Emma held tight to Regina's hand as the technician began swiping the wand over Regina's belly, both women looking at the screen.
"I know you're nervous, but don't worry. We're just checking in on baby and so far, everything's been normal. I don't anticipate seeing anything out of the ordinary today, okay?"
Emma nodded, Regina still too nervous to speak. She watched the monitor as the technician moved, listening closely as she measured the baby's head, spine, stomach. She held her breath, squeezing the life out of Emma's hand, her anxiety still sky high, even as the technician reassured her everything was looking great. She was so nervous, so scared that something would be wrong, that on the next swipe, the technician would discover something horrifically problematic. Regina's face was marred with her anxiety, lower lip indented from her teeth. She frowned, squeezing Emma's hand again, until finally, finally her expression softened.
Regina watched, transfixed, as a small hand appeared on the screen, all five fingers splayed open wide, moving around, almost as though the baby were waving. She then broke into a smile, and then she cried when the technician moved the wand yet again, and Regina heard the baby's heartbeat, strong and loud. Her anxiety slowly lowered as she saw her baby, their baby, move on the screen, heard its rapid heartbeat, felt Emma's soothing touches on her skin. Suddenly all of the "looking good" and "perfect" and "excellent" uttered by the technician finally sunk in, and Regina cried in relief.
It took a few tries for the reading on the baby's heart, Regina shifting on the table as they tried to find a position that showed the valves the technician was searching for. She held her breath when the technician pondered bringing her back for a second appointment, pushing and moving on the table as she tried to get the baby into a better position. She finally sighed a breath of relief when the technician exclaimed an "aha! Alright, okay. Yep. Looks great", reaching back for Emma's hand, the two sharing a wide grin.
"I'll print you the photos in just a second, but everything looks fine, Regina. You don't need to worry. Stress isn't good for you or for the baby, and hopefully now you can rest easy."
Regina nodded. She knew she shouldn't stress, she knew she had to keep her anxiety down, but she couldn't help it. She'd been so scared, her anxiety plaguing her with thoughts of what if.
"You're sure everything looks normal?"
"Yes, madame mayor. Everything looks perfect."
Regina wiped at her eyes, the anxiety she'd been harbouring finally abating, tears of relief streaming down her cheeks.
"I seem to be crying at everything lately."
The technician laughed, nodding.
"Yep, that's normal," she responding, wiping at the gel on Regina's belly. "But the baby is developing as expected, everything looks normal. This is all very good news right before Christmas!"
"You've given us a really good Christmas present," Emma said, squeezing Regina's hand and helping her sit up.
The technician smiled at them both before turning to the little printer under the ultrasound machine, tearing at the printed photos and passing them to Regina.
"Here you are."
Regina looked down at the black and white photographs, fingers trailing over the baby's head, heart full with the knowledge that the baby was okay. Was perfect in fact, healthy. She'd been terrified that karma would catch up with her, that her baby would pay for all of her misdeeds in her life. Regina never would have been able to stomach that guilt.
"Come on," Emma encouraged, taking Regina's hand and leading the way back to the car.
"Wait," Regina said, pausing Emma before she could open the door. She pulled Emma to her, wrapping her in a tight hug. "Thank you."
"For what?" Emma asked, confused.
"You've been amazing, Emma. This whole time, you've been incredibly patient and supportive and loving. I know I haven't been easy to be around these last few days. I've been an anxious mess and I've snapped at you. I've faulted you for things that were not your doing. I haven't been very nice to you, and you've endured it all. I'm sorry. I was so scared and you were so kind-"
"Hey," Emma said soothingly, her heart constricting at the way Regina's voice broke. Her hand came up to cup the back of Regina's head, fingers stroking through her hair to gently scratch at her scalp. "It's okay, baby."
"It's not, Emma. I'm sorry."
Emma pulled back, her hand sliding down to cup Regina's cheek.
"It is. Regina, your body is growing a whole human. It's changing in a way I don't think I even really understand, even though I'm trying to. Like, your organs are literally moving to different locations because you are growing a human being. It's so mind blowing to me that your body is capable of doing that. Do you know how incredible this all is? So of course you're sometimes going to be anxious and angry and scared and you're gonna lash out. Your whole body is being thrown out of whack while it makes our child. I think a little lee-way and understanding isn't too much to ask for.
