Nope, you are not hallucinating... I'm back, baby! Can you fucking believe it? Literally 5 years later...
I've got 50,000 more words coming your way, and I'm still not done. Unsure of posting frequency yet. Likely to be weekly, or a little over a week, updates.
Yeah and it's like mostly filth, honestly. I would try to write a little plot, and they'd just end up fucking. So.
Emma watched Regina wipe the shelves down for the third time that evening, her girlfriend unable to sit still due to her level of anxiety. She understood why she was nervous. They had their twenty week anatomy scan tomorrow morning, and Regina had been stressing for weeks that it would reveal that there was something wrong with the baby. The appointment had approached far more quickly than either had expected, and Regina's anxiety had done nothing but get worse and worse.
Nothing ever turns out well for me, Emma. I've done so much evil in my life. I've hurt so many people. What if my child is the one to suffer the consequences?
Emma had tried to talk her down, tried to calm her anxiety. But it wasn't working. No matter what she said, it didn't help. Regina was worried, obsessing, close to spiralling, and Emma wasn't sure how to pull her out of it.
"I can feel your eyes on me."
"Of course my eyes are on you. You're gorgeous. Where else would they be?"
Regina rolled her eyes, using her nail to scrape at a smudge on the edge of the bookcase she'd just been dusting. Ever since she'd gotten pregnant, her nails had turned to steel. They were perfect for times such as this, she thought, digging her thumb nail at the wood.
Emma continued staring at Regina, hoping for a response, but the woman just moved onto the coffee table, wiping her cloth over the already clean surface.
Emma sighed. She pulled out her phone, tapping the screen for a second before pulling up Zelena's name. The woman was obnoxious, but she made Regina smile and she would be an excellent distraction until they went to bed in a few hours. Plus, hopefully she'd bring the baby around and little Robyn always brought a smile to her aunt's face.
-What are you doing?
Emma didn't even have the chance to put her phone down before she received a response.
-I'm quite busy.
Emma rolled her eyes. That meant Zelena wasn't doing anything at all.
-I'm having a cuppa. Robyn and Ping are horsing about.
-You sound so busy. Emma replied, inserting an eye roll emoji.
-Anything the matter?
-Kinda. Regina's worried about her ultrasound tomorrow. Wanna come by and distract her? She won't stop cleaning.
-Send her 'round to mine. My home is grimy. Could use her talents cleaning.
-I'm not sending her to clean your house.
-Well, now I'm gutted. I don't believe I'll visit.
Emma rolled her eyes again, getting up and unlocking the front door.
-Door is unlocked. Just come in when you get here.
When Emma came back into the sitting room, she smiled at Regina, who was now fluffing the pillows Emma had been leaning against.
"Your sister is coming over."
"What? No, Emma-"
"She's bringing Robyn."
Regina immediately straightened, a smile forming on her lips.
"Oh, alright. I'll go get some toys."
"Why don't I go get some toys, and you grab some snacks." Before Regina could argue, Emma held up her hands. "Because the box of toys is heavy and you're already carrying my baby."
Regina smiled wider, her hands coming to rest on her belly and rubbing it back and forth.
"Alright. I suppose it would be better if I didn't leave you in charge of food anyway. I wouldn't want to risk food poisoning just before my appointment."
"Exactly," Emma agreed, happy that Regina was back to her snarky self. Obviously, she was feeling better at the thought of seeing her niece, just as Emma had hoped. Emma pecked Regina on the temple before heading upstairs, grinning that she'd finally managed to think of something to help her girlfriend.
Regina made her way to the kitchen, one hand still resting absentmindedly on her belly, humming to herself as she made her way to the counter and grabbed some of the cinnamon rolls she'd made Emma yesterday. She plated them, then turned on the kettle and grabbed some mugs from the dishwasher. She made a mental note to remind Emma to empty that later.
Regina was just in the middle of stirring milk into her tea when she heard her sister's obnoxious greeting float down the hallway.
"It's brass monkeys out there!"
She shook her head, but a smile formed on her lips. She did love her sister, even though she was far more obnoxious than was necessary.
"Hiya, baby sister," Zelena greeted, leaning over to kiss her cheek. "You look stunning today."
"Are you just trying to butter me up so I give you a bigger cinnamon roll?"
"I would never! Although, I am famished. No one feeds me at home."
