regina smiled, blushing as she made to sit up.

"Hey," said Emma, tugging her back down. "Where are you going? Don't tell me you don't like to snuggle, Miss Mills, because after last night, I'm not believing you."

Regina's blush deepened.

"You okay?" asked Emma, still feeling the brunette tense against her. "Regina, if things are moving too fast..."

"No!" said Regina, shifting so she could look up into Emma's eyes. "Things are just fine between us. I just...I'm not used to feeling like this."

Emma smiled, wrapping the smaller girl more firmly in her arms. "But it's not a bad feeling, right?"

Regina grinned up at her. "No, it's certainly not a bad feeling."

"Anyone going to brave going near their tent yet?" asked Ruby as she turned the bacon over the grill. "Breakfast is almost ready."

"Are you paying me?" asked Katheryn where she lounged in her chair. "Because if not I'm not going near. I say you just shout."

Belle shrugged, getting to her feet. "I'll go." She paused at the collective look of shock from both girls. "What?"

"I don't want you to die," said Ruby sweetly.

"She won't die!" came Regina's voice, causing Katheryn to almost topple out of her chair as her head shot up. The brunette shuffled out of her tent, looking snug in one of Emma's hoodies, the blonde herself just behind her with a wide smile on her face. Joining the others around the campfire, Regina nudged Emma into her usual chair, settling herself in the girl's lap.

"You two are becoming ridiculously cute," remarked Katheryn, causing the brunette to blush. Emma on the other hand just slid her arms around the other girl's waist, slipping her hands into the pocket of her hoody. She'd happily take every chance she got to parade the fact that Regina was giving her a chance with her.

"Agreed," said Ruby, even as Belle snuggled into her side.

"Well if that's the worst you've got to say I'm sure we'll survive," smirked Regina.