"Does it sometimes hurt when you lash out at me when I'm just trying to help? Yeah, maybe. But Jesus, Regina, you are doing all of the work in this pregnancy. You are carrying a literal team member here," Emma smiled when Regina chuckled, her heart melting when Regina looked up at her so adoringly. "The very least I can do is be nice to you and support you and love you and give you a little grace when you're angry, when you're literally giving up your whole body for almost a year just to create our baby. You're allowed to get mad at the person who did this to you."
Regina laughed again, leaning into Emma's palm.
"You did do this to me, didn't you?"
"I did."
"I'm so glad that you did," Regina confessed, turning to kiss her palm.
"Yeah?"
"Yes, Emma. You've no idea how happy it makes me to know I am carrying your child."
Emma leaned forward, pressing her lips to Regina's. She kissed her gently, slowly, hand sliding back to tangle once again in her hair. Regina melted into her, and that made Emma's belly flutter with happiness. The fact that Regina felt this way… Emma could have walked on water just with the feeling alone.
"Shall we go home and tell Henry?" Regina asked when they finally pulled apart.
"Sure," Emma said, pecking her on the nose before opening the car door. "I'm sure he'll be happy to hear everything looks good."
The transformation in Regina after the news was immediate. She entered the house feeling lighter than she had in days. She and Emma spoke to Henry, who stated he was relieved to hear all was well with the baby. Mostly, Henry was relieved that his mother appeared to be less anxious. They spoke for a little in his room, until Emma and Henry decided that a wrestling match was the appropriate way to celebrate the good news.
Regina, rolling her eyes, headed downstairs and left the two children to their own devices.
"You're not going to be like them, right?" Regina cooed, rubbing her belly and heading to the kitchen. "You'll be normal."
Regina snorted. With half Emma genes, the baby was doomed.
"Sorry, love," Regina apologised, smirking at her own joke.
She spent much of the rest of the afternoon baking cookies, macarons, and other desserts, pointing Emma towards the sink when she asked her what she could do to help. Emma, to her credit, went to the sink without a fuss, washing all the dishes that Regina piled next to her. Of course, the fact that Regina occasionally paused next to her with a cookie held out may have been part of the reason Emma was so complacent.
The evening passed quickly, Regina curled up in Emma's arms, their son sprawled on the floor in front of them, snacking on chips and popcorn, while the three watched a crime documentary. Regina wasn't sure how she felt about Henry watching such things, but considering what he'd lived through, she ultimately decided that the shows were probably not going to cause any lasting psychological damage. Besides, he was fifteen. He'd probably just watch it on his own anyway.
The women turned in at eleven, Henry deciding to stay up and watch a movie given that he still wasn't tired. They bid him goodnight, Emma wrestling him once again and pinning him down for a kiss. She feigned outrage at the kiss he freely gave Regina, Regina simply shaking her head and rolling her eyes. It was a game Emma and Henry played often, and if Regina were ever honest about it, she loved how playful Emma was with their son. Henry was a teenager, rarely seeking them out when he was home, but Emma always seemed to lure him into spending time with them. Regina was grateful, because while she wanted to respect her son's space and his need for independence, she missed him when she didn't see him.
Regina watched from the doorway as Emma wrestled with Henry for another minute before finally announcing that she was leaving, Emma ultimately releasing Henry, the two bidding one another goodnight.
Emma jogged over to catch up, following Regina up the stairs, eyes glued to her lover's ass the entire way. Regina, well aware of Emma's eyes on her body, exaggerated the rocking of her hips as she climbed the stairs, grin fully formed on her face. Now that they knew everything was okay, that the baby was healthy and developing as expected, a weight had been lifted from Regina's shoulders. She'd been terrified the baby would be afflicted with some terrible disease, that there would be something wrong, and that it would be karma's way of settling the wrongs she had done in the past. Because for Regina, the real way to hurt her was not to attack her, but to target the people she cared about, to target her children. And with how cruel and heinous some of her actions had been in the past, Regina was petrified retribution would take place on her children.
So she'd been terrified, and not without reason. But then she'd seen the baby, and the technician had smiled, had told her everything looked great, the baby was developing as expected. It slowly sunk in that this baby was okay, that it wasn't paying for its mother's wrongdoings. And the weight on her soul had been lifted. She'd looked over at Emma, at the woman who was the reason she had this family, these children, who loved her and supported her and encouraged her. Emma, who was the saviour, her saviour, her rock and her safe place. And now, that same woman's eyes were on her ass, raking over her body, and Regina could feel her arousal stir in her belly.
