A/N: This is a double chapter posting... please ensure you've read ch 13 first!
Emma woke at supper time, the smell of Regina's cooking pulling her from sleep. She woke up incredibly groggy, disoriented from the combination of sleeping during the day and not being in her own bed. She quickly remembered where she was when she looked around, Regina's guest room more than familiar to her. She yawned and stretched, grateful that she had the next few days off to reset her inner clock. It sucked pulling doubles and having to sleep during the day like this, but then it meant having more than two days off in a row, so it did balance itself out in the end. It just meant that Emma would feel a little disoriented until she was truly awake, which sucked.
Emma rolled out of bed and made her way to the bathroom, relieving herself before quickly making her way back to the guestroom and making up the bed. She then made her way downstairs, following her nose to the delicious smells emanating from the kitchen. She found Regina humming to herself as she stirred a pot of what Emma seriously hoped was stew, unable to tear her eyes away from the incredibly beautiful woman. She watched her silently until Regina spotted her with a small gasp, which then turned into a short burst of laughter.
"You didn't look at yourself in the mirror, I assume?"
Emma frowned.
"Why?"
"Your hair," Regina said with a chuckle.
"Oh," Emma said, smiling at Regina's reaction. "Right." Her hair was notoriously disheveled any time she woke up. Probably because Emma practically did somersaults in her sleep she moved so much.
Emma reached up and combed her fingers through her hair, smiling sheepishly at Regina. "I was excited to see you. And to eat. Whatever you're making smells awesome."
"I've made a beef stew for dinner."
"Oh my God, you're my favourite person ever. I was hoping you were making stew."
"I'm your favourite person because I make you stew?" Regina asked teasingly.
"Well, that and you sign my paycheques."
Regina shook her head and looked away, grin on her lips. Emma sauntered over, slipping her arms around Regina's waist and resting her chin on her shoulder. She gently rubbed the small swell of Regina's belly with her right hand, smiling.
"How's baby doing?"
"Your child is doing well. I've been permitted to eat soda crackers, which I appreciate very much. It seems we've begun a tentative agreement to allow mommy to eat again."
Emma chuckled, though she did feel guilty.
"I'm sorry. I'll ground it as soon as its born. Scratchy diapers only for you, Junior."
Regina rolled her eyes.
"Seriously though. Are you feeling better?"
"Yes. I am."
"What made you sick last night?"
"I'm not sure. I had a Greek salad with feta cheese. Perhaps it was that. Or perhaps your child is a sadist and likes to make me vomit for fun."
Emma gave a small laugh.
"Sorry. We'll add that to the foods we won't eat. At least for now. Anything else I should know about? Back aches or are your boobs sore or do you have any new pains? I wanna know what's going on with you. Last I checked, you were just fighting nausea. Anything change?"
"You'd like to know about my aches and pains?"
"Yes," Emma said seriously. "I'm not here all the time. I mean, I kinda am, but not really. Between work and sleeping in separate houses, I feel like I don't know anything. I spend the majority of my free time here but the rest of my day is spent away from you and I miss stuff. Like you vomiting all night. So, catch me up?"
Regina eyed her carefully before reaching for the bowls. Emma swatted her hand away, taking over as she carefully ladled two heaping spoonfuls of stew into the two bowls. She followed Regina as the woman led the way to the table with fresh buns in one hand and cutlery in the other. They sat down, Emma smiling at Regina and waiting as the brunette took a bite to eat before delving into her own bowl. As soon as she took her first bite, Emma moaned her appreciation of the meal.
"Good God this is delicious."
Regina chuckled, swallowing her mouthful before speaking.
"I thought you might enjoy a nice stew for dinner."
"You were totally right. This is so good. Thank you. This is amazing."
"You're welcome."
Emma took a few more bites, waiting for Regina to open up about the issues she'd been having or the changes she'd been experiencing. However, when she didn't speak up, Emma prompted her again.
"You really would like to know?"
"Yeah. I mean, I read about some possible changes you might have but I wanna know what you're experiencing."
"What have you read?"
"That your boobs are probably really tender and your nipples might have gotten darker. And you could be leaking already too. Have you been?"
Regina flushed, looking down at her bowl. She hadn't, not yet, but it was terribly embarrassing to discuss the issue of leaking nipples with someone else.
"Hey. Don't be embarrassed. If you can't talk to me about it, who can you talk to?"
"My doctor."
"Yeah. But, I'd like to know too. I'm not gonna make fun of you."
