Emma Swan

I securely hold Regina's hand as I lead her down to a little pond away from the wedding. We have some down time before the reception, so I thought we better figure this out before we ruin Belle's wedding, along with our night as well. We discover a little bench near the water and I sit down, pulling Regina in close next to me.

"I wonder if he knew his dad was marrying Belle?" I incoherently mumble as my first thought that comes to mind pops out of my mouth. This statement earns myself a death glare from my obviously livid girlfriend.

"That's what you are wondering about?" She snaps.

"A little bit," I mutter as I shrug my shoulders. Regina huffs our her anger and turns her head away from me but I'm not about to let her rage scare me off.

"Regina?" I grip her chin firmly between my index finger and thumb and guide her head back in my direction. "You're not worried about us, now that Neal's here, are you?" I timidly question staring deep into those enchanting cocoa colored eyes.

"What do you think Swan?" She spits coldly as she holds my gaze. I feel like a small child being scolded as her eyes burn right through me.

"I thought we talked about this, I'm not going anywhere. Don't you trust me?" I was starting to feel defeated. What's the point of our relationship if she doesn't trust me?

"I know what he meant to you. Remember, I was the one who sat with you in a bath tub while you cried. I was the one who watched you wither away into nothing while he was gone," she demands with conviction lacing each and every word.

"And if you remember, I kissed you that night in the bathtub. I came out of that dark place because of you!" I inhale a deep breath preparing myself to explain as best as I can to calm down my girlfriend's worries. "To me, he's just a ghost of my past. Yes, he was my first love and yes, I may always have a special place in my heart for him, but only because he gave us Henry. But you Regina, are my forever." She sucks her plump lip between her teeth as she ponders over my words. "Gina, remember the night I left?" She slowly nods as her eyes bore into mine. "I told you that Henry was my heart, so therefore I would be forever yours. I mean that, I want you to be my forever. I'm not going anywhere. When I just saw Neal, I felt nothing. It was like I was hugging a brother. When I look at you, my heart races, my palms get all sweaty, just the way you hate them," I tease, "butterflies take over my stomach, my legs turn to mush. I love you," I declare as I rest my forehead against hers.

We both sigh heavily as my eyes flutter close. I press my lips into her plump flesh, stained with red lipstick. My heart flutters as I think about wanting to smudge her lipstick, so everyone knows she's mine. My tongue sweeps across her lips, forcing her mouth open so I can taste the mint still lingering upon her tongue.

Her hands grips the back of my neck firmly as she pulls me closer. My first instinct is to moan in response as a shock of need sparks my core. I break the kiss instantly as my body starts to lose control.

"Regina, we have to stop because I want you so bad right now," I pant as I gasp for air.

My confession must have turned her on even more as her evil smirk, that I love so much, creeps across her face. She lifts one leg and straddles my lap. She casually drapes her arms over my shoulders and rests her forehead against mine.

I cannot peel my eyes away from her mouth. One side is curling up into a grin as she bites the other side down between her pearly white teeth. She is radiating raw sexuality and that is enough to sweep my mind clear of any previous thoughts.

"You are going to be the death of me," I groan as my eyes stay focused on her lips.

Her right hand snakes down my collarbone, allowing her fingertips to delicately skim down my chest, dipping between the valley of my breasts, across my stomach and still right at the hem of my dress. Her brown eyes sparkle with mischief as they hold my gaze.

She slips her hand beneath my dress and slides her hand up my bare thigh. She expertly moves the lacy fabric to one side before her finger sweeps lightly through my damp folds causing my body to shudder. Before I have a chance to blink, Regina quickly pulls away and stands up from my lap, leaving me absolutely bewildered.

"Regina?" I call out as I reach forward and curl my fingers around her wrist before she can slip away.

"I just needed to know if your body wanted me as much as your mind," she winks over her shoulder as she sucks the finger that is coated with my essence into her mouth. I make a very loud gulping noise and groan once more from her sultry move. "Come on Swan, we don't want to keep everyone waiting," she scolds as she turns on her heel causing me to grip her wrist a little tighter.

"Just remember karma's a bitch," I smirk as I stand from the bench. "We didn't even discuss what we are going to tell Henry or Neal."

"For right now, Neal is an old friend, as far as Henry is concerned. Neal, we will tell him he's Henry's father, but not to discuss it now because this is neither the time nor place," she firmly states, and I nod in agreement.

I love when she takes control like that.

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Henry was seated with Zelena at their table when we entered the reception hall, hand in hand.

"Moms!" Henry squeals when he spots us strolling over to his table.

"Hello my prince," Regina coos while she leans down to kiss the top of his head.

"Everything alright?" Zelena questions as her eyes shift suspiciously back and forth between Regina and I.

"Of course," I beam while squeezing my confirmation into Regina's hand and stare at my girlfriend like she is the only one in this room.

Of course, that is the moment Neal silently approaches us.

"Why don't you two catch up before dinner starts," Regina suggests as she claims the seat next to Henry.

I lean forward, taking Regina by surprise. I kiss her lips delicately and hum in appreciation prompting a bright smile to grace her face as I pull away. I then proceed to quickly kiss the top of Henry's head before ruffling his hair.

"I'll be right back kid."

