Disclaimer:

I do not own Once Upon A Time.

Author's Note:

TW: There is anal penetration in this chapter. So if that's not your cup of tea you can just skim over the sex scene or not read at all.

I'm really sorry for the long wait. I have been too lazy to write and I was just so uninspired. Gah! Procrastination should be my middle name. For reals.

Kiss and Make Love

They were fighting.

The morning started out great in the Swan-Mills household. Regina even made Emma's favorite breakfast but by noon, everything went downhill. For the life of her, Emma could not even remember what the root of their fight was. Hell, she didn't even remember if she did anything wrong.

When Regina didn't go down to the station for their lunch, Emma had a bad hunch that something was not right so she left the station to her Father-slash-Deputy David to go see her wife. Upon arriving at City Hall, Regina barely spoke to her and said she was too busy before sending her back on her merry way. Emma didn't think much of it because sometimes Regina still acts like a HBIC –which is a major turn on most of the time- and would ignore her until after office hours.

She wishes that Regina's mood will be better once they get home. Oh how mistaken she was.

Now, they are having a screaming match in their bedroom. Emma was glad she arranged for Henry to be at her parents for the night. All the screaming and thinking of reasons of why they're having this huge fit was giving her the headache. Her mind is swimming with 'what went wrong?', 'what did I do?', and different scenarios of what would happen in the next few seconds. She just wants to sleep and wish that everything will be back to normal when she wakes.

"For fuck's sake, Regina! Can you stop bitching for one second?! You're giving me a headache!" she spat in her wife's face while rubbing her temples.

She heard a low growl before Regina pounced on her. Emma wasn't expecting the sudden weight so they both stumbled on top of the bed.

One moment, Regina was screaming at her and the next she was kissing her senseless. That mouth of hers is fucking deadly.

The unexpected loud moan that came from Emma brought them both back down to reality. Regina broke the kiss to look down at her wife before adjusting her position so she could straddle her.

"I'm so mad at you right now," Regina hissed through her teeth while simultaneously grinding on Emma's pelvis and unbuttoning the Sherriff's shirt.

"Why?" Emma's reply was a cross between a moan and a whine.

"Because," Regina sassed back, like it was all the explanation Emma needed. When all of Emma's buttons were undone, she tugged on the shirt and let Emma remove it before moving down on the blonde's pants.

Emma let her wife undress her. She didn't want to upset Regina further but she needed to know what has gotten into her wife to make her lash out at her. "Seriously babe, I don't even remember what I did. Whatever it is, I'm sorry. Forgive me?" She made sure to use her puppy dog eyes and made her bottom lip jut out a little.

"Shut up, Miss Swan!" Regina hissed before diving back to devouring Emma's lips focusing more on her bottom lip. She lifted her lower body so she could help Emma in discarding her skin tight jeans without them breaking the kiss.

When Regina's wet nips moved down to the length of her neck, Emma came to the realization that Regina is PMSing. The brunette gets worked up and super horny when her time of the month is approaching which are both a good thing and a bad thing for Emma. But the way things were going at the moment, Emma muses that it's a very very good thing.

When she was left in only her undergarments, Regina shifted on top of her and started undoing her own silk blouse. Emma couldn't stop her hands from caressing Regina's bare thighs that was exposed because of the skirt that was bunched up at her waist when she straddled her on the bed.

After tossing her blouse on the bedroom floor, Regina got off her wife to stand so she could shimmy out of her wrinkled pencil skirt. Brushing off her hair from her face, she crawled slowly on the bed and on top of her very aroused wife.

Emma didn't waste more time and grabbed the back of Regina's head for a heated kiss. She wrapped all her limbs around Regina like a Koala-hug to feel that skin to skin friction with her wife.

She couldn't be sure to whom that needy moan came from but she maneuvered herself so she could be on top of Regina but the brunette was having none of it and rolled over so she was back on top.

"Reginaaaaa," Emma whined dragging her wife's name while cupping Regina's breast over her hot pink bra. If she weren't so wet and aroused already, she'd be really turned on with her wife's lingerie choice. Her wife rarely wears colors and when she does, Emma melts like a puddle of desire.

Regina stills and scrambles off her and the bed. "No touching," she drawls, hands on her hips and with a lazy smirk.

