Poison & Wine
Chapter 33
They arrived back at the mansion around 8:00pm. Regina was acting weird ever since Granny's and Emma was determined to get to the bottom of it. Henry was up in his room probably reading a book or something because he was still grounded despite how proud his parents were of him.
Regina was changing into her nightgown when Emma walked into the master bedroom. "Hi dear." She said simply.
"Hey." The younger woman replied before plopping down on the bed. "Are you okay?" She ripped the Band-Aid off. She needed to know what was going on in her girlfriend's head.
Brown eyebrows furrowed. "Why wouldn't I be?" She asked the blonde as she grabbed a bottle of lotion and sat on the bed before applying it to her legs.
Emma watched the action, licking her lips at the sight. She nearly forgot what she was going to say. "I don't know. The things my mom said about us moving in together. You seemed pretty freaked out."
The brunette shook her head in denial. "No. Nothing Snow White says holds any value to me."
It was an obvious lie. The savior wondered why her true love even attempted lying to her because of the blonde's superpower. But aside from flat out accusing her of lying, she knew of one other sure fire way to get a worried woman talking.
With a smirk, she crawled over to the older woman and sat on her knees beside her. "Good." She said softly and started pressing kisses to a slender neck. Her hands wandered up the woman's sides until she grabbed silk covered breasts.
"What're you doing?" Regina questioned her.
If you want your girlfriend to open up about something that's bothering, try to have sex like everything is okay. Most women weren't content to make love while their minds were whirling elsewhere with worry.
The sheriff smirked and nibbled on her earlobe "Let's fuck." She whispered her suggestion hotly into her ear.
The mayor attempted to deny her, despite her. "I'm not in the mood, dear."
"Come on, baby." Emma coaxed as her fingers teased hardening nipples. "Everything is going so well for us. Let's celebrate the day."
Regina stood up to get out of her girlfriend. "Stop. Everything isn't well!" She exclaimed.
Emma straightened her slumped posture. "What do you mean?" She questioned innocently.
The older woman scoffed. "That nescient mothers of yours is obviously against us moving together."
Blonde eyebrows furrowed. "So? She's still forty percent against us dating to begin with. This isn't news. I thought she took it pretty well, considering how she feels about us."
"And what about all the issues she brought up?" Regina asked in her scolding voice. "We haven't discussed any of it! We've been acting like children playing house for God's sake and Snow White of all people had to point it out." She rolled her eyes at the thought.
"At least now you're being honest with me." The sheriff said, moving to stand up as well.
Regina's jaw dropped. "Is that what your little seduction game was about?" She was appalled. "Getting me to bring this up?" She accused.
The blonde nodded. "You're damn right it was." She confirmed.
"That's a new level of manipulation, Miss Swan." The former queen glared.
Emma scoffed. "I tried to bring it up and you flat out lied about it."
"Because I didn't want to start a fight." The older woman revealed.
The savior shrugged. "Who's fighting? I'm good with moving forward despite all the things my mom brought up, but obviously you're second guessing the decision."
"I just think we were stupid to not bring certain things up." Regina argued.
"Then let's talk about them." Emma suggested. "We'll start with the bills." She motioned for her girlfriend to start the conversation.
Regina cleared her throat. "I'll take care of all the bills. I've done it for twenty-nine years."
The sheriff glared at her. "Fuck that. I'm no freeloader."
"You don't pay bills at your parent's house." The mayor argued.
Emma scoffed a laugh. "Bullshit I don't. I pay for the cable and water bill. Parents pay rent and electricity. We all chip in for groceries."
The brunette nodded. "Okay, then we have that same deal."
"Not happening." Emma shook her head.
"What do you suggest then?" The older woman asked.
The sheriff thought about. "I say 50/50 everything: rent, cable, lights, water. All that good stuff."
Regina rolled her eyes. "That's ridiculous. I make more money than you."
"So?" The blonde shrugged. The comment stung slightly, but she knew it was a simple fact.
"So I should be paying more money." The former queen clarified. "Plus you'll be walking into this house blind. Groceries and house items alone are $220.00 a month. Things are expensive. Henry is expensive."