Regina looked skeptically over at Mulan, who just shook her head at her.
"I made her japchae, but she refused to eat it."
"I will not eat dodgy foods, I've told you this."
"It's not dodgy."
"The noodles were clear! No food should be transparent. I know you're waiting for the day you can poison me and take my child. Look at her! I see your plan in the works. She prefers you already."
Regina snorted, looking at Robyn, who was staring up at Mulan with a wide smile. Mulan simply rolled her eyes, smiling down at the baby before passing her over to Regina, who took her happily.
"Hi, baby. Your mother is insane, do you know that? Let's hope you inherited all of auntie's genes."
"Says the woman who transported an entire village of people to a new world out of spite."
"I gave them running water and electricity. They should be thanking me."
Emma laughed, grabbing the plate of cinnamon rolls and Regina's cup of tea. Mulan followed suit, grabbing the remaining three mugs and heading out to the living room with Emma. Regina and Zelena followed, though they kept a fair distance from the other two.
"So, a little birdy told me you've gone mad cleaning every bit of this place."
"Is that why you're here? That 'little birdy' tattled on me earlier?"
Zelena paused, giving her a look.
"Depends. If I say yes, will you shoot the little birdy? I know how you Americans love your rifles."
Regina rolled her eyes.
"Who even let you into this country?"
"I let myself in, dear sister. Now, how's my niece or nephew doing?" Zelena leaned forward and spoke to Regina's belly. "You must kick mummy when she's being silly. Auntie's got a fiver for you later if you aim for her ribs. You must teach her to stop worrying about things she can't control. You're perfect, aren't you? Tomorrow, they'll simply confirm what auntie already knows."
"We don't know that," Regina said, in a rare moment of honesty with her sister. "There could be something wrong."
"Then if there is, trust that you'll be able to face it. You've overcome so much, Regina. There isn't anything you can't handle. Especially now that you've got Emma and me and Mulan. We're all here for you."
Regina blinked quickly to fight the tears caused by her sister's words.
"Oh, don't tell me you're going to cry. You've gone soft in your old age. Pathetic."
Regina laughed, hitting her sister and walking away.
"Jerk."
Regina moved to the couch, sitting and placing her niece on her lap. She grabbed her hand and pretended to eat it, the baby laughing uproariously and putting her hand back up to Regina's lips when it dropped slightly.
"So, how have you guys been?" Emma asked, taking a seat on the floor facing Mulan, who had joined Regina on the couch. Zelena snatched a cinnamon roll before sitting on the cuddler chair, cozying down and munching away on her own.
"We've been good," Mulan answered, reaching for a cinnamon roll as well. "Robyn has been wonderful. She's growing so much. She started clapping her hands this week. It's adorable."
"You can clap your hands?!" Regina exclaimed, looking down at Robyn, delighted. "Show me how you do it!"
Regina guided Robyn's little hands, patting them together, the baby laughing with delight.
"She's such a good baby," Emma observed. "She's always smiling."
"She gets that from me," Zelena said, talking around a mouthful of dessert. "I'm a delight."
"A delightful pain in my ass," Regina responded back.
"'Oy! Who put 50p in yeh?!"
Emma made a face, looking at Mulan in utter confusion. Sometimes, she was convinced that Zelena chose these nonsensical expressions on purpose because she knew Emma had no idea what she was saying.
"It means, 'who asked for your two cents' or 'who asked for your opinion'?"
"Ah," Emma responded. "We need to up your pay. You put up with too much."
"Pay me! I'm the one who's skint! Babies are far more expensive than you're led to believe."
Emma, once again, looked to Mulan.
"Broke."
"Your niece is bleeding me dry," Zelena moaned. "Why is everything so bloody expensive? Cost me a tenner just for one pair of socks! A single pair! Come summer, that baby will be paraded around nude, I can promise you that. I won't be able to afford her college at this rate, not with what those tiny dresses cost."
"That's because you shop at expensive places," Mulan countered. "If you'd dress her in cheaper-"
"Finish that sentence, Ping, and I promise you'll be sleeping with the dogs. I will not dress my little girl in cheap clothing! She deserves the best."
"There's nothing wrong with buying clothes that are less expensive," Mulan responded calmly. "She'll be fine. I'm fine, aren't I?"
"The hell you are. You hang out with the likes of me."
"I like you."