Emma was about to shot back a sarcastic remark but stopped short when Regina drew her arms across her middle, making her boobs look bigger. She tried really hard not to get distracted by her wife's body but the way her bra makes her boobs pop out and the way those little scrap of fabric clings to her peachy ass made Emma's mouth run dry.

Emma was just thinking of hauling her wife back to bed and to hell with Regina's 'no touching' when the brunette turned and walked to their walk-in closet. Huffing out a frustrated breath, she plunked down on the bed with a bounce.

She was trying to calm her breathing when she felt the bed dip with her wife's weight. Her eyes zeroed-in on what Regina brought with her from the closet. Their strap-on.

Emma didn't make a fuss when Regina climbed back on top of her and flushed their bodies together before giving her a frenzied kiss. She didn't make a fuss when Regina bit a little hard on her lower lip that elicited a muffled groan from her. And she definitely didn't make a fuss when Regina shoved her hot tongue inside her mouth and down her throat.

Emma was light-headed from lack of oxygen when Regina broke their torrid kissing. She trailed kisses down her blonde wife's body before moving off her completely.

When Emma felt Regina shift on the foot of the bed, she lifted her upper body up to make out what her wife was planning to do. Regina gave her a sly smirk when she looked at her in confusion. Then, Regina unclasped her bra, threw it on the floor before moving on to her panty. She gave a teasing wink to Emma before putting on a show of slowly removing her underwear, flinging the damp fabric at Emma's face. They couldn't help it, they both laughed at that but Emma sobered up instantly when Regina opened her legs, giving Emma an unrestricted view to her glistening center. Emma moaned at the sight and sat up immediately but was abruptly stopped by her wife from doing anything further.

Regina tsk-ed and wiggled a finger at her wife, "Stay. I said no touching."

"Oh come on, babe!" Emma whined, grabbing fistfuls of her blonde locks. She was sexually frustrated and Regina isn't very helpful at the moment. So it's one of those days again. Emma thought. She'd be a shriveling mess of sexual frustration before Regina tires out of torturing her.

"Patience," Regina husked and mentally smirked at her wife's state. She maintained eye contact with her wife while dipping a finger in her damp folds. She bit her lip to suppress a moan upon the contact of her finger with her pussy. Shuddering at the sensation, Regina rubbed small circles on her clit while spreading her juices on her finger and folds. She wasn't aware of her eyes closing but when she opened them, she saw her wife's flushed face and hungry stare.

Withdrawing her finger from her lower lips, she offered the glistening digit to Emma. Without missing a beat, Emma lunged for the offered finger and sucked it like a ravenous savage.

When Regina was sure all her juices were sucked off from her finger, she pushed Emma away from her and shifted back to her position on the foot of the bed. She grabbed the appendage attached to the strap-on and rubbed it on her pussy coating it with her desire. Regina didn't know if the gasp came from her or from her wife who's watching her every movement like a hawk. To be honest, she gets a kick out of knowing that she can make her wife a pathetic mess of sexual frustration. Focusing on putting a show for her wife and pleasuring herself, Regina could feel her folds opening up to welcome the big appendage. Guiding the head of the cock to her pussy, she shifted her position so she could accommodate the intrusion better. Impaling herself on the fake dick, she threw her head back and rode the shaft like a queen.

"Holy shit!" Emma squeaked when Regina started riding the dildo like she was a fucking cowgirl. She tried so hard not to grab Regina and fuck her till kingdom come. Clenching her fists to her sides and clamping her legs shut, she watched in agony and amazement at the way her wife pleasured herself. Regina's moans shot straight to her core so she hardened her jaw and tried to even her labored breathing. Regina was riding the cock so hard the bed was rocking and her ample breasts were bouncing in time with her thrusts. She longed to touch her wife; Regina was doing pretty good in pleasuring herself, caressing her body like a lover would and kneading and tugging her perky nipples without pausing or stopping her rhythmic thrusts. Emma couldn't focus on where to look; Regina's flushed face, her bouncing bosom, or her core being impaled by the fake cock.

Emma was losing her shit. Regina was so fucking hot that it literally stole her breath away. Sometimes she thinks she's become asthmatic whenever she's near her wife. She finds herself gasping for breath most of the time because she's an idiot who momentarily forgets how to breathe. If it was possible, she could say that she falls even deeper in love with Regina every passing day despite of their imperfect relationship. She nearly pulled her hair when Regina came hard and fucking screamed her name out that she was sure the whole town heard it.