"Baby, I can handle the 50/50 split." Emma assured her. "This is a relationship. Equal partnership. Right?"
"Emma, I love you but…" She sighed deeply. "You're being naïve about this. I make a significant amount more than you do-"
The sheriff scoffed. "So what? That means you have to pick up my slack?" She was started to get offended. "I've been managing my own money since I was fifteen, Regina. I think I can handle it."
"I'm not saying you can't handle it." The mayor informed her. "I'm simply being realistic. Let's say we do split things half and half and in four months Henry needs new clothes because he's grown out of his-"
Emma cut her off. "Then we'll buy him more clothes." She stated simply.
The older woman gritted her teeth. "It's not that simple!" She stressed and put a hand to her forehead. "Honey-"
The blonde shook her head. "No. You don't get to berate me like that." Emma pointed an accusing finger at her.
"This right here is exactly why I didn't want to say anything!" Regina revealed, waving her arms up in frustration. "I knew you'd turn this into a fight."
"I'm turning this into a fight because you're trying to turn me into some fucking housewife!" The savior yelled.
Regina huffed. "Oh please. Don't be dramatic." She rolled her eyes. "I'm not making you into my housewife. I'm being realistic! I know you have this 'go with the flow' attitude and as much as I love that about you, it's a pain in the ass because I'm always the one who has to be responsible!" She confessed. "I'm the one who has to be the downer and actually think! I've seen your paycheck, dear and I know what it cost to keep this house going. Splitting everything would be a constant struggle for you."
"God you're such a control freak!" Emma exclaimed. "Stop telling me what I can and cannot afford! Here's a crazy idea; how about instead of shooting me down, you actually trust me? You've seen my paycheck, but you haven't seen my bank account!"
"Emma, I trust you." Regina assured her. "But I won't be the reason you struggle financially."
The light bulb went off in the blonde's head. She rubbed her face, shaking her head in disbelief and laughed without humor. "I'm so stupid." She muttered.
"What?" Regina asked, confused.
"You know, when my mom brought up all those things today, I didn't freak out because I knew we'd figure it out." She stared daggers at the older woman. "But when I looked over to you, I saw it written all over your fucking face. You doubted us. You doubted me."
Brown eyebrows furrowed. "What are you talking about?"
"This isn't about my money." Emma figured out. "This is about you wanting an out."
"An out?" The mayor questioned her.
Emma nodded. "You don't want me to move in." She accused.
The savior was hoping that she was wrong. She wanted to see the appalled and angry face on the older woman, but instead she saw a pause that cemented her theory. Regina wanted an out. "Yes I do."
The blonde's lie detector went off. Emotion flooded into her throat. "Don't lie to me." She gritted out, clenching her jaw in angry.
Regina had never heard her lover use such a tone, at least not since they started dating. She had no choice but to tell the truth so she swallowed the lump in her throat and confessed, "I've been feeling conflicted about your moving in since we told your parents. Mary Margaret is right. We haven't been together that long and if you move in it will be like being married-"
"If I move in?" Emma scoffed, not believing her ears. "Wow. Okay."
"I meant when." Regina corrected herself. "It's perfectly normal to have doubts!" She defended.
The blonde didn't say a word as she walked over to the vanity chair and grabbed her maroon leather jacket.
"What are you doing?" Regina asked, fear boiling inside of her as she watched her girlfriend slip the jacket on.
Green eyes glared into brown as she huffed a bitter laugh. "I'm giving you what you want. An out." She was hurt. She could admit that and she just wanted to get away, cry a little and bask in her sorrow with a drink of scotch.
Regina grabbed her arm in a panic. "I don't want an out!" She exclaimed.
"Then what do you want, Regina?" The younger woman demanded to know. When the mayor didn't answer, Emma nodded her head bitterly and pulled out of her true love's grasp. "When you figure out where I fit into your life, where you want me in your life, come find me." Is all she said before exiting the room and the house entirely.