Emma glanced over at Regina, the two sharing a look. They knew damn well the women liked one another, but Zelena was hesitant to progress their relationship, too convinced she'd hurt Mulan, who Zelena believed deserved better. Not that Zelena would ever admit any of this, however. Mulan, for her part, remained patient as ever.
"Yes, well, you're a bit daft, aren't you?"
Mulan turned to Regina, choosing to ignore that comment, though it did make her laugh inside. Zelena was amusing, if nothing else.
"Anyway. How are you feeling?"
"I'm alright. I'm nervous for tomorrow."
Mulan nodded.
"I understand. It's scary all the possible things that could be wrong with the baby."
Regina nodded in agreement, her smile faltering a little.
"Yes."
"Medicine has come a long way though, and the odds are very low that anything serious will be wrong with the baby," Mulan said gently. She really wanted to tell Regina not to stress, but that wouldn't help anything. "It's good to stay distracted so your mind doesn't focus on those negative thoughts."
"Any time you need to clean, you're welcome 'round ours!" Zelena offered. "We've loads of things you can clean."
"Ours? We've?" Regina asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Mine," Zelena quickly corrected. "Round mine."
"No, I think you had it right the first time. Mulan has practically moved in, hasn't she?" Regina asked, glancing over at her sister before going back to pretending to eat Robyn's foot.
"As I stated before, Mulan is Robyn's best friend and she pops by to see her. Frequently."
"Does she have a toothbrush at your place? Her own drawer? A side of the bed?"
"When did you turn into such a nosey parker?" Zelena deflected, choosing not to answer the questions.
"So that's a yes," Regina teased. "Well, it seems you're going to have two mommies too, aren't you?" Regina cooed.
Emma noticed the look that crossed Mulan's face before her friend managed to hide it. Emma had become good at deciphering her expressions in the time they'd begun working together at the station, and she knew that what the woman was feeling right now was longing.
Emma knew how Mulan felt about Zelena, and she sympathised. They'd only discussed it once, briefly, Mulan stating that she was happy to wait as long as Zelena needed to feel safe enough to be honest about her feelings. Mulan knew how Zelena felt (her actions spoke volumes, even if her words remained unsaid) and she was patient. But it did make her sad, because she wanted Zelena, and she wanted Robyn as well, and a very small part of her worried that Zelena would never come around. Mulan loved that baby as though she were her own, and she loved her mother just as much.
Emma glanced over at the woman in question, also noticing Zelena's expression. Zelena must have seen the look on Mulan's face before she'd hidden it, and it was obvious Zelena was feeling guilty about it.
"Mulan's been teaching the baby a made up language," Zelena said, changing the subject. "They're probably conspiring against me as we speak. Likely part of her plot to steal my child."
Mulan grinned then, shaking her head.
"I've been speaking to her in Mandarin," she explained.
"I suppose you'll want to send her to the funny picture language school as well," Zelena responded, feigning exasperation. (Like she wasn't entirely on board for her child to learn a second language, especially one that was so useful and advantageous.)
"Of course. We need to be able to write to each other. How else are we going to plot against you?"
"I knew it."
Emma crawled over to the couch, arms out to the baby.
"My turn."
Robyn leaned forward, happily going to Emma.
"Traitor," Regina teased, handing over her niece. She was getting hungry anyway, so she took the opportunity to dig into a cinnamon roll.
"These are delicious, by the way," Mulan complimented, finishing up her dessert. "Thank you."
"Of course."
Emma leaned backwards, holding the baby up as she lowered herself to the floor. She flew the baby above her head, Robyn laughing with delight as she was swung around in the air like an airplane. Regina watched from the couch, nibbling on her dessert as she took in the sight of Emma's wide grin. It warmed her to see Emma like this, so happy. She was going to make for a wonderful mother, and Regina was looking forward to raising this baby with her.
"Look at you," Zelena said with disgust. "You sicken me."
"What?" Emma asked, frowning over at Zelena and Regina.
"She's making goo-goo eyes at you. That's mank. And in front of the children!"
Emma gave up, looking up at the baby and smiling. She was never going to understand her future (hopefully) sister-in-law. Though, it did warm her belly to know Regina was looking at her and making 'goo-goo' eyes.
"So, have you thought about what you'll be naming this baby? Zelena has a nice ring to it."
"We're not naming the baby after you."
"Well, you haven't told me any other names!"