Oh, yes. Now, Regina wanted.
She led the way to their bedroom, turning around the second Emma closed the door and crushing their lips together. She arched herself into Emma's body, pressing her into the nearest wall, diving her tongue into her mouth when Emma let out a gasp of surprise. She quickly recovered, however, bringing her hands up to roam up and down Regina's body, eliciting a moan of approval.
Regina nodded into their kiss when Emma began massaging her ass, rolling her hips into Emma's, groaning when she felt the woman twitch in interest.
"I want you," Regina panted against her mouth. "Make love to me, Emma."
Emma's stomach clenched at the words. She loved how forward Regina could be.
"God, you're sexy."
"Show me."
Emma nodded in agreement, flipping them around so she could press herself against her lover, taking care not to push on her belly. Even at twenty weeks, Regina was still not showing very much, but there was a slight swell that wasn't there just a few weeks ago, so Emma took care to keep from pressing into it. She did, however, move her hands from Regina's ass to her stomach, hands covering it protectively. That was her baby inside of Regina, and even though her belly was still small, Emma loved it, loved watching Regina's body change and grow.
She loved the way her once flat stomach slowly began to expand, making room for their child. She couldn't wait until Regina was heavily pregnant, until she was waddling around the house, until her belly grew so big that it was obvious that she was pregnant. She wasn't looking forward to Regina being uncomfortable, so Emma had been reading about the ways she could help be a better partner, how she could improve the pregnancy experience for Regina, and Emma had started a list on her phone.
She hadn't yet had to implement that many ideas yet (like ensuring things were in reach so Regina didn't have to bend down, swapping her tie-up shoes for slip-ons, or purchasing a belly-support strap to help with the weight of the baby). But she'd been doing many of the other things she'd been reading about, like taking on more of the household chores (they shared them, but Emma had slowly been taking on tasks that Regina tended to do), ensuring Regina's favourites snacks were always stocked, and rubbing her feet when they settled in for the evening. Many of the things Emma had read had simply stated to be supportive, to listen, and to do what your partner wanted you to do in the moment. And it seemed in this moment, Regina wanted her to touch her, to pleasure her, and that was something with which Emma was more than eager to comply.
So she did. She kissed her, and touched her, and as her hands roamed over the slight swell of Regina's belly, her libido kicked into overdrive with the knowledge that she was the one who got Regina pregnant, that she was pregnant with her baby. Their baby. Their baby who was perfect, who was okay (for Emma, too, had been worried), and with the way that Regina was moaning in her arms, well. Now Emma also wanted.
She shifted, plastering herself into Regina's body, as an intense need to be inside her lover hit her. She felt herself harden under the thought, hoisting Regina up and into her arms, her kisses turning much firmer, more insistent, more passionate.
Regina gasped as Emma yanked her up and pushed her into the wall. Emma then stepped between her legs, pressing herself into her core, the wetness between her legs spilling onto her panties. Regina moaned against Emma's mouth, feeling her hardness press into her, her hips rocking against her lover's cock.
Emma's hands flexed under Regina's ass, grasping and squeezing, enjoying the feeling of the soft globes in her palm before she tore her mouth away in order to catch her breath. She then began licking and sucking at Regina's shoulder before making her way up to her ear.
"So fucking hot, Regina. You are so sexy. Can't believe you're having my baby."
Regina nodded into her throat, nipping and licking at the sensitive skin there.
"You got me pregnant, Em-ma. This is your baby inside of me. My stomach is growing because of you, because of your child."
Emma's hips rolled at the words, her breathing deepening at the words Regina spoke to her. They hit her deep between her thighs, pressing herself between Regina's legs, rubbing herself against where Regina was so incredibly warm.
"Turns me on so much to know you're gonna have my baby."
"Yes, darling. I feel the same. Now, please. I want you inside of me."
"I definitely want to be inside of you," Emma panted, licking and sucking on Regina's earlobe.
Regina nodded eagerly, head falling back at the delicious feeling of Emma's cock stroking against her swollen clit, even through all the layers of their clothing. She was much more sensitive now that she was pregnant, and she could feel herself grow slick with need.
