A/N: this chapter is the perfect mix of plot development and smut (in my humble opinion). So here's your NOT SUITABLE FOR WORK warning. Oh and this chapter includes light anal play so if that isn't your thing, skip the last bit and you won't miss any of the storyline.
"OK. Tell me what happened," Booth said, leaning back in his chair and folding his arms.
"West came into the laundry room this morning when I was working. Told me to-," Emma hesitated. She wasn't sure what Booth's reaction to her and Regina's relationship would be.
"It's ok," Booth said, smiling encouragingly. "I'm not going to judge you for your involvement with Mills."
"You know?" Emma asked, eyebrows raised.
"Fisher mentioned she accompanied you to your appointment last week. Don't worry, I'm not offended you replaced me," he said with a wink. "Plus she was present at the two fights you've been caught up in. It doesn't take a genius to work out something is going on."
"And you're ok with it?"
"Well the prison doesn't encourage relationships between inmates by any means but we know they happen and policing them is practically impossible. And on a personal level, my brother is gay and I am accepting of all sexualities."
Emma sighed with relief and nodded. "OK, so West told me to stay away from Regina, I mean Mills. You know they're half sisters right?" Booth nodded again. "Yeah so West had threatened me before. Told me to end our relationship. She's somehow got Faery, Trident and Feinberg working for her too. Ironic seeing as they were responsible for her ending up with bruises all over her and a cracked rib a couple of months ago. I didn't think there was anything to the threats but Regina believes differently. I haven't even told her about West coming to see me today yet."
"When were you first threatened?" Booth asked, leaning forward and picking up a pen to make some notes.
"I can't remember. Some time in mid-March."
"Almost two months ago. Why are you only coming to me now?"
"Because you don't want to be known as the snitch in prison," Emma scoffed. "I'd only just found out I was pregnant when they first threatened us and I really didn't need anything else on my plate. Nothing happened anyway. Not for a couple of weeks and then it was just the same old threat. They never followed through on their words and West never ordered her cronies to attack me."
"Until last month when the fight in the dining hall caused you to be rushed to emergency surgery?" Booth asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Well, technically that fight wasn't about me," Emma admitted. "Regina reacted to a dig West made about her father. I was just at the wrong place at the wrong time."
"So why are you taking West seriously now?"
Emma moved her hand to her swelling stomach. "My baby," she whispered. "I would never forgive myself if anything was to happen and I did nothing to stop it. Can you help me protect them?"
Booth nodded and placed a report form and a pen in front of Emma.
"Fill this in. Leave nothing out."
"Where were you at dinner?" Regina asked, leaning against the archway wall to Emma's bunk.
"Talking to Booth," Emma said, sitting up from her bed and gesturing for her girlfriend to come and join. Red tactfully got up and left the room.
"Why?" Regina asked, sitting down next to the blonde and looking concerned.
"West came to see me again today. Told me the same thing as before: to back off you or suffer the consequences. She wasn't with her cronies but somehow this time was more intimidating. I got scared and decided I needed to tell someone. Booth has all the information and is going to pass it along to the warden for appraisal."
Regina listened intently as her girlfriend spoke, anger bubbling inside her. She knew exactly who was behind her half sister's threat and had no doubt both were capable of seeing it through.
"What does he think the warden will do?" Regina asked.
"Depends," Emma shrugged. "I could be put in protective housing but as I'm pregnant, Booth thinks that's unlikely. West could be reassigned but as there's no evidence of physical harm and the accusation is hearsay, it's not a strong case apparently."
"Would it help if I spoke to Booth about what West said to me?" Regina asked.
Emma shook her head. "He knows your involvement in everything already so I doubt it would do any good. If anything, you have a better case actually seeing as you were beaten up by the three thugs. But that will get those losers moved rather than West since you can't prove they were acting on her behalf."
"So we just wait for them to physically hurt you?" Regina said angrily.
"I'm sure it won't come to that, babe," Emma assured her. "West is just feeling lonely or left out or some weird sibling rivalry crap. What would she gain from acting on her threats?"
"My mother," Regina stated, darkly.
"Excuse me?"
"She'd gain my mother," Regina explained. "She's behind all of this, I can tell. My mother found out about me and you through West and now that ginger bitch is her pet, doing everything she says to try and get me to break up with you so I will go back to the stables. Like that's ever going to happen. And I think West knows that actually. She also knows my mother wants a daughter, someone to take on the family business. If it can't be me, West is sloppy seconds. With me out of the picture, my psycho half sister plans to worm her way back to the family fortune."
"Shit," Emma breathed. "So we should lay low for a while?"