Regina exchanged a look with Emma before shrugging, her hand falling to the small swell of her belly.
"We haven't really discussed it."
"Too busy goin' at it to talk, is that it? I told you they're smashing," Zelena looked pointedly over to Mulan, before then turning to Regina. "She won't believe me."
Mulan rolled her eyes. It wasn't that she didn't believe Zelena; it was that it was none of their business, something she'd repeated to Zelena several times. She was glad for the two other women, though. They looked happy.
"See! I told you!" Zelena suddenly insisted. "Do you see that look?"
"Zelena, it's none of your business what I do-"
"Who. Who you're doing."
"That's not what I was going to say."
"We're quite chuffed. Well done, baby sister."
Regina turned to Mulan.
"Honestly. Whatever you're charging me, double it. I don't know how you put up with her."
Mulan chuckled.
"She's not like this when we're alone."
"You're tellin' porkies, Ping! Don't you dare."
"I'm not lying. She's actually really sweet-"
"I'll skin you alive if you don't stop immediately."
Mulan grinned, sharing a look with Zelena, but she did stop.
"Better. Now, names. How about… Zelena?"
Emma snorted from the floor, swinging herself up and cradling Robyn. She blew raspberries on her belly, laughing along with the baby.
"You don't want a cousin named Zelena, do you? No, you don't. That's a terrible name. Who names their-" Emma's eyes widened when her voice suddenly cut out. She looked up first at Regina in shock, then over to Zelena, who was cackling.
Regina narrowed her eyes.
"Zelena, give her her voice back right now!"
"She's insulted me. She doesn't deserve-"
"I'll turn you inside out in five seconds flat if you don't give her her voice back." When Zelena pretended to think about it, Regina began counting.
"Alright, alright," she relented, reversing the spell. "Your poor child. Who uses the counting method anymore?"
"It just worked on you."
Zelena froze, as though she hadn't thought of that. Rather than respond, she simply snuggled into the chair and closed her eyes.
Emma chuckled, turning back to the baby. She really did love Zelena's company, even if she was a pain in the ass. It seemed Regina did as well, as the woman was looking exasperatedly (but also fondly) at her sister, a wide smile on her face.
The women continued chatting well into the evening, Zelena and Mulan only leaving once it was obvious that Regina needed to rest. She had been yawning for nearly half an hour, not wanting her guests to leave and insisting that they stay just a little longer. It was only when she was no longer able to keep her eyes entirely open that Mulan insisted they get going. She'd suggested leaving a few times already, but it had taken until now for Regina to finally agree.
"Thank you for coming by," Regina said to Mulan, as she followed her to the entrance.
"Thank you for a lovely evening," Mulan replied, reaching for the baby's snowsuit and taking it down from the coat rack.
Regina held her arms out, Mulan happily handing the baby and the snowsuit over to her. She got herself ready while Regina took care of Robyn, which was slow going given that she wouldn't stop kissing her niece's cheeks.
Mulan grabbed Zelena's coat once she was dressed, helping her into it and giving her a soft smile once her jacket was zipped up. Mulan then turned to Regina and took back Robyn, tucking her into her chest to protect her from the cold outside.
"Ready?" Regina asked, smiling at the women before her.
"Ready," Mulan confirmed.
Zelena reached out and pulled her sister into a hug, holding her tight for a few seconds.
"Everything will be fine, peach. You'll see. Tell me everything tomorrow. I want to see photos."
Regina nodded into her shoulder, squeezing back when Zelena cuddled her.
"Thanks for dropping by."
"Any time."
Zelena pulled back, holding up her index finger to Emma.
"Take care of my baby sister or I'll-"
"Do not threaten my girlfriend, Zelena."
"It's not a threat if I intend to carry it out. It's a promise."
"Get out of my house."
"Mulan," Emma interrupted, ignoring Zelena. "Always a pleasure."
"Likewise."
Zelena opened the door, shivering instantly.
"It's colder than a witch's tit out here!" she cried, rushing to the car.
"So dramatic," Regina sighed, waving Mulan off.
They closed the door as soon as the car pulled away, Emma pulling Regina into her arms and placing a soft kiss in her hair.
"You okay?"
"Yes. Thank you, Emma. For tonight."
"You're welcome. I was hoping a distraction might be nice."
"Hmm, it was. Despite my sister's obnoxious behaviour."