"First, you're going to come against my mouth though. I want to taste you so fucking bad."
Emma so aroused, she knew that she needed a moment to calm her roaring libido. She also needed to get Regina ready. Licking Regina to several orgasms would address both of those issues.
"Emma," Regina protested. "I want you inside of me. I can feel how you want to be inside of me as well, darling."
Emma nodded in agreement, gently letting Regina down, taking a few deep breaths to regain her senses. She kissed Regina gently, until she felt her arousal ebb a little, allowing her mind to focus. She had no doubts her arousal would return full force when she was ready for it, but she wanted that to happen after Regina was wet and had had a few orgasms.
Emma pecked Regina's mouth before moving to her jaw, her throat, her hands coming up to remove her girlfriend's shirt. She looked down in appreciation at her covered breasts, hands encasing the two perfect mounds.
"And I will be inside of you," Emma finally reassured her, leaning forward to place two kisses on each breast, before pulling back and removing the garment. "But first, I need a minute to calm down or else this is going to be over before it even starts."
"I thought you were supposed to do everything I wanted," Regina argued.
Emma chuckled, leaning forward to kiss her lips.
"And I will. In time," Emma responded, kissing her again. "Do you have a preference for position today? Are you sore?"
Regina shook her head.
"I feel fine, Emma. And as for my preference for position: I would like to be on my back, I would like you above me, and I would like you inside of me."
Emma grinned. She loved Regina's stubborn side.
Emma wrapped her arms around Regina's middle, licking the shell of her ear before murmuring her response.
"How about this? You get on that bed, on your hands and knees, and you bend forward, let me lick you from behind, let me make you come over and over again, get you nice and wet and needy, making you scream until you can't take it anymore. And then afterwards, I'll flip you on your back, and you'll grip the bars of that headboard, and I'll fuck you so hard you'll feel it into next week. That okay, my queen?"
Emma watched as Regina's eyes darkened the more she spoke, feeling her own arousal stir as her lover's lips parted with her every breath she took, taking pleasure in the way Regina's desire increased with every word that she said. It was unbelievably erotic to Emma to know that she could turn Regina on so easily with just her words. Emma desperately hoped Regina was agreeable, because the way her lover's eyes had suddenly become hooded, darkened with need, made Emma want nothing more than to throw her on the bed and fuck her into oblivion. She really did want to taste her first, though.
"Okay," Regina finally panted, immediately shucking the rest of her clothing and crawling onto the bed.
"Fuck," Emma breathed, her stomach clenching in arousal when Regina bent forward, spreading her legs. She was transfixed, eyes looking over every single inch of Regina's swollen sex, dripping, and exposed for her to see.
"Hurry up, Emma. It's cold."
Emma immediately stripped herself naked, quickly joining her girlfriend on the bed and stroking a hand over her lower back in apology.
"Sorry, sweetheart. You just looked so fucking good."
"So have a taste, then," Regina invited, rolling her hips back.
"Fuck yes."
Emma draped herself over Regina's back, hands settling on her hips as she kissed and licked her way down her lover's spine. She paused at the dimples at Regina's lower back, dipping in her tongue and swirling it around, pleased at the answering moan she received from above. Her hands then moved down to grab at Regina's ass, squeezing it gently, before they moved down to the back of her thighs, her tongue and teeth replacing where her hands had just been. Emma licked and nipped at Regina's backside, grinning against the soft flesh as Regina's hips rolled, her moans increasing under Emma's attention.
"Emma," Regina whined. "Touch me."
"I am touching you," Emma murmured, kissing the back of her thigh. "Is there something in particular you wanted?" Emma moved upwards, licking along the swollen lips of Regina's sex. "Maybe for me to move closer here?" She sucked on the heated flesh between Regina's clit and her sopping entrance. "Or here?"
Regina whined at the lack of attention on her clit, bucking her hips backwards and ripping at the sheets. Emma was so close to where she needed her. She couldn't formulate thought, couldn't voice what she needed, unable to even protest Emma's teasing touches. She was so incredibly needy. So swollen. She was desperate.