Regina reached for Emma's hands. "I don't want to, Emma. I really don't. But until the warden decides, I think that's the safest thing to do. I don't want to put you or your baby in harms way … again."
"I don't want to not be able to see you, speak to you, touch you," Emma sighed, pulling Regina into a hug.
"We don't have a choice," Regina mumbled against the smooth skin of the blonde's neck. "I'm so sorry Emma."
"What are you sorry for?" the younger woman asked, pulling back to look into glistening brown eyes.
"For getting you involved in my family drama."
"Hey, if this is what I have to deal with to be with you, it's worth it," Emma said, earnestly, caressing Regina's face.
"I hope you still feel that way in a few days, " Regina said with a chuckle.
"Why's that?" Emma asked.
"Because you've been hornier and hornier this past week and I'd imagine your sex drive is skyrocketing because you're pregnant. It's only going to get worse and I won't be able to … lend a hand."
Emma groaned and flopped back onto her bed. "Shit, I forgot about that," she said. "And now I can't stop thinking about it so it's probably best if you leave now before your crazy half sister spots us in here and kills the both of us."
Regina laughed, despite the potential truth behind the statement and stood up. "See you soon, honey," she said, leaning down to kiss Emma on the cheek. "Let me know as soon as you hear from Booth."
Two days. It had been two days since she had last spoken to Regina. They had been the longest two days of the blonde's life. Emma rolled over and huffed in frustration. She had been trying to fall asleep for hours and the throbbing between her legs was making it very difficult. Once Red's rhythmic breathing had filled the bunk, Emma had slid her own hand down, teased the tense bundle of nerves and attempted to bring herself to orgasm, but it was no use. She had tried to imagine her girlfriend's own fingers dancing over her clit but it hadn't work and now she was hornier than ever. Glancing at Red's clock, she saw it was just past two am. Deciding there was only one thing for it, Emma threw the blanket off herself and swung her legs out of bed.
Slipping into the corridor, she glanced up to the guard station. Nolan was fast asleep in his chair, his mouth hanging open. What Snow saw in him she would never know. Moving as quietly as possible, Emma crept down the corridor. When she reached the entrance to Regina's bunk, she looked around to make sure no one was watching and stepped inside.
The brunette lay facing away from Emma, curled up into a ball, snuggled under her blankets. Arendelle II was also, thankfully, fast asleep. Emma tip toed in and crouched down next to Regina's head. Placing a hand gently on her shoulder, she shook the older woman lightly. Regina mumbled something and stirred slightly but didn't wake. Emma shook a little harder.
"What?" Regina said, rather loudly, sitting bolt upright in bed.
"Shhhhh," Emma whispered, placing her hand over her girlfriend's mouth.
"Emma?" Regina breathed out as the blonde removed her hand. "What's wrong?" she asked, her eyes wide and worried.
"Nothing," Emma whispered. "Come with me."
Confused, Regina got out of bed and followed the blonde into the corridor. Confirming Nolan was still asleep, Emma pulled Regina into the main hallway and towards the chapel. Regina realised where they were heading and her eyes widened.
"Seriously?" she hissed.
"I need you," Emma said, looking back over her shoulder with pleading eyes.
Regina stifled a laugh. "Told you pregnancy was making your sex drive go through the roof."
"Yeah yeah, you were right," Emma said as she reached the door. "Can we get past the gloating and onto the fucking?"
"My pleasure," Regina said, closing the door behind them and pushing Emma immediately up against it.
Their mouths met hungrily. Two days without physical contact had been difficult for the brunette too. Tongues slithered over one another as teeth nipped at lips and hands tangled in hair. Regina wasted no time in reaching for the hem of Emma's top, pulling it up and tossing it aside. Her hands drew slowly up her sides before they cupped the blonde's breasts. Her nipples were already hard and increasingly sensitive. Pinching them earned a yelp from Emma and Regina mumbled an apology into their passionate kiss.
"Too sensitive," she said. "Use your mouth."
Regina grinned at the blonde's instructions. She loved it when her bedmates told her what they wanted. Peppering kisses down the blonde's heaving chest, she slid her hot tongue over the right nipple, feeling the puckered nerves hard and tender. Emma moaned and pulled the mouth closer, needing to feel the wet heat surrounding her areola. Regina complied, running her hands over Emma's stomach as she did so. It was growing slightly every day and there was now a definite bulge, still unnoticeable in the prison uniform. The brunette trailed her fingertips over the changing skin reverently.
"Please don't," Emma sighed as she felt her girlfriend's tender touch.
"It's beautiful Emma," Regina told her, firmly. "You're beautiful. Please let me show you."
