Regina arched her back as slightly calloused fingers teased up and down her spine. Her t shirt had long since been forgotten, as had Emma's; as far as any of their previous make-out sessions had been allowed to progress. A slight whimper left her throat as one hand, on reaching the bottom of her spine snuck down further to slide over the curve of her ass. She had thought long and hard about tonight, hoping to feel secure enough to finally let Emma in. She loved the blonde, and though a newly verbalised emotion, it was not a new feeling to her. She had needed today, to feel that Emma was staying right where she was, before she could give herself over to her like this. Her body had been almost demanding it for weeks now, but her mind and her heart would not settle.

Tonight, however, as she settled herself atop the blonde's slim frame, enjoying their leisurely kisses, she found herself aching to let go. Pulling back for a moment, she waited for the blonde's eyes to open, taking in the darkened green orbs, the kiss swollen lips. Before she could even register what she was doing, she leant in, kissing the blonde with more urgency than before. She felt the answering shift in Emma, the blonde's hands no long skimming her skin in a soothing manner, but switching to more daring dips and teasing trails of blunt nails.

"Are you sure about this?" asked Emma in a whisper against her lips.

Regina nodded. "I need you."

Emma simply looked at her for a long few moments, before urging her to sit up on the bed. Slipping out from underneath the brunette, she padded to the door, sliding the lock in place. "Nothing is going to disturb me worshipping you," she said as she flicked out the main light, easily making her way back to bed in the darkness and flicking on the bedside lamp, which gave off a muted, amber glow. Sitting on the edge of the bed, one leg tucked under her as she faced Regina, she paused. "Are you really sure?"

The brunette nodded, smiling. "I want you. I want this."

Emma led out a shuddering breath at what Regina had just said, crawling further onto the bed until she was kneeling right in front of her. "I love you," she whispered before leaning in to press a tentative kiss to red lips.

"And I love you," breathed Regina, slipping her arms around her girlfriend's neck. "Now show me."

"You're sure?" asked Emma again. "You'll tell me to stop if you want, won't you?"

"Will you just shut up and kiss me?"