Emma turned off her phone so no one could bother her, mainly Regina, and she opted to leave town to bask her sorrows. If she knew her girlfriend as well as she thought she did, then no doubt Regina had called Killian the second she left the mansion and the first place he would look was the Rabbit Hole. She really didn't want to talk to Hook and if she went to Granny's she'd have to talk to Ruby. Leaving town was her best bet. She wouldn't get too drunk and then she'd be able to drive back to town and sleep at the station.
After a fifteen-minute drive of crying and punching her steering wheel, she found herself at the nearest bar in Castine. It was a simple dive bar called, 'Bar'. She parked her car and cleaned her face up the best she could before she went in and directly went for the bar.
The place was pretty slow so the bartender went directly towards her. He was a Latino man in his mid-twenties. He flashed her a grin. "What can I get for you?"
She cleared her raspy throat and ordered her 'Post Regina Fight' drink. "Scotch. Neat. And keep em coming." She instructed.
An older man sat two bar stools away from her. He whistled his appreciation as Emma waited for the bartender to pour her drink. "That's a fine ass you got." The man slurred.
"Fuck off." She growled at him, turning to the bartender and offering him a kind smile as he handed her the small drink. She eagerly sipped on it.
The day started off wonderful for her and there she was, her relationship on the rocks and her drink neat. It was partially her fault, she supposed. She pressed the issue with the mayor, but fuck that! Regina wasn't just freaking out about the commitment; she was downright on the fence about it!
Emma wasn't about to feel bad about walking out on her girlfriend when the brunette didn't even know what she wanted. The sheriff knew what she wanted- who she wanted. Her stomach knotted as she feared that maybe Regina didn't want their relationship at all. If the older woman realized that it was too soon to move in together, Emma could adjust to that after some fighting and hurt feeling subsided, but she was beginning to question their relationship status altogether. She downed her drink and waved the bartender over. "Fill her up." She ordered, feeling the burn in her throat.
"She left Hook!" Regina hissed into the receiver. "As in she's not here anymore! Why is that so difficult for you to understand?"
"Because Swan wouldn't just storm out in the middle of the night for no reason." The pirate said.
The mayor sat pathetically on her bed, the two puppies sleeping soundly beside her, as she talked to Killian. "We had an argument but that doesn't give her the right to leave and childishly turn off her phone!"
"What was the fight about?" Hook asked.
Brown eyes rolled in irritation. "That's none of your business, pirate." She said firmly.
There was a deep laugh on the receiver. "I just ask because Swan wouldn't leave if you were mad at her so I assume it was something the Evil Queen did to upset her."
Regina filled with anger. "Listen you handless little fuck, I didn't call you for dating advice! I called you to find Emma and tell her to come back home!"
"Swan is my friend first and foremost, love. If she wanted you to contact her, she'd have left you a way to do so." He paused. "She'll come home, Regina."
Tears prickled at her eyes. She wiped the lone one that fell and sniffed. "You don't know that." She was such an idiot! Her stupid doubts had gotten in the way of her happiness and she just allowed it to happen!
"Yes I do." Killian revealed. "She loves you."
Regina hung up without another word and threw her phone across the room. She watched to hit the wall and land on top of the only box Emma had moved into the house. It was her picture box. The couple made a plan to pick out at least five of the pictures from Emma's past and put them into picture frames to add to the collection of all the other pictures around the home.
The brunette started to silently cry as she walked over to the box and put it on top of her vanity. She grabbed a random pile of pictures as she sat down on her vanity chair. The first photo she looked at was Emma's GED graduation. The blonde was beaming with happiness as she lifted up her diploma. Regina had no idea who had taken the picture, but she adored the youthful smile on her lover's face. Emma's cocky grin was always a favorite of the former queen's. Anytime it was directed at her she got butterflies.
She felt horrible and just plain stupid! Without even realizing it, she had tried to get out of the savior moving in with her and she didn't even understand why she had done it! Of course Snow was right when she said that moving in together was a big commitment and she did bring up five very reasons it would be a difficult transition for the couple, but Regina was never deterred from something she wanted just because it would be difficult. It didn't stop her from casting the curse, it didn't stop her from keeping Henry, and it didn't stop her from dating the sheriff. So it shouldn't stop her from moving in with the love of her life.