The blonde nodded as she saw the earnest look in her girlfriend's eyes, faint light from the corridor illuminating her features just enough. Regina grinned and placed kisses from Emma's wet nipple down the rounded stomach to the hem of Emma's pyjama pants. Hooking her fingers into the elastic, Regina placed open mouthed kisses all over the blonde's abdomen as she pushed the pants down slender legs. She groaned as she realised her girlfriend wasn't wearing any panties. The scent of her arousal hit her nose as she moved closer.
"You're so wet!" Regina gasped as she slid her finger through Emma's folds.
"I was trying to touch myself earlier," the blonde all but cried out at the ministrations of her girlfriend. "It wasn't enough. I needed you."
Regina grinned at that and placed a kiss to Emma's left hip then her right hip, all the while sliding her finger along the dripping slit. Parting the labia, she dipped two fingertips inside Emma. A moan sounded above her and Regina smiled wider before sealing her mouth suddenly around the tight bundle of nerves. Emma's hips bucked away from the door at the sensation and Regina quickly moved her arm to pin the blonde more firmly above her.
Slender fingers twisted into her hair, pulling her closer as Regina's tongue flicked out to lave her clit. As she did so, she buried her two fingers deep inside the blonde, delighting in the tight, hot channel that now surrounded them. Waiting a moment for her girlfriend to become accustomed to the sudden intrusion, Regina pulled her fingers out slowly before pushing back in again. She established a steady rhythm as her mouth continued to move gently over the hooded clit.
Now confident Emma's hips were going to remain where they were, she slid her arm around the back of Emma's thighs, pulling herself closer. Using her spare hand, she raked her fingernails over the tender flesh of the blonde's inner thighs, moving steadily higher as she increased the speed and force of the thrusts inside Emma. As her fingertips reached the curve of Emma's ass, her hand was pistoning in and out of the drenched channel, the sound of the squelching noises making the brunette wetter as she feasted on the pussy in front of her.
Regina hesitated before she made her next moved. They had never discussed anal sex but they were both so caught up in the moment and the brunette was confident they would both find it pleasurable. Keeping the deep, hard, fast thrusts into the clenching entrance going, Regina slid her other hand forwards, gathering some of the leaking juices on her fingertips before sliding slowly up Emma's ass crack. The sound of the blonde's breath hitching told Regina her girlfriend knew what her plan was but Emma made no move to push her hand away so after a momentary pause, Regina circled the puckered hole with her slicked finger.
Emma gasped at the intimate touch, the nerves tingling in a new and exciting way. She pulled tighter on Regina's hair, silently letting her know it was ok. Regina smiled into Emma's clit, moving her tongue more softly as she eased the tip of one finger past the tight ring of the blonde's ass hole. As she pushed forward, Regina felt Emma tense so she slowed the speed of the fingers already inside her and moved her mouth away.
"Are you ok?" she asked, gently pushing a single finger in and pulling it out, very slowly.
"Yes!" Emma gasped. "Don't stop."
Regina nodded and moved her mouth back to envelope Emma's clit again. Careful not to overstimulate the nerve bundle and push the blonde to orgasm too early, Regina moved her mouth slowly until her finger was all the way inside the blonde. The feeling of the tight ring of muscles clenching around the base of her finger made Regina groan.
"Move," Emma whispered from above her.
Regina acquiesced immediately and the two fingers buried in Emma's entrance resumed their pumping action. A cry fell from Emma's lip as the fast movement, coupled with the slow push pull of Regina's finger in her ass melded together. As Regina's tongue flicked once more over her clit, her orgasm washed over her, tremors wracked her body as her sex clenched hard around Regina's fingers and her knees gave out. Regina caught her before she hit the floor, the finger slipping out of Emma's ass as her arm wrapped around her girlfriend's waist. The blonde's eyes were closed, her breathing harsh and ragged as she lay in Regina's arms. The brunette placed a tender kiss to her sweaty forehead and slowly pulled her two fingers from Emma's channel, licking the juices off them before pulling Emma closer to her.
"That was … new," Emma said after a few minutes.
"Sorry," Regina said. " I should have asked you first."
"No need to apologise," Emma grinned lazily. "It was amazing."
"I'm glad you think so," Regina smiled back, placing another kiss on her girlfriend's lips.
"I do," Emma said, pushing herself upright and rolling onto the brunette. "And now it's time to show you just how grateful I am."
A/N: sorry for using ginger as a derogatory term. It was purely for writing purposes and I have nothing against redheads. In fact I went through a stage of only sleeping with them so … Anyways, please don't leave me nasty reviews! I'm not prejudice, honest!