"I thought that's what you liked best about her."
"Sometimes," she replied. Though truthfully, she did love Zelena's company.
"Why don't you go upstairs and get ready? I'll clean up a bit down here and join you after."
"No, it's alright. I'll clean up."
"You're growing a whole human, Regina. You're doing enough. I'll clean, you go put our baby to bed."
"I'm not an invalid, Emma."
"No, you're not. But you have a super important job to do and you should focus on that. Come on, let me do this. You go take care of our baby." When Regina continued to hesitate, Emma kissed her cheek. "I know you're not used to people taking care of you, but it's time for that to change. Let me take care of you, honey."
Regina sighed.
"You won't change your mind, will you?"
"No, probably not. Go," Emma insisted, pecking her on the lips and taking a step back. "I got this."
"Alright. Thank you."
Regina made her way up the stairs, taking her time as she slowly headed to the bathroom. Once inside, she began idly wiping off her make up, then moved to the toilet, removing her bottoms while she relieved herself. As she stood, she paused, hand hovering over the handle of the toilet. She thought she felt something in her stomach, looking down for a moment in excitement. It had only been for a second, and Regina wasn't even sure it was real, so she stood stock still, waiting. When nothing else happened, she sighed in disappointment and flushed the toilet, heading back to the sink and washing her hands. It was when she reached down to remove her top that she knew she felt it this time, the smallest of fluttering inside her belly, just behind her ribs.
"Emma!" she yelled, hand pressing on her belly just over when she'd felt the movement. "Emma!"
Regina closed her eyes and focused on the feeling, wide grin on her face as she was certain this time of what she was feeling.
"What! Are you okay?"
Emma was panicked, taking a deep breath of relief when she saw the look of wonder (rather than fear) on Regina's face.
"I felt the baby!" Regina said, opening her eyes and meeting Emma's. "Right here. The baby is moving."
Emma, eyes wide and excited, moved closer. Regina grabbed her hand and placed it over the exact spot where she could feel the baby, tears forming in her eyes.
"It's faint," Regina said softly, "but it's there."
Emma bit her lip, pressing a little harder.
"I can't feel anything."
Regina waited, pushing more on Emma's hand.
"Still nothing?"
"No," Emma responded, a little disappointed.
"I'm sorry, my love. I was hoping you'd feel it too."
Although she was bummed, Emma was grateful that Regina could feel their baby.
"It feels like this," Regina said, sliding her hand under Emma's top and lightly dancing her fingertips against Emma's ribs. "The baby is moving."
Emma grinned widely, watching the awe on Regina's face. She always thought Regina was unbelievably beautiful, but she found her to be especially so in this moment: half dressed, no make up on, hair a bit messy, mouth partly open, eyes closed, and the most wondrous expression on her face. Emma had never been more in love with her. She desperately wanted to kiss Regina, but she couldn't interrupt her while she was so happily feeling their child move for the first time, so Emma quietly watched her lover, taking in every minute change in expression. Only when Regina finally opened her eyes and stopped moving her fingers did Emma take the half step forward needed to press their lips together, sliding her fingers in Regina's hair and kissing her firmly.
Regina moaned into their kiss, her hand coming up to hold Emma's elbow, keeping her in place. She tilted her head when Emma's tongue danced along her bottom lip, opening her mouth and welcoming Emma's warm tongue against her own. She loved kissing her like this, her hand settling on Emma's hip to steady her as their tongues stroked against one another.
Emma slid one hand along Regina's side until she could slip it around her lower back, hauling her up and closer to deepen their kiss. She could feel herself twitch when Regina moaned into their kiss, her hand coming down to palm Regina's ass.
"Emma," Regina hissed, her hips rocking slightly as her arousal stirred. "Emma."
"Fuck, baby," Emma responded. The way Regina said her name made her harden in her pants.
Regina guided Emma backwards (carefully, so as not to break their kiss) until she felt the wall against her back, using it for leverage as she hooked a leg over Emma's hip. She pulled her closer, rocking against the slight hardness she could feel between Emma's legs. The friction felt delicious against her clit, and Regina could feel her panties grow wet as Emma rubbed her cock against her swollen nub.
"I want to lick you," Emma murmured against her mouth.
Regina nodded eagerly, so Emma shifted to drop to her knees. She quickly threw one leg over her shoulder, pressing forward and kissing the damp spot on Regina's panties.