When Emma heard Regina's moans change from aroused to uncomfortable, she immediately moved to her clit, wrapping her lips around the swollen bundle of nerves and sucking hard. She gripped Regina's hips, holding her in place, smiling internally at the way her girlfriend cried out in relief. She loved it when Regina became this aroused for her, unable to formulate words, begging with her body for Emma to bring her relief. It was a high unlike any other to know she was the one to reduce the regal mayor into a quivering pile of need. The added knowledge that Regina was now pregnant, that she was pregnant with her child, well. There was nothing more arousing than that. Emma couldn't wait to fuck Regina into this mattress, once she'd made her come with her mouth of course.
Speaking of which.
Emma buried her face further in Regina's pussy, flattening her tongue and licking a hot stripe up to her entrance, diving her tongue inside and moaning at the rich flavour of her lover's arousal, right from its source. Emma loved eating Regina out in this position because she could lick her more fully, bury her face more deeply, end up with Regina's slick all over her face and Emma loved it. She loved how wet Regina got for her, loved how swollen her pussy became, loved consuming her delicious cunt.
Emma held Regina's hips in place as she did just that, fucking her lover with her tongue, plunging it in and out as deeply as she could, stroking and massaging her walls, reveling in the juices that filled her mouth and coated her throat.
"Taste so good, baby," Emma panted, gulping down a few breaths of air before sliding her tongue back down to Regina's clit. She moaned, knowing the vibrations would add even more pleasure for her girlfriend.
Regina could not respond. She couldn't think. She could barely breathe. The only thing she could do was feel. Feel the arousal swirling deep in her belly. Feel the way Emma's tongue seemed to be stroking every single inch of her pussy. Feel the way her thighs trembled, feel the firm digits holding her hips in place as a strong tongue fucked her cunt. Regina could feel the way the sheets tensed under her straining fingers as she panted and whined and moaned and rocked her hips, climbing, climbing, getting closer and closer to that delicious release.
Emma could tell Regina was close. She knew she was quickly approaching her peak, so she moved her tongue down to Regina's clit, swirling it repeatedly before sucking it between her lips, her fingers coming up and teasing at her entrance. When Regina mewled and thrust her hips back towards her hand, Emma fought a smile, sucking harder and pressing the tips of two digits to her hot centre. Regina cried out, Emma's cock twitching at the sound, her eyes rolling in the back of her skull. She loved when Regina was vocal. She loved how vocal Regina was in bed, the sounds hitting her right between her legs, and this time was no different.
Regina was not going to last. She was seconds away from orgasm, sweat dripping from her forehead as she rocked against Emma's mouth and fingers, her stomach clenching tight as she prepared for release. It took only one, two, a third swipe of Emma's hot tongue against her swollen clit, two slick fingers teasing her entrance before Regina was screaming into the mattress, her hips thrusting back against Emma's attention, her body soaring as Emma licked and stroked and rubbed her to her peak. She cried out again, hot breath warming the sheets against her lips, as Emma's relentless attention brought her to a second orgasm, and when Emma's probing fingers finally plunged all the way inside of her and began stroking against her front wall, Regina screamed even louder, her entire body shattering for a third time under Emma's talented tongue and fingers.
Regina ripped away from Emma when she finished coming, flipping onto her back and immediately wrapping her legs around Emma's middle. She yanked her forward, pleased when Emma eagerly complied.
"Inside."
It was the only thing Regina could say, could think, and when Emma hovered above her, their lips an inch apart, Regina nodded eagerly, spreading her legs wide and tugging at Emma's hips.
Emma was so hard it hurt. Regina was so fucking sexy, and Emma could not tear her eyes away from her disheveled lover, the sight of Regina's red, panting lips, messy hair, tight nipples sending bolts of arousal right between her legs. Emma was hot, swollen, and Regina's desperate eagerness was doing nothing to help her current situation. In fact, it was making matters much worse, Emma a little concerned she was only going to last seconds, but when Regina began clawing at her sides and then reached between their bodies to grip her cock, stroking it once and lining it up with her pussy, Emma was powerless to resist.
She moved with Regina, pressing herself forward, groaning when the leaking head of her cock pressed against Regina's wet heat. She looked down at her lover, who thrust her head back and moaned the second Emma's dick probed at her entrance, rolling her hips up in invitation. Emma was unable to tear her eyes away from how incredibly sexy Regina looked, slowly pressing inside and watching closely as Regina's eyebrows furrowed, her mouth dropping open in pleasure, her hips rocking, nodding her head as Emma slowly, gently, eased herself inside.