Regina slumped on the bed to catch her breath. She pulled out the appendage from inside her with a whimper. Looking up, she smiled at Emma before speaking up in a hoarse voice, "Come here, dear." When Emma moved to hover over her, she pulled the blonde down for a wet kiss.

"Now get on your hands and knees," Regina ordered when she broke the kiss.

Without any sassy retort, Emma simply obeyed her wife. She was so ready for a mind blowing orgasm that she would do anything Regina orders her to do.

Emma choked on air when she felt tiny kisses on her core that was on display for her wife. She did not suppress her moan when she felt Regina's probing tongue. She shivered when her wife blew on her folds and waited patiently for what's to come next. The bed shifted and she heard the opening and closing of their bedside drawer but Emma didn't check on what Regina was up to. She just waited. She squeaked, her knees shook, and her arms gave out when she felt the tip of the strap-on slide into her. Emma bit on the pillow and dug her nails on the bedspread when Regina pushed the cock to the hilt.

Emma moved her head to the side so she could look at her wife. Regina was breathing heavily, her lips slightly parted, kneeling on the bed and rocking the strap-on back and forth slowly inside of her. Just the imagery of that fake cock inside Regina moments ago still glistening with juices and now that it was inside of her still with her wife's desire mixed with her own made her moan out loud.

Emma's body jerked forward when she felt a cold sensation on her other hole. The faint smell of strawberry lube mixed with the overpowering smell of sex hang in the air. It won't be the first time that they'd do it with her back door. They just do it rarely. But it seems that Regina wanted to give her that kind of pleasure at the moment.

Regina's pounding on her pussy and the fingers massaging her other opening drove Emma near the edge. She was so so near when Regina stilled her movements and pulled out of her. Emma let out a sound that was a moan but suspiciously sounds like a sob. And then before Emma could question her wife, she felt the little vibrations coming from the vibrator that Regina placed inside her needy core making her shudder with the sensation. When the vibrator was snuggly placed inside her pussy, she felt another appendage poking her ass. She gasped when she felt her wife slowly guiding the fake dick inside her other hole.

"Are you okay?" Regina asked concerned, stilling her movements and making Emma adjust to the intrusion.

"Great," Emma croaked and rocked her ass so Regina could finish what she started.

Emma relaxed her muscles when she felt Regina starting to slide the cock inside again. This time there was not much resistance. Emma's mind was swimming. She felt so full. The sensations were overwhelming. When Regina started thrusting inside her, she screamed. "Oh god, faster!"

Being taken like that made Emma gasp for air. It felt like her brain was short circuiting. The vibrations in her pussy and the hard pounding in her ass set her nerves on fire. She was screaming and moaning like crazy. She could feel Regina's erect nipples brushing against her back, the light feathery kisses placed on every inch of her sweaty skin, and the hard grip on her hips that will surely leave bruises. She was so close.

"You dirty, dirty girl. You love this, don't you? Me, taking you from behind. Filling you up completely. Driving you near the edge. What does it feel, huh? Oh, I could feel your walls clenching. I could smell your arousal seeping out. I love how you taste, my love. I want to taste you. Now, will you come for me? Come for me, Emma."

That was all it took. Hearing Regina's sultry voice, made that tightening pressure in her lower abdomen release. Her pillows swallowed her screams. She wanted to curl in on herself and rock back on her wife at the same time. She screamed and screamed until her body went limp.

Regina pulled out of her and removed the vibrator from her pussy. Emma whimpered when she felt Regina's tongue cleaning her up. She remained lying on her stomach, arms and legs sprawled on the bed, and her head buried deep in her pillows. Her body still jerks from her orgasm and from the sensation of Regina's tongue licking her juices off.

When Regina moved up the bed and laid beside her, Emma rolled on her back and beamed goofily at her smiling wife, "I love you and I really love make-up sex."

Smirking, Regina rolled to her side and kissed Emma on the lips, "Oh no, dear! That was us fighting… Now love, let me make it up to you… Hmm?"

A/N: I'm sorry for the mistakes. So what do you think, my dears? I hope you liked it. *fingers-crossed*