Sorry for the slow updates - I'm in the middle of exams at the minute so everything else has taken a back seat. I didn't originally intend to have any smut in this, but somehow it appears to have snuck in there...oh well, hopefully you won't be complaining.
Regina felt as though her skin was on fire. It felt as though Emma's hands and lips were everywhere. The blonde hadn't lied when she said she was going to worship her. She had never felt so beautiful in her life. With every touch, the younger girl was showing Regina just how much she was loved. Unconsciously, she raised her hips, seeking contact with the girl hovering above her.
"I need..." She started, but trailed off, not knowing exactly what she needed. Her hands, which had been skimming the blonde's pale skin came to rest on her still jean clad hips as Emma brought herself back up until they were face to face. Green eyes full of concern looked down at her.
"What's wrong?"
Regina frowned, not quite sure what she needed. Her body was screaming out for more, but she didn't know how to ask for it. "I need these off," she finally said, tugging on the belt loops of Emma's jeans.
The blonde responded with a deep chuckle. "Oh really?" She had already divested Regina of her bra and jeans, unable not too, kissing her way down the length of her body as each inch of skin was exposed. She had been reluctant to remove her own, however, until she knew Regina wanted her too. She knew it was one thing to make out with a girl, enjoying the softness of her lips, or even to let her pleasure you, but to be fully exposed, skin on skin, was something else entirely. Something she wanted to be sure Regina was ready for.
Regina tugged on the jeans again. "Off!"
Still chuckling, Emma moved to stand next to the bed, eagerly engaging in her little dance to rid herself of the tight denim before tossing them aside and quickly unhooking her own bra and letting it fall to the floor. She figured she wasn't exactly denying Regina anything in removing it herself, seeing as she really had nothing to reveal compared to the older girl. Crawling back onto the bed, she grinned when eager hands reached out for her, to bring her back to her original position above the brunette. She had been worried about making her feel trapped, but Regina seemed intent on keeping her right where she was, as her legs wrapped around her hips. Leaning down, she nuzzled into the brunette's neck, her lips finding the sensitive spot just below her ear. Letting her tongue sneak out, she smirked when eager hands wove into her hair, as Regina let out a deep moan.
With her lips occupied, she let her hands roam, moving down to gently tweak the older girl's nipples, drawing another moan from her. Letting one hand skim lower, she let her fingers tease the waistband of the brunette's panties. Suspiciously sexy panties, for such a conservative girl. She felt Regina's hips surge up to meet her own, unable not to chuckle.
Finally letting her lips leave Regina's neck, she slid down Regina's body, her lips leaving a wet trail as she slowly made her way to her destination, giving her every chance to stop her. As her lips reached the brunette's belly button, she let her tongue cheekily dip into the depression, earning her a surprised yelp from the girl above her. She looked up to find chocolate brown eyes staring into her own. "Are you okay?"
Biting her lip, Regina nodded. "Are you..?"
"Am I..?" Emma asked, her eyes still on Regina's even as she nuzzled at the smooth skin of Regina's stomach.
Regina hesitated, before finally speaking. "Are you really going...you know, down there?"
Emma smiled gently. "Would you rather I didn't?"
The older girl had no idea how to answer that. She had no idea what she wanted.
Emma saw the hesitancy, and placed a gentle kiss on smooth skin of Regina's stomach, just below her belly button before moving back up to capture her lips in a bruising kiss, as one hand reached down between them. "How about, I start with this," she let her fingers tease Regina through her soaked panties, and earning her a guttural moan. "And we see how things go?"
This time when Emma left a trail of kisses down Regina's body, she felt no hesitation from the woman below her. She was still trying to catch her breath from the falling over the cliff Emma's talented fingers had driven her to. Taking in the damp curls that surrounded Regina's sex, Emma breathed in deeply, inhaling her scent, and driving herself wild in the process. Unable to resist, she let her tongue sneak out to taste her girl.
"Emma!"
The blonde's eyes jerked open, looking up to meet Regina's wide eyes. "What's wrong?"
The hesitancy had returned once more. "You really don't have to do that."
Emma grinned. "And if I want to?"
"You really want to?" asked Regina, a slight frown marking her features.