She pulled out her phone and made a call to Emma. It went straight to voicemail, just like she predicted. She hoped the younger woman would at least turn her phone back on at some point before morning.
By 1:30am, Emma was pretty drunk. She was on her fourth glass of scotch when someone sat beside her. "We've gotta stop meeting like this."
Green eyes moved to the man beside her. "Officer Collins." She slurred with a giggle. "How small is this town?" She asked.
The man chuckled. "It's pretty small. You seem to enjoy it here though with how often you're here."
Emma shrugged. "I just needed a place to drink." She displayed her empty glass to him and waved the bartender over.
"Storybrooke doesn't allow alcohol?" The officer asked.
The blonde scoffed with a laugh. "It does, but anywhere I go to drink there, the Mrs. can find me."
Collins nodded his head in understanding before he held up two fingers to the bartender. "We're in the same boat then."
Emma was surprised. "Really? You've got a girlfriend?"
"Don't sound so surprised, Sheriff." Toby said with a smile. "She's not the mayor or anything." He laughed.
The savior laughed with him, grinning. "We all can't be so lucky." She played along.
The bartender poured two scotches before walking away. Officer Collins handed one to Emma and raised his in the air. "To drowning our sorrows in alocohol." He toasted
Emma clinked their glasses together. "Amen to that." She spoke before taking a sip. She cleared her throat. "So what are you and your girl fighting about?"
"I proposed and she said no." He admitted quietly.
The sheriff nearly choked on her drink. "No shit!" She exclaimed. "Did you break up?"
Collins shook his head. "No. She just said she wasn't ready." He shrugged. "I can wait."
His words resonated with the blonde. She thought of Regina. If the mayor wanted to wait for Emma to move in, maybe she shouldn't be as offended as she was. Her and Regina had a good relationship going the way things were. Maybe waiting a little while wasn't as awful as the sheriff originally thought.
"How about you?" The officer asked her. "What happened with you and Regina?"
Emma licked her lips and took a drink from her glass. "We've been planning to move in together and then my mom said some things that freaked her out." She explained. "I think it made Regina re-think things."
His brown eyes furrowed. "Don't you have a son together?"
The blonde chuckled. "It's complicated."
"Sounds like it." The man agreed. "I'd love to hear the story."
Emma cleared her throat and proceeded to tell him the very watered down non-magic/insane curse part of the story. "So, I was eighteen when I got pregnant."
The time on her phone read 3:50am. She had a voicemail from Regina that she had yet to listen to. Emma was still highly drunk, but she managed to make it back to town and she was outside of the mansion. She planned to sleep at the station, but after drunken ramblings with Officer Collins all she wanted to do was go inside that house and cuddle with her girlfriend.
She put her phone up to her ear and listened to the voicemail the former queen left her. "Emma, it's me. You know how I loathe voicemails, but since you turned your phone off you've given me no choice." There was a deep sigh. "Honey, I know you think that I'm second guessing you moving here… maybe I was, but that was stupid. I was stupid. I want you here more than anything. Just… come home, baby. I can't sleep without you."
Emma quickly got out of the car. She heard what she needed to hear. Her girl wanted her home. Regina had actually used that word. The savior quietly unlocked the door and stumbled up the steps. She silently opened the door to the master bedroom.
On the bed lied her sleeping girlfriend. Chief and Boss were lightly snoring away beside her like the trained guard dogs they were. Emma chuckled in her drunken haze, shedded her shoes and plopped on top of her true love. "I thought you couldn't sleep without me?" She slurred close to the older woman's face.
Regina groaned at being awake until she realized who it was. She blinked a couple times and felt her heart expand with joy. "Emma." She whispered with a smile.
The sheriff gave the woman underneath her Eskimo kisses before leaning their foreheads together. "I'm sorry for leaving."
"No." Regina shook her head, moving her hands to grip the savior's face. "I'm sorry. I want you to move in."