"No, I know." And she did. "It's just that it is embarrassing."
"Don't be, sweetie. I want you to be honest with me. I just wanna know what you're going through."
Regina sighed, working up her courage to look at Emma in the eyes.
"No, my breasts… nothing has leaked. Yet. Although I am tender, yes, as my breasts have gotten quite a bit larger. I'll be needing a new bra soon." She was in one of her older ones, one that had gotten too big. It was the only one that fit anymore. And even still, this one did not fit that well. It was tight.
"Okay. We'll go shopping and we'll get you some new ones. Having a bad fitting bra feels horrible."
Regina nodded in agreement.
"Does it hurt to wear a bra? I mean, I know it feels good when I get to rip mine off when I get home. Must be ten times better for you if yours aren't fitting right and your boobs are sore."
"I feel more comfortable without one," Regina said honestly. "Unfortunately, I do need them at work."
"Why are you wearing one now then? You weren't earlier, on the couch."
"No. I wasn't. I felt I should wear one for dinner though."
Emma made a face.
"Why? Dinner with you would be ten times more fun if you were without a bra."
"Mhmm. I wouldn't have your attention though, would I?"
"Parts of you would."
Regina rolled her eyes.
"Idiot."
"Will you take it off when we watch our movie? You know, so you're more comfortable."
"So I'm more comfortable?"
"Mhmm. Just thinking of your comfort. I don't want the woman carrying my child to be any more uncomfortable than she has to be."
"Uh-huh."
"Anything else? Are clothes uncomfortable? Cause I really don't mind if you feel like you have to get naked to enjoy the movie. I'll sacrifice for your comfort."
Regina laughed despite herself. Emma was an idiot, but she was an idiot who made her laugh and she, well, it was nice to laugh.
"No. I'm perfectly comfortable in my clothing thank you."
"Damn. I mean, good. I'm glad." Emma reached over and squeezed her hand, smirk on her lips. "Anything else though? I read you could be feeling a lot of dizziness now and baby brain starts, you know, forgetting everything, if it hasn't already."
"I haven't experienced those symptoms, no. Thankfully."
"Good. Um, can we pause this conversation for a second?" Emma tilted her bowl to show it was empty. "Gonna get more."
"Are you eating for two as well?"
"Damn right. I'll be right back."
Regina tore off a piece of bread, dipping it in the stew before bringing it to her lips. There was another symptom she had been experiencing as of the last week or so, an ache that she knew would only be satisfied by very specific attention by a very specific someone. She had been ignoring it though, refusing to pay it any mind, which was fine during the day as she was able to keep busy. At night, however, when she was alone in her thoughts, Regina was overwhelmed with the memories of how good it felt to have Emma touch her, to have the soft, warm tongue between her legs, to have Emma's rock hard length inside of her. At night, Regina could not escape how badly she ached with how much she wanted Emma. And her dreams. Gods, the dreams.
Regina squeezed her thighs together as her thoughts were interrupted by the very woman who tortured her dreams.
"So good," Emma praised, licking her lips, oblivious to the turmoil Regina was currently suffering.
Regina bit back a moan as her eyes drifted between Emma's legs, knowing full well what was hidden beneath those jeans. Gods, she wanted so badly to reach inside and wrap her lips-
"Regina?"
"Hm?"
Regina jerked in her seat, cheeks flushing as she met Emma's concerned gaze.
"You okay? You're kinda red. Are you warm?"
"A little. I believe it's the stew."
Emma frowned down at her bowl before glancing at Regina's. Hers had been at the perfect temperature, and no steam seemed to be coming off of Regina's food. Maybe it was a pregnancy thing? Regina was more sensitive to temperatures now?
"Maybe you should blow on it a little?"
I know what I'd like to blow-
"Maybe that would help?"
"Yes. Perhaps you're right."
Regina immediately looked down at her spoon, blowing on the lukewarm liquid. She bit back a grimace as the now cool food hit her tongue, smiling at Emma and nodding as though that had done the trick. Emma smiled back before diving into her own meal, and Regina breathed a sigh of relief. It was short lived however, as in the silence of the room she became all too aware of the slight increase of her heart rate as well as the dull throbbing between her legs. She shifted, squeezing her eyes shut as pressure was placed against her now swollen clit. Regina opened her eyes, swallowing hard as she forced down the rest of her meal. She had no idea how she was going to get through this movie night, pressed up against the woman who had been unwittingly tormenting her through nightly fantasies.