"Fuck, Emma," Regina gasped, her hips bucking up against her mouth.
Emma slid her tongue out and dragged it along the damp cloth, reveling in the needy moan Regina let out.
"You taste so good, baby."
Emma opened her mouth wider, looking up as Regina dropped her head back against the wall, panting. Emma breathed heavily against her pussy, grinning to herself as Regina's hips rocked forward, trying to get some friction where she was growing incredibly needy. Emma knew her lover could feel the heat of her mouth, she knew she wanted more, and when Regina looked down in confusion, their eyes met. Emma chuckled at Regina's glowering expression.
"Hi," she said innocently.
Regina narrowed her eyes.
"You're not cute."
Emma, still holding Regina's gaze, dragged her tongue up the length of her underwear. Regina whimpered, her expression faltering in light of the pleasure Emma's mouth caused.
"No?"
Regina groaned when Emma licked her again, and then again, her hand coming out to pull her back to her cunt when Emma moved away.
"Something you wanted?" Emma murmured against her panties. "God, I love the way you smell. So fucking good."
Regina's hips bucked against Emma's lips.
"Emma," Regina moaned. "Please."
Emma's stomach dropped, her dick hardening at Regina's plea. Regina's begging always spurred Emma into action and she was powerless to resist.
"Yeah, okay," she quickly agreed, ripping at Regina's underwear.
Emma dove forward, her tongue taking a hard swipe between Regina's legs before coming up to find her clit. Regina cried out as soon as Emma's tongue made contact, her hips jerking towards the pleasurable sensation. Emma was so good with her mouth, and another rush of wetness flooded her pussy as Emma licked and sucked at her needy sex.
Emma sucked Regina's clit into her mouth, her fingers stroking up and down Regina's bare legs, tongue lapping at the swollen nub between her lips. Regina was so wet, so swollen, and Emma's dick was aching with how good Regina felt in her mouth.
"Fuck, Emma. Fuck me."
Emma brought her left hand up to Regina's entrance, teasing her fingertips at the soaked folds.
"Yes, yes. Inside, Emma. Please, darling."
God, yes. But first.
Emma reached down and tugged at her throbbing cock, readjusting, before bringing her fingers back up to her lover and stroking them once again through her folds. She couldn't wait to fuck Regina, couldn't wait to bury her hard dick in her tight heat, but she needed Regina to come first. She wanted her open and ready, so Emma slowly, gently teased at Regina's entrance, probing with her fingertips before sliding a finger in to the first knuckle.
"Yes, Emma. Gods, you feel so good. More. Two fingers, Emma."
Emma slid her finger in to the second knuckle, stretching Regina a little, before coming back out and doing as her lover asked, coating a second finger in wetness and sliding both digits back inside to the first, then the second knuckles.
"Fuck," Regina panted, head slamming back against the wall, hips bucking forward towards Emma's relentless tongue and probing fingers. Her legs were shaking and she wasn't sure how much longer she'd be able to hold herself up.
Emma was in heaven. She loved going down on Regina, loved the feeling of her lover's hips bucking up into her face, loved her fingers deep inside her hot cunt, loved sucking on her swollen clit. She loved the sounds she could pull out of Regina, loved hearing her moan, loved when she gasped in pleasure. But mostly, Emma loved the way Regina permitted her to touch her so intimately. She loved that Regina wanted her to touch her like this, in a way no one else was allowed. It was a high unlike any other. And to know Regina's body so well, to know that she was getting close, it made Emma feel powerful. As well as incredibly, unbelievably horny.
"Emma. Emma, I'm going to come soon."
Emma nodded, shifting forward and looking up. She knew.
"Put your leg further on my shoulder, sweetheart. Yeah, like that. I won't let you fall."
"You better not," Regina countered, but the threat was hardly menacing when she was looking as disheveled as she was.
Emma grinned to herself before latching back onto Regina's clit, sucking it deep into her mouth. She dug her fingers into Regina's g-spot, her free hand gripping the back of Regina's thigh firmly.
"Yes, Emma. Gods, you are so good. Make me come darling, and then I want you to fuck me."