Emma grinned softly down at her. "It's okay if you don't." She insured her.
"But I do!" The mayor promised. "I was being stupid earlier." She explained and tangled her fingers in blonde hair. "I love you. I want you with me every night."
The blonde was drunk, but she wasn't about to let them squish this at four in the morning. "We can talk about this in the morning and figure it all out." She promised.
"You've been drinking." Regina noted. "Did you drive home drunk?"
Emma groaned. "Can we put a pin in that until I'm sober?" She questioned. Then she remembered. "Oh! Guess who I ran into!" She giggled.
"Who? Where'd you go?" The mayor demanded to know.
The savior grinned. "Castine. I ran into Toby."
Brown eyebrows furrowed. "Toby?"
"Officer Collins." Emma explained. "He has a girlfriend! Did you know that? And if you say yes I will wonder how the fuck you know that because they haven't been dating that long. And he proposed to her! They've been dating for like three weeks and the fucker proposes!" She laughed.
Regina smiled happily at her rambling girlfriend. "Fuck me." She instructed, opting not to reply to the woman's drunken rambling.
The sheriff bit her lip and smirked. "Yeah?"
"Better make it quick, Swan. We've got a big day tomorrow." The mayor reminded her.
Emma quickly shred her clothes and Regina's too. If they were going to fuck, they needed to do it before the savior passed out from being so drunk. She straddled the brunette after getting them naked and roughly managed to shove their dogs off the bed to keep them from cock blocking.
When they hit the floor, Regina gasped. "Baby, you could have hurt them!"
Green eyes rolled before she smashed her lips against the awaiting mayor's eagerly. Her hands glided against the tight body underneath her. She bit the plump bottom lip of the mayor and sucked it roughly into her mouth.
Regina growled in the back of her throat as tingles spread from her lips down to her toes. The savior always had a way of touching her that made her come apart at the seams. She swiped her tongue across the blonde's lip and when her own captured lip was released, she slid that slick down her lover's mouth.
A muffled moan escaped Emma as their tongue's collided. Her itchy fingers moved to grope tantalizing breasts and teased at erect nipples. She felt slender hips roll up into her and the sensation sent a shockwave straight to core. She tore her lips away from the older woman and spread her legs apart. "I want to show you something." She smirked devilishly as she positioned her cunt to meet Regina's.
The brunette felt warm wetness press against her center and arched her back off the bed in pleasure. She let out a slow moan. "Oh." She approved breathlessly.
"Feels good, right?" Emma asked with confidence before she started to devour the alluring neck of her lover.
Regina's hips started a slow rotation as her clit slid against the blonde's. "Feels… Oh God, yeah." She whimpered, moving her hips faster. "Why haven't we done this before?"
The sheriff chuckled throatily as she met each thrust of the former queen. "I wanted to save it for a special occasion." Emma moaned, feeling herself ache with the need to go faster so she sped up the pace. "God you feel good, baby."
Brown eyes started to roll into the back of the brunette's head. Her clit was throbbing with need and she could feel her girlfriend's juices meeting her own in the middle. Everything was slick and sweaty and absolutely fucking glorious! She grabbed the younger woman's ass and hiked her leg up to get a better angle.
Both of the women gasped at the new angle and started going faster. Emma felt it building inside of her. "I'm close." She confessed, screwing her eyes shut as she lathered her true love's slender neck with sloppy kisses.
"Mm. Come then, Emma." Regina whined quietly, nails carving into her girlfriend's backside as she neared her own release.
Emma thrusted against her lover as fast as she could while the heat built inside her. It was coming. She was coming. She felt Regina's hard clit against her own and exploded.
Regina literally felt the orgasm of the savior, the pulsating of her clit and before she knew it, she was coming with her in a breathless and heaving mess.
Regina will be learning a lot of new things sexually in the upcoming chapters. ;) Coming up is moving day & more planning for the Charming wedding. Emma & Regina will continue to have little arguments when they're settling into living together, but nothing too bad. Also, expect Killian in the next chapter because I miss him! Hah. Next post will be Monday! Until then guys!