When she was finally buried all the way, Emma released the breath she didn't know she'd been holding. She looked down at Regina, who finally seemed to come back to her senses, eyes drifting open and locking gazes with Emma.
"Hi, baby."
"Emma," Regina panted, reaching up and cupping her cheek. "You are incredible. I love you."
Emma leaned forward, kissing her softly on the lips.
"You feel incredible inside of me," Regina murmured against her lips. "I've wanted this so badly."
Emma nodded in agreement, pecking her on the nose before pulling back to look at her.
"Me too. I love you so much, baby. You're so fucking sexy."
"As are you, darling. Now fuck me."
Emma nodded, sliding back before plunging forward, reveling in the way Regina's entire body reacted, shivering at the way her lover cried out as she pressed inside of her.
"Okay?"
"Oh, yes. Harder, Emma. I want you to come inside of me now."
"You'll come again? With me?" Emma breathed, pulling back and thrusting back inside, the women groaning in unison.
"Yes. Yes. Now, please. Fuck me, Emma."
"Brace yourself."
Regina eagerly complied, reaching up and grabbing the headboard, shifting as Emma shoved a pillow beneath her hips.
"Tell me when I hit your clit," Emma instructed, placing her hands on either side of Regina's head as Regina wrapped her legs around Emma's hips.
Regina nodded immediately, squeezing the bars of the headboard as Emma began moving above her, inside of her, eyes squeezing shut against the delicious pleasure between her legs. Even without Emma's body stroking against her clit, it still felt incredible, but she knew Emma wanted her to come, wanted her to come with her, and that would only be achieved if Regina's clit was stimulated. So they moved together, Emma watching Regina's face, Regina biting her lip in pleasure, until finally Regina cried out, her walls squeezing Emma's cock.
"There!"
Emma immediately called her magic forth, using it to hold Regina in place, increasing the strength of her thrusts with the knowledge that Regina was now feeling more intense pleasure.
"Okay? Good like this?"
Regina nodded, her pleasure skyrocketing. Emma's pubic bone rubbed against her swollen clit with every thrust of her hips, her magic keeping Regina still, forcing her to feel every single stroke of her cock. Regina loved it.
"You're so fucking sexy," Emma panted, eyes glued to the pleasure so clearly written all over Regina's face. "So fucking beautiful. Love fucking you."
Regina moaned in response.
"So good, Emma. Please. Please, darling. I want to come."
"So come. I want to watch you."
Regina opened her eyes, looking up at Emma, who looked down at her so lovingly. It made her heart ache in the best way.
"Come with me. I want us to come together. I'm so close."
Emma groaned.
"Okay."
Regina mewled as Emma increased her thrusts, her breasts bouncing against the movement. She watched as Emma chased her pleasure, and the knowledge that she was the cause of it, that it was her pussy that Emma wanted, that Emma was buried deep within her, that Emma was hard because of her, that was ultimately what sent Regina over the edge, unable to fight the orgasm that clawed at her belly.
When Regina's cunt squeezed her tight, her face contorting with pleasure, Emma couldn't fight it. She came, triggered by the cries of Regina's release, stomach bottoming hard at the sounds of her cock thrusting in and out of Regina's pussy. Her thrusts increased as she came, her dick hardening further seconds before she spurted deep in her lover, loud groan echoing off of the walls of the room. She collapsed next to Regina, who turned to cuddle into her side, Emma wrapping a protective arm around her shoulders and pulling her close.
Regina panted into Emma's chest, trying hard to catch her breath, her entire body aching but satisfied.
"God damn, woman," Emma finally groaned.
Regina chuckled against her sternum.
"Good?"
"Phenomenal," Emma responded, tilting Regina's chin to kiss her deeply. When she finally pulled back, she looked her in the eyes, smiling softly at her. "Hey."
"Hello."
"You're so pretty," Emma complimented, tracing Regina's jaw with her finger. "Are you okay? I wasn't too rough?"
"You were perfect. I thoroughly enjoyed that."
"Good," Emma breathed, pulling Regina close. "I love you so much, baby."
"I love you too, darling. You were wonderful this evening."
"Good. I can't wait to do it again."
Regina laughed.
Neither could she.