Emma groaned against her clit, sucking it roughly as her fingers dragged along Regina's g-spot. When she felt Regina's legs tremble, one hand slamming against the wall as the other held Emma's head in place, she knew Regina was seconds away from coming. She braced herself, and when Regina screamed, she held her tight, tongue lashing between her legs, licking her swollen clit over and over again, dick throbbing in anticipation at the way Regina's cunt squeezed her fingers.
Regina's legs threatened to give out as Emma relentlessly attacked her clit, ripping a first and then a second orgasm from her body. When her knee buckled, Emma's magic swirled around her, holding her up and open to Emma's tongue, which never stopped its attention to her pulsing cunt. She came for a third time, a smaller orgasm this time, but it was just as gratifying as the first two.
"Emma, up," Regina panted, tugging at the back of her head. "I need a break."
Emma gently extracted herself from her lover's body before slowly getting up, wincing as her knees protested the movement. She removed the magic holding Regina upright, instead wrapping her arms around her lover's lower back to hold her steady.
Regina once again hooked her leg around Emma's, rubbing herself against Emma's straining cock. She knew how badly her lover must want to come, so she purposefully dragged her heated core against Emma's hardness. Regina moaned when Emma gave an answering buck, reaching down with one hand to stroke Emma through her pants.
"Wait, wait," Emma said, pulling back to look Regina in the eyes. Guilt churned in her belly as her mind reminded her of just how exhausted Regina had been. She looked just as tired now, her eyes half hooded as she looked at her. "You were really tired earlier, baby. It's okay. We can tomorrow, instead."
Regina shook her head vehemently, squeezing Emma gently. Regina was slick from Emma's attention, her pussy still spasming as they spoke. Her orgasms been incredibly satisfying, but she desperately wanted to come all over Emma's cock. And she knew Emma wanted to come as well. She was a little tired, but she wanted to come again, and she wanted to watch Emma come, too.
"No. I want you now. I don't want to wait until tomorrow. Fuck me, Emma. I'm not too tired. I want you, darling. Fuck me. Please, Emma."
"Christ," Emma groaned, biting her bottom lip as she looked Regina in the eyes. "Are you sure?"
"Yes. I'm still horny, Emma."
"Okay, well when you put it like that-"
Tired of discussing it, Regina pulled Emma forward, crushing their lips together. They kissed, their hands roaming, until Regina could no longer hold herself up. She was trembling with the need for Emma to fuck her, the ache between her legs nearly unbearable.
"Take me to bed, Emma."
Emma complied immediately, engulfing them in a swirl of white smoke and depositing them both on their bed. She lay Regina back and began kissing her way down Regina's body, intent on taking her again with her mouth, until she was stopped by a firm grip on her arm.
"No. I need you to fuck me. I'm ready, Emma."
"I don't want to hurt you. Let me lick you just a little more, baby."
"You won't hurt me," Regina reassured her, taking Emma's hand and pressing it between her legs. Emma groaned when her fingers easily slid into swollen, liquid heat. "As much as I love your tongue, I'm ready, darling. You've prepared me enough, I promise you. Fuck me, Emma."
"Okay."
Emma nodded quickly as she began ripping off her clothes. Regina removed her own shirt, reaching down and grasping Emma's cock once it was freed.
"There you are, my love."
Emma panted heavily, her head dropping to Regina's shoulder as the woman stroked her.
"Regina, baby. You gotta stop. I won't last if you do that."
"I don't want you to last," Regina purred, spreading her legs. "I want you to come."
"God, you kill me."
Emma shifted, leaning over Regina and crashing their lips together as soon as she was within reach. She groaned as Regina guided her between her legs, stroking her up and down her sopping folds before lining her up.
"Now, darling. I'm okay," Regina assured her, knowing Emma would be concerned. "It feels so good."
Emma looked Regina in the eyes as she slowly, gently pushed in, stomach tightening further as Regina's expression revealed the pleasure she was feeling.
"You feel incredible, Emma. I love it when you fill me, darling."
Emma bit her lip, feeling her orgasm already starting to build as Regina spoke. She gripped one hip, holding her in place as she breathed through it, calming herself before she slowly moved back and then plunged further inside.
"Yes, my love. Yes. Harder."
Emma leaned down and licked a striped up Regina's neck, stopping at her jaw and nibbling there. She worked her hips as Regina rocked, meeting her thrust for thrust, grunting when she felt Regina reach up to toy with her nipples. Emma closed her eyes against the incredibly sexy visual of Regina touching her breasts, shifting until she could slip a hand between their bodies to circle her clit.