"So, what movie do you wanna watch?"
Regina looked up, grateful for the distraction. She considered the question, finally shrugging in response.
"I'm not sure. I can't recall anything that I wanted to see."
"Have you seen Wonder Woman yet? You might like it. Strong female lead, lots of action."
"You've seen it?"
"Yeah. It was good. It's worth a second watch."
"Very well."
"Awesome. Are you done?"
Regina looked over at Emma's empty bowl.
"I've no clue how you manage to eat so quickly without suffering from indigestion."
"It's my superpower."
Regina snorted as she handed over her bowl.
"Is it?"
"Mhmm. Go put your pjs on while I clean up. I'll meet you in the living room on our chair."
"Was that an order?" Regina asked, eyebrow raised.
"Never. Let me rephrase. Please, your majesty, do this lowly peasant the honour of changing into something that might be more comfortable for you," Emma began, ducking around the table to hide from Regina's threatening hand. "And if it pleases you, perhaps we could meet on our chair afterward. Only if you deem me worthy to share such a wonderful seat with you. Do forgive my earlier misstep. I'm but an ignorant commoner who did not mean you any offense."
Emma shrieked out a giggle as soon as Regina pinched her hip, laughing loudly as she made her way to the kitchen. She so enjoyed sassing Regina, loved riling up the other woman until she became playful too. It was fun teasing Regina, especially when she retaliated. Emma looked forward to holding her tonight during their movie, and maybe if she were lucky, cuddling would turn into a little bit of kissing as well.
Emma settled into their chair after the kitchen was cleaned to Regina's standards, shifting into the cushions until she was comfortable. She then grabbed the remote and began flipping through Netflix titles until she found the one she was looking for. Regina appeared a moment later, a bottle of water and a bottle of apple juice in hand.
"Ah, you're awesome. Didn't even think to grab anything to drink."
"Oh, I'm sorry," Regina began, turning off the light before heading over to where Emma was sitting. "Do you think one of these is for you? After your earlier sass- Ah! Emma!"
Emma laughed as she pulled at Regina's hips, yanking the woman into her lap. She then stole a kiss, grabbing the apple juice once Regina was distracted.
"That's cheating," Regina said, a little more breathily than she meant to.
Emma smiled at her, pecking her on the nose.
"I'm not above cheating to win."
"I'll remember that next time we play Monopoly."
"Hey! There's a reason I'm the banker now, miss I-give-myself-300-dollars-for-passing-go."
Regina chuckled in response, taking a sip of water rather than saying anything.
"Yeah," Emma said, slipping an arm around Regina's middle and hitting play. "That's what I thought."
Regina simply grinned, settling into Emma's arms and sighing. She set down her water, eyes drifting closed even before the opening credits could begin. It was nice to finally be in Emma's embrace again.
"This is nice."
"Indeed," Regina agreed, hands blindly feeling until they found Emma's.
She intertwined their fingers, bringing their right ones up and kissing the back of Emma's hand. Regina shivered when Emma placed a gentle kiss against her throat, swallowing hard against the flutter of arousal that was reawakened by the soft, warm lips. Emma pulled away though, and Regina breathed a quiet sigh of relief. She opened her eyes again, focusing on the screen as she tried to calm her libido. It was difficult, however, given that Emma was rubbing her stomach with one hand while the other was gently scratching at her scalp. It wasn't any different than other movie nights, where Emma spent much of her time exploring her sides and arms. However, those times, Regina hadn't been suffering from slow-burning arousal for a week. Now, though, every stroke of Emma's fingers, every swipe of her hand added to the burning desire between Regina's legs, making her heart beat faster and wetness to rush between her legs. Regina could focus on nothing but the smell of Emma around her, the feel of her breasts against her back, and when the low rumbling of her voice was added to the mix, Regina felt as though she would come right then and there.
"You okay? You're breathing a little heavy."
Rather than risk giving herself away, Regina simply nodded. Emma remained suspicious, but she didn't say anything, instead placing a soft kiss at her temple and moving so that both arms were wrapped around her middle. As much as Emma did like this movie, she was unable to tear her attention from the woman in her arms. She moved her hands over Regina's slight swell of a stomach, smiling as she thought about the child that was growing inside. She couldn't believe Regina was pregnant, that she was carrying her child. The thought that she would get the chance to parent another child with Regina made Emma's stomach flutter with anticipation, and she couldn't help leaning forward and happily kissing her cheek.