"Okay ma," he murmurs while he continues to color the sheet in front of him.

"So you're with Mills now?" Neal interrogates as we walk away but I can't truly tell what tone he is using with me.

Is he jealous? Is he simply curious? Is he confused since I was with him, a man, for five solid years?

"Yes. Regina and I are a couple now."

"I always knew you two had chemistry," he smiles as he playfully nudges my shoulder. I furrow my brows in confusion as we keep walking toward the bar. "Take a seat," he motions to the stool in which I oblige.

"Neal, I-" he hastily holds up his hand instantly silencing me.

"Look Emma, I left you, in the middle of the night. Never to be heard from again. You don't owe me any explanation on your love life now. The only thing I want to know is, is that my son out there?" I take a deep breath feeling a little calmer about this situation from his words.

"Yes, Henry is your son. I think I found out a little over a month after you left."

He nods but we both fall into a long silence. I'm not quite sure what to say in this moment or even take a guess as to what is crossing his mind at a time like this.

"Look, I know I messed up big time, but I have a steady job, that pays well. I'm not doing anything illegal anymore, I promise you. I want to be in Henry's life. Would you and Regina consider that?"

"I think we can talk about it, sure. You have to promise me, you won't hurt him. He's too perfect to have his heartbroken so young."

"I swear Emma I won't let him down. I already hate myself for ever letting you down. I won't make that mistake again."

How could I deny him a second chance, when I myself was still working for mine? I have to give him the benefit of the doubt just like Regina did with me. Neal always had a big heart, that was never the issue between us. I know in my heart he could really love Henry.

"Emma?" I peer up into his eyes that are full of love. He leans forward in his seat, creating a palpable tension between us, our noses not even an inch apart. "I will always love you baby girl, I won't let you or Henry down. Most importantly, I promise I won't ever come between you and Regina."

I gently cup his cheeks and drag my thumbs against his warm flesh just like I always did when we were together. "I will probably always love you. You gave us Henry and he's the most amazing little boy ever."

Neal offers me a genuine smile before wrapping his arms around my back and tugging me into a warm hug. It wasn't long before he sat back in his seat.

"So, what would you and Regina like to drink? Rum and Coke? I'm buying."

"Mimosas please. That's what we've been drinking all day, don't want to change that and end up sick."

He laughs, understanding my point and orders our drinks. Together we walk back to the table where we left everyone waiting. Neal holds out a mimosa for Regina like it was a peace offering.

"I think it's safe to say I'm not a stranger anymore Mills," Neal teases, smiling down upon her.

"Thank you," she responds as she happily accepts the drink.

"Nobody got me a freaking drink?" Zelena snarks appearing slightly offended. We all laugh at the loud woman as Neal holds his hands up in surrender.

"I'll go grab you one. What would you like?"

"Something with alcohol," she mocks as Neal scampers off back toward the bar.

"Everything okay?" Regina questions with her eyes narrowed in my direction.

"Perfect," I smile confidently and place another kiss to those sexy full lips.

"Ewww moms please stop," Henry whines with his adorable freckled nose crinkled in distaste.

"I agree with my nephew," Zelena jokes as she rolls her eyes like a small child.

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Now that it was time for dinner, Regina and I had to sit at the head table with everyone in the wedding party. Belle was in the middle, followed by Ruby, then myself and Regina at the end. The drinks were endless at this point and I was finding my body buzzing deliciously with the alcohol flowing freely through my veins.

I lean forward on the table, resting my chin onto the palm of my hand, effectively blocking Regina from Ruby and Belle's view. I use my free hand to draw light circles up my girlfriend's inner thigh. Luckily the dress was loose enough, it draped anywhere I pleased to place it.

Regina's hot flesh breaks out into goosebumps inspiring a smile to grace my face. My fingers dance their way up her smooth thigh, but she doesn't even flinch.

Everyone's main focus is on Belle's father as he just starts his speech. So, I tease my way a little further up and push her legs apart. My girlfriend tries to catch my hand between her thighs as she snaps her legs closed but I'm too quick.

I slip my index finger into her silky, wet underwear. At a tantalizing slow pace, I slide my finger up and down, appreciating her silky-smooth folds. I lick my lips subconsciously as I crave to lick so much more. I continue to spread her wetness, that is just for me, all around her core. I glance out of the corner of my eye to catch Regina trying desperately to keep her cool.

The brunette's hand is shaking as she reaches for her champagne flute. She presses the rim to her lips while I study as the cool liquid slides into her mouth.

Fuck I want to be that glass.

I slowly slip one finger in her awaiting entrance with ease, knowing she's wet enough for me. I curl that one finger and listen carefully to Regina's breath hitch. I decide to push my luck and slip another finger in. She jumps at the pressure and bumps her knee into the table, which causes the plates and glasses to clink loudly all around us.

Belle and Ruby whip their heads in Regina's direction, which I mimic, to appear as clueless as they are. I also turn my back a little more so the girls cannot see Regina's lap. Thankfully between the long table cloth and her napkin cloaked across her legs, the girls can't see much.

Regina flashes them a weak, apologetic smile and sips from her glass again. I pull my fingers away and lean over into her ear.

"Just making sure I can still make you wet."