In answer, Emma slid her arms under Regina's thighs. Bringing her legs to rest over her shoulders, she let her eager tongue do the talking instead. Stopping when she felt Regina's hand grip her hair, she looked up at her love, grinning when she saw only pure pleasure on the brunette's face. "You want me to stop?"
Regina quickly shook her head, before her head fell back and her back arched as Emma let her tongue to the talking once more.
Gathering the still trembling girl in her arms, Emma peppered her face and hair with kisses. "You okay?"
"Am I okay?" repeated Regina, incredulously. "You just tried to kill me!" she panted.
Emma let out a deep chuckle. "Not quite the aim."
Regina shook her head. "No, you definitely tried to kill me. And I love you for it!" she added in a whisper, her face breaking into a wide smile. "Really, you can make another attempt on my life anytime."
Laughing now, Emma pressed a sound kiss to already bruised lips. "It was okay for you then?"
"It was amazing. You were amazing!" grinned the older girl, before she suddenly bit her lip, looking shy. "I want to make you feel like that." She reached down and took Emma's hand in her own. "Show me how?"
"Regina, tonight was about you," said Emma quietly. "After everything you've done for me, you deserve a night just for you."
The older girl shook her head. "I want tonight to be about us." She squeezed the hand in her own. "Show me."
"You don't have to..."
"And if I want to?" asked Regina, with a smirk a she threw Emma's earlier words back at her.
Emma was pretty sure that Regina could have been standing naked, holding her hand and reading the phone book and she would have gotten off. Being able to touch Regina as she had been wanting to for months had almost pushed her over the edge, and she knew it wouldn't take much. Her hips rocked against Regina's thrusts, helping to guide the older girl into a rhythm that was good for Emma. The blonde tried to keep the volume down, but with her wet dream coming to life, it wasn't the easiest of tasks.
Emma felt her eyes practically rolling back in her head as Regina's warm lips closed around her nipple, her back arching even further. "Fuck!" she gasped as a devious tongue flicked against her sensitive nipple. Her hips thrashed as she fought against the impending explosion of pleasure she knew was coming. She wanted this to last. Honestly , she wanted it to go on forever. The feeling of Regina's hands on her, in her...it was better than she could ever have dreamt it.
"Regina..." she panted, her hands fisted in the sheets. "Fuck!" With her eyes pressed tightly closed, she finally had to let go, trembling as her orgasm tore through her. Without realising, she wrapped her arms around Regina, pulling the brunette to her as she rode out the aftershocks of her intense release.
"Was that okay?" asked Regina, her voice muffled against the blonde's neck.
"I know you hate me being crude," said Emma, catching her breath. "But I have never come that hard in my life." She felt the older girl smile against her skin.
"I don't think I mind you being crude when you're saying things like that," laughed the brunette, managing to disentangle herself from the blonde's tight embrace so she could pull back enough to see her face, taking in the easy smile on her lips. "I love you."
Emma leant up to kiss her girlfriend on the nose. "I love you too. I'm glad you decided to stay tonight."
"I am too," smiled Regina. She let her head settle on the blonde's shoulder, practically purring as Emma began to stroke her hair. "I don't know what I was so worried about."
"You were worried?" asked Emma, a frown marking her features.
Regina was quiet for a while. "I had never done this before...and you had. I was worried I was going to be awful at it."
Emma tried, she really did, but she couldn't help it. She laughed. Loudly.
"Emma!?"
"Oh Regi, I am so sorry," said Emma, wrapping her arms around her more tightly. "I'm not laughing at you."
"Yes you are!"
"Okay, yes I sort of am," sighed Emma. "But not really." She quickly sat up, taking the brunette currently lying on her with her, until she was sitting with Regina's hands in her own. "Regina, you could never be bad at this. You are the most amazing, intelligent, sexy girl I have ever known. There is nothing you are bad at. Especially not this," she added with a grin.
"Really?" asked Regina, with the most adorable shy smile on her face.
Emma responded with her own smile. "Yes, really." She leant in to place a not so innocent kiss on Regina's lips. "I happen to think that you are very, very good at this."
Smiling against her girlfriend's lips, the older girl let her arms slide around the blonde's neck. "And just think, I'll get even better with practice." Pressing forward into her girlfriend, she giggled as Emma let herself fall back onto the bed, the brunette on top of her.