"Oh! Emma, yes. Just like that. Just like that. Gods, you are so good. I love when you touch me. I love it when you fuck me, darling. So good. You feel incredible. I want it hard, Emma. Fuck me hard."
Emma groaned. She adored the way Regina babbled when she got like this, so turned on she wasn't even aware of the fact that she was talking. It turned Emma on like nothing else to hear her lover's voice in her ear, to hear her breathy moans as she got closer.
"Come on, baby," Emma encouraged, chewing on her lip to stave off her own release.
"Yes, Emma. Fuck me. Harder."
Emma pulled her hand away just long enough to grab a pillow, shoving it beneath Regina's hips before her thumb found the swollen nub once again. Emma leaned heavily on her left elbow, her hand snaked under Regina's shoulder to hold her in place as she picked up the pace, fucking her hard enough to watch Regina bounce with every thrust.
"Yes, Emma! Oh, fuck," Regina tilted her hips back, head digging into the pillow beneath her head as she pinched her nipples harder. "Please, Emma."
"I know, sweetheart. I know," Emma murmured, pressing more firmly with her thumb. She continued, knowing that her words affected Regina just as much as Regina's affected her. She needed her lover to come because she wasn't going to last much longer. "Come on, baby. You can do it. You're right there. Do you feel how hard I am for you?"
Regina nodded, Emma's words sending a bolt of arousal through her core. God, she was on fire with the need to come again.
"Come all over my cock, baby. I wanna feel you squeeze me. That's it, baby. Come for me."
Emma picked up the pace, fucking her harder as Regina began tightening around her, her breaths hitching in her throat, and then finally Regina stilled, head thrown back, fingers wilding tugging and pinching her nipples before she screamed. Emma dug her fingers into Regina's shoulder as she held her, setting a brutal pace between her legs as she fucked Regina into the mattress, fucking through her orgasm, straining against the way the tight muscles fought her thrusts.
"Emma! Don't stop. Oh, Gods, Emma, don't stop. Yes!"
Emma clenched her teeth and circled her clit, unrelenting, knowing she could push this orgasm into another if she could just hold off a second longer.
"Again, Regina. Come again."
Regina's head began thrashing back and forth on the pillow, her eyebrows furrowing, her hips bucking wildly before she stilled once more, her breath catching as she came with a silent scream. No longer able to hold off, Emma immediately followed, her dick hard as steel as she finally came, groaning deeply as she emptied herself in Regina's hot, spasming cunt. Her hips jerked once, twice, and then she was finally spent, gently pulling out and dropping heavily next to her lover.
"Fuck," Regina breathed, pushing her hair out of her face and taking deep gulps of air. She looked over to Emma who was panting just as heavily, grinning at her when their gazes met.
"Hi, beautiful."
Regina leaned forward and kissed her cheek, turning slightly to get closer to Emma.
"Hello, darling. That was incredible."
"Yeah?" Emma asked, throwing a hand around Regina's middle and pulling her flush into her side. "Good?"
"Amazing," Regina confirmed, closing her eyes.
"Wait, don't go to sleep, honey. You need to go to the bathroom first."
Regina groaned in protest.
"Nobody wants a UTI. Come on," Emma encouraged, gently helping her out of bed. She led the way to the bathroom, standing in front of Regina and stroking her hair while the woman peed. Regina didn't like losing physical contact after they made love, so Emma stayed close, scratching at her scalp as she waited.
Emma took a step back when Regina finally got up and flushed, wrapping her hands around her middle as Regina washed her hands. She kissed Regina's shoulder patiently, leading the way back to the bed and spooning her when they finally lay down. Emma reached over and draped the duvet over both of their bodies once they had settled, kissing the top of Regina's spine when she finally sighed contently.
"You okay? You're not sore?"
"No, my love," Regina yawned, sleepily. "I'm perfect, thank you."
"Yes, you are. Sleep tight, baby."
"I will," Regina murmured, kissing the back of Emma's hand before she placed it back at her waist. "Sweet dreams."
"You too. Love you."
"Love you, bigger."
And with that, the women drifted off.
Welcome back, readers. I've missed you dearly.
Also, for those of you interested, I've just about completed the version of Between Two Teachers on Archive. So, if you wanted to finish that one too (the cis version), head over there for that one.