"How was it?" Regina asked as Emma sat down in the passenger's seat.

"Shitty, obviously," Emma quipped, "but I talked things out with Belle."

"Really?"

"Yeah. It was kind of rough, though, but we ended it on a good note, I think."

"Well, what did she say?" the doctor asked anxiously, glancing over quickly at her lover before turning her eyes back to the road as she pulled out of the parking lot.

"She said she wants me to leave you to be with her," Emma sighed.

"And... And what did you say?"

"Don't sound so concerned. I said that's never going to happen, of course. I also told her that even if I wasn't with you, her and I would never happen. I just don't see her that way."

Regina let out a sigh of relief, just quietly enough that Emma couldn't hear it. It felt good to hear those words, and it made her feel less threatened by the girl who was so close with her lover.

"What would you do if I asked you not to see her anymore?"

"I'd tell you to go fuck yourself, probably. I'd never let a relationship get in the way of a friendship. I'd be devastated, but anyone who makes me choose isn't worthy of my love."

The brunette smiled and said, "Good. That's what I wanted to hear. You're stronger and more independent than you think, Emma. You should be proud of yourself. You've come a long way."

"Eh," Emma groaned. "Don't start talking like my therapist again."

Regina was taken aback by this, so she said nothing until they reached her place.

"So, do you want to sit in front of the TV and pig out on ice cream, or what?" the therapist asked, sounding suddenly chipper.

Emma nodded her head enthusiastically and nearly ran to the kitchen to pull out the carton of Ben and Jerry's ice cream, the one with dark chocolate and caramel and marshmallow swirls.

"Share, Emma!" Regina cried, attempting to snatch the carton away as Emma dipped a spoon in and took a bite.

"Nope. All mine," Emma said with a grin, but Regina made another attempt and was successful in obtaining the object of her desire, sticking her own spoon in and taking an even larger bite for herself.

"Let's sit," Emma suggested, plopping down on the couch and putting her feet up on the coffee table. "Come kiss me, chocolate face."

Grinning as well, Regina hurried over and kissed the girl's lips slowly, attempting to draw out the moment as long as possible, until Emma pushed her back and made a pass at the ice cream.

"You little brat!"

"Mhmm," Emma mumbled with her mouth full, then handed the carton back to Regina.

After three or four bites, as Emma grew anxious and held her hands out, Regina said, "One bite for three kisses."

"No way, Jose!"

"You sure?" Regina taunted, waving a spoonful of ice cream in front of her face.

Emma was nearly drooling, so she leaned in and placed three half-hearted kisses on the woman's lips before taking the spoon.

"Good girl," the brunette said with a smile.

"I'm not a dog!" Emma snapped.

Regina just laughed.

"Good girl," she repeated, ruffling Emma's beautiful blonde hair.

"Don't, dammit! I'll kill you!"

"Mhmm. Sure you will."

With that, Regina set the carton on the coffee table and stuck her spoon in the ice cream, then turned back to straddle Emma's hips.

"I'm bored of ice cream," the doctor said, then seductively added, "Let's do something else."

Emma raised an eyebrow and was caught off guard when the woman passionately kissed her lips.

"Like what?" the blonde finally managed, once they pulled away from each other.

"Let's make love," the doctor suggested, sliding her hands over Emma's breasts.

Emma laughed, but when Regina unbuttoned her shirt, her eyes widened.

"Oh," she said. "You're serious."

"Of course I'm serious. I'm horny as fuck."

"Oh, really?" Emma asked with another grin. "Is that so?"

"Yes!"

"Well, maybe I just don't feel like it."

"Oh, God... Emma, please."

The girl chuckled and flipped her hair out of her face, causing her lover to stare with wide eyes.

"I think not."

"You are positively wicked, Emma Swan."

"I know," Emma laughed.

There was a moment of quiet before the blonde leaned in and placed a slow kiss on the pulse point of her lover's neck, pulling a soft moan from the woman's lips.

"Did you like that?" the girl asked with a smirk.

Regina just nodded, completely out of breath.

"How about this?" Emma asked, kissing the other side of her neck a little harder.

Regina moaned, then snapped, "Don't leave marks! I have to work tomorrow!"

The blonde smiled and stroked the woman's hair, saying, "You liked it."

This caused the woman to blush and cover her face with her hands, rather like a teenager.

"So mature," Emma laughed, nudging the woman.

Regina moved her hands away and rolled her eyes.

"Shut up, Emma."

"That's funny, 'cause you seem to want me loud in the bedroom."

Again, Regina blushed.

"Will you please just fuck me? You're killing me here."

"I'm not your fuck buddy. It's not my problem if you're horny and I'm not."

"Then why are you teasing me?"

"Mostly because it's fun. Also, because it's fun."

This caused the woman to glare, crossing her arms and dismounting the girl's hips.

"Fine," the woman snapped. "Just wait until the next time you're horny. See how that goes for you."

"Don't be a bitch."

"I'm not. You are."

"You're so fucking mature."

"Hey, shut up. You're the one torturing me in my time of need."

"Need?" Emma laughed, rolling her eyes. "You're gonna be fine."

But when Regina started to stand up, Emma grabbed her arm and pulled her back down.

"I'm just kidding. I'm horny too. I just like teasing you."

"Torturing is more like it."

"You're fine. Don't be a baby."

"Maybe I don't want to anymore!"

"Seriously, you're being a child."

"Fuck you," Regina snapped, shoving the girl back against the couch and crashing their lips together. When Emma kissed her back, the woman said, "I love you."

As the two began to make love, Emma moaned, "I love you too."