The next morning, the doctor was woken by the shaking of the mattress and a large crashing noise.

"Hey, what the hell!" the woman cried out, rubbing her eyes before opening them.

"What's all this, hmm?" Emma asked accusingly, gesturing to the pile of items she had just dumped on the bed.

"What's what? I dont-"

Then, when the woman had finally cleared her eyes of grogginess and seen what was before her, she gasped.

"I..."

"You?"

"I..."

"Yes?"

"It's..."

"Mhmm?"

When the doctor said nothing, Emma reached down and lifted one of the items into her hand and held it out to the doctor.

"What. Is. This?" the blonde pressed, forcing herself to stifle a playful grin.

"It's a..."

"Yes?"

"I..."

"Yes?"

"It's a dildo, Emma! Jesus!" the woman cried, sitting up straight and snatching the item away forcefully.

The doctor's face was deep red as she tossed the object to the floor and averted her eyes.

"And the rest of it?"

The woman looked around the bed at the scattered items and continued to blush, but said nothing this time.

Emma took a bold step towards the bed and glared down at Regina.

"Well, young lady? What have you to say for yourself?"

"I... Um..."

"Hmm?"

"I was alone for a long time, Emma!" Regina cried, exasperated. "What did you expect?"

"I expect you," Emma said slowly, leaning over her until their faces were close together, "to share."

This, of course, made the doctor's eyes grow wide as Emma reached out to touch her. The blonde's fingertip dragged slowly down from the woman's collar bone to the cleavage of her breasts, pressing just hard enough to feel the brunette's heart racing beneath her touched.

"Are you ashamed?" the blonde asked playfully, tucking some of Regina's hair behind her ear as she gazed into her eyes.

"A little," Regina admitted, still blushing.

"Don't be. Why don't you just... show me your favorite, hmm?"

"W-What?"

"Your favorite. Show me your favorite."

Regina hesitated, but leaned over and reached for one similar to the one she'd originally been handed, except slightly larger.

"I... I guess this one..."

"Really? Why?"

Regina blushed again and looked away.

"I... I don't know. It just... It just feels good..."

"Show me."

"Huh?"

"Show me how you play with your toy, Regina," Emma explained. "I don't like to be left in the dark."

"But I-"

"Please?"

The blonde stuck out her lower lip and seductively crawled onto the doctor's lap, gently sliding her hands over the woman's breasts. Regina shivered at the touch and looked at the object in her hand.

"Now?"

"Mhmm."

Hesitantly, Regina slid her legs apart slightly and looked nervously at Emma, who was still sitting on her lap.

"But I'm not-" she began to protest.

It was then that Emma shrugged the bathrobe - Regina's - off her shoulders and let it fall behind her, leaving her naked and exposed, her nipples erect from the cold draft coming in through the open bedroom window. Before Regina could find words, Emma crawled off the woman's lap and lay next to her on her side, propped up by her elbow.

"And now?" Emma asked playfully, twirling a lock of her own hair around her finger.

Regina, mouth agape, simply stared at the girl's exposed body and felt goosebumps form all over her own. When she reached out to touch Emma, the girl slapped her hand away and shook her head. Then, Emma pointed at the item in Regina's hand and waited. Again, the doctor hesitated, but this time, she obeyed, placing the object between her legs and slowly sliding it over her most sensitive bundle of nerves. Seeing this, Emma nodded her encouragement and licked her lips. Regina repeated this movement a few times before moving the object lower and slipping it inside, and when she did, she let out an excited, involuntary gasp and squeezed her eyes shut. Emma's mouth was watering. As she pushed the object deeper, Regina collapsed against the pillows and let out a low moan. Slowly, she pumped it in an out, until her hips were gyrating and her brow was sweating. Just when she felt herself reaching orgasm, Emma's delicate hand reached out and grabbed her wrist, jerking her hand and the object away.

"I think that's enough," Emma said happily, taking the toy away as the woman's eyes shot open.

"What?!" she gasped, staring at her lover.

"We should get ready. You've gotta bring me to class in twenty minutes. Wouldn't want to have too much fun, would we?"

A grin was plastered over the blonde's full, pink lips. Regina was horrified, still shaking from the sensations she'd been making herself feel.

"Surely, you're joking," the doctor whined, eyes pleading with the girl to have mercy.

"No, not really. School's important, right?"

But Emma continued to grin as she collected the series of objects into her arms and threw them back in the cardboard box.

"But I-" Regina tried, but Emma wasn't listening.

The blonde disappeared into the hallway with the box, placing it back at the top of the closet where she'd originally found it.

"Emma!" the doctor cried after a few moments of silence.

"Yes, dear?" Emma asked slyly as she reappeared in the doorway, still completely naked.

"What about-"

"Come on, love. Time to get up!"

"You're positively wicked, you know that?"

"I know. Now, let's go, before you make me late! I'm getting in the shower."

The dark-haired woman sighed and flopped back against the pillows, shutting her eyes once more in exasperation. By the time Emma re-entered the bedroom, bathed and fully clothed, Regina was dressed too, her disposition soured by the previous encounter.

"You're horrible," she mumbled as Emma shuffled around her to grab her phone from the bedside table.

"That's what you get for keeping your secret stash from me," Emma quipped, crossing her ams and staring the woman straight in the eyes.

"I'm sorry! I just... I didn't think you'd care."

"Well, then. I suppose you learned your lesson."

"Yes, ma'am," Regina sighed, pushing a frustrated hand through her own hair as she looked away.

"Good. Also, I like to watch you suffer."

"I bet," the woman grumbled, then said nothing else as she finished getting ready for the day.