"Can't wait 'til our baby is born," Emma murmured against Regina's temple. "Can't wait to raise another kid with you. But I'm really looking forward to this baby growing inside of you too. Seeing you get bigger, seeing how your body changes. Every time I look at you, I see this little belly and I'm reminded that there's no one else in the world I'd want raising my kids."
Regina turned her head, looking at Emma as she smiled at her.
"I love you."
Regina's heart warmed at the words, leaning forward and meeting their lips in a gentle kiss.
"And I you," she said softly against Emma's lips.
Emma reached up and cupped her cheek, her other arm holding Regina tight as she deepened the kiss. Her tongue slid into Regina's mouth, stomach clenching as a low moan fell from the other woman's lips. She stroked her tongue against Regina's, shifting the brunette until she was sitting on her lap.
Hovering above Emma, Regina moved forward to press their breasts together, her arousal skyrocketing the second their nipples brushed against each other. She pulled back for a second, panting heavily against Emma's cheek before moving and crushing their lips together once again. She moaned loudly when Emma reached back and grabbed her ass, pulling her forward and pressing their pelvises together. Regina's mouth fell open as she felt Emma cock beginning to harden between her legs, hips rocking automatically against the delicious pressure between her legs. Her head fell back as she grinded against Emma's hardness, nipples tightening when she felt warm lips sucking on her throat. Regina swallowed hard, the haze of arousal making it incredibly difficult to think. Her thoughts were cut off completely when Emma's hands began massaging her ass, the strong fingers feeling incredibly good against her bottom. She rocked forward again, forehead coming down to rest on Emma's shoulder as her hips pressed into Emma's lap. Emma's moan in her ear caused a shiver of pure desire to shoot down to Regina's core. She gasped when Emma tilted her hips forward, her pyjama covered clit pressing directly against the half-hard cock beneath Emma's jeans.
"Fuck," she whimpered, wetness coating the fabric of her pjs as another bolt of arousal shot through her.
"You're so beautiful," Emma whispered in her ear. "You feel so good."
Regina nodded, unable to say anything. She locked her arms around Emma's neck, belly curling with need as she ground down into her lover's lap. Fuck, she was going to come right here.
Oh Gods. Regina jerked up.
"Wait," Regina panted, hips still rocking. "We need to slow down."
Emma grunted in protest, but she pulled her lips away from Regina's soft skin.
"Why?" Emma whined.
Regina chuckled, finally stilling her hips. She was still breathing heavily, eyes closing as she dropped her head back onto Emma's shoulder. She sighed happily when Emma began rubbing her back, grateful for the distraction from the throbbing between her legs.
"I've been having trouble controlling my libido when I think of you," Regina finally confessed. "Therefore I'm not sure it would be wise to move so quickly. I don't want to do anything I'll regret simply because I cannot control my arousal around you."
Emma groaned.
"You can't just say that. You can't just tell me I make you horny. Do you know what that makes me wanna do to you?"
"Given the way you're clutching my hips, I can only assume."
"It's the only thing stopping me from flipping you over onto your back and doing something to satisfy that arousal."
Regina chuckled, sending shivers down Emma's spine.
"I'm being serious."
"I want to," Regina admitted. "Or at least, my body is telling me it wants to. However my mind and my heart…"
"Need a bit more time?"
Regina nodded. Emma took a deep breath, softening a little at the admission that Regina needed more time to feel safe with her.
"Okay, baby. Whatever you need."
Regina, knowing that while she felt discomfort, Emma may actually feel pain, hesitated as she offered, "Would you like to excuse yourself to-"
"No. No, just give me a minute to calm down."
Regina nodded and glanced down, biting her lip as she spotted Emma's reaction to their impromptu make out session.
"Okay. You gotta give me a fighting chance though."
Regina looked up, releasing her lip.
"What?"
Emma shook her head.
"You're sexy. Stop it."
Regina laughed, shifting so that she was seated against the inside of Emma's right knee rather than directly on her lap.
"I need a blanket."
"I've seen the evidence already, Emma," Regina teased. "There's no sense in trying to hide it now."
"It's not for that. It's to cover you up for a second so I can have the chance to calm down."
Regina shook her head.
"I'm going to use the washroom for a moment," she announced, standing up. "You may calm down in my absence."
Regina sauntered from the living room, adding an extra sway in her hips, knowing Emma was staring at her every move.
"You're gonna be the death of me, woman!"
Regina left the living room with a small wiggle of her behind, laughing loudly when Emma chucked a pillow at her.