Regina sighed heavily, watching as her sister approached Mulan, plate in hand.
"Do you think Zelena's ever going to tell her how she feels?"
Emma looked over at the woman in question, who smiled softly at Mulan, offering her the plate of food she'd made up for her.
"Mulan knows," Emma replied, shifting so that Regina could rest against her more comfortably. "Zelena packed a whole separate meal for her. She made homemade kimchi. She even cut off the crust off her sandwich because she'll never admit it, but she despises the crust," Emma repeated, imitating Zelena's accent. "If she didn't already know, that right there would give it away."
The women watched Zelena and Mulan, who were now chatting quietly and smiling at one another, Mulan holding out a small piece of cooked pumpkin for Robyn, who grabbed it greedily. She immediately shoved it into her mouth, the two adults looking up at each other over her head and chuckling.
"I think she loves her," Regina finally said.
"Who, Zelena?"
"Yes."
"I'm pretty sure the feeling is mutual," Emma responded, running her fingers through Regina's hair. "They just need time."
"How much more time could she possibly need? It's not fair to Mulan. She's been waiting for so long already. Zelena just needs to finally admit it to herself."
"I waited for you, and it was well worth the wait. She needs to be ready, baby."
Regina looked up at her and sighed.
"Stop being logical."
Emma laughed, looking down at Regina and kissing her forehead. Regina closed her eyes momentarily, simply enjoying the feel of Emma's lips against her skin. When she opened her eyes, she locked gazes with Mulan, who looked so longingly at her. Regina gave her a soft smile of encouragement. I know.
"Alright. Enough is enough."
Regina sat up and turned to Emma.
"Talk to your child," she ordered.
"What?"
"Talk to the baby. There's always a reaction when you talk directly to my stomach and I want the baby moving. Then you can go tell Zelena to come here and feel her niece or nephew. She's been pestering me because she hasn't gotten to yet."
"Regina," Emma warned.
"I'm just going to talk to her." And tell her to get her head out of her ass.
Emma still hesitated, so Regina raised an eyebrow.
"Are you arguing with me?"
"Never," Emma breathed then, laughing. "Alright, fine."
Emma lowered herself to Regina's lap, stroking her belly and speaking softly to the baby. She rubbed her hand along the soft swell of her stomach, grinning up at Regina when she began feeling movement.
"Keep going."
"Were you napping in there? Am I waking you up? How rude of me. But your mother has bossed me into waking you because she wants to order your auntie into making a move on your probably-soon-to-be other auntie. Lucky you, kid. You're going to have a million lesbians in your life. That's a lot of estrogen though."
Regina rolled her eyes, but she was pleased. The baby was actively moving around now.
"Alright. Go fetch my sister."
"Yes ma'am," Emma saluted, leaning forward and kissing her lips before jogging over to where Zelena was.
Regina watched from afar, continuing to rub her belly in an effort to keep the baby active. Zelena grinned widely, thrusting Robyn at Emma and quickly making her way to where Regina was sitting. She plopped down in front of her, hands immediately reaching out and feeling for movement.
"No, by all means, help yourself."
"You're my sister which means your body is my body. Now shut your gob and tell me where to place my hands."
Regina rolled her eyes, grabbing Zelena's hand and pressing it firmly into her right side. She smiled when Zelena's eyes lit up, a big grin forming on her face.
"Hello, little one. It's your auntie Zelena. Oh, darling, I can't wait to meet you!"
Regina gave her sister a moment to rub and coo at her belly before she finally brought up the reason she wanted her to join her.
"This was a really nice idea. Mulan seems to be enjoying herself today."
Zelena looked up suspiciously.
"Yes…"
"You two seemed cozy earlier."
Zelena narrowed her eyes, her hands still resting over the flutters on her sister's belly.
"What are you on about?"
Regina tilted her chin towards Mulan, watching as Zelena turned her head until she saw where she was indicating.
"She's my daughter. Of course we were being 'cozy'."
"You know who I meant."
Zelena refused to dignify that with an answer.
"Come on, Zelena. Why won't you talk to her about what you're feeling?"
"You've no idea what I'm feeling."
"You like her," Regina said easily, avoiding the use of the other, stronger word. "I just don't understand why you won't admit it. She likes you too, you know."
Zelena stayed quiet, slowly shifting away as the flutters against her hand ceased. She looked over at Mulan, observing her, how good she was with her daughter, how easy things were now that she was in her life. Zelena found herself looking forward to waking up, eager to get out of bed, because it meant she'd get to see the one person (besides her daughter) who made her happy to be alive. It was a new feeling, a frightening one.
"Robyn loves her," Regina continued when Zelena stayed quiet.
"She does," Zelena finally admitted. "There are times she wants Mulan more than she wants me."
Regina shifted her gaze to her sister.
"Does that bother you?"
"It should. I wanted a baby more than anything in the world. Because I wanted to love someone and to be loved first over everyone else. I wanted her to choose me every time." Zelena turned to her sister. "But when she chooses Mulan, it pleases me. It makes me happy to know if something happens to me, Robyn will be safe with someone who loves her just as much as I do."
Regina smiled, rubbing her belly.
"I know the feeling."
Zelena looked back at Mulan.
"I love her."
Regina was grateful in that moment that Zelena wasn't looking at her because she was sure she would have been unable to hide her shock at her sister volunteering the information.
"So why don't you tell her?"
Zelena looked back at Regina.
"You bloody well know why. Mulan is wonderful. She's kind and patient and sensible and loving. She's good. I'm rotten. My own mother threw me away-"
"She didn't want to, Zel. You know that."
Zelena shook her head.
"It doesn't matter. Mulan deserves the best. She deserves better than the likes of me."
"Don't you think she should get to choose?"
"No. Not when she'd choose me."
"You make her happy."
"I don't bloody know why!"
"Because you're funny and you're a good mother and you care for her. We can see the way you look at her, Zelena. And the way that she looks at you. Don't you think she deserves to be happy?"
"She does. With someone who is worthy of her."
"You've come a long way."
"My past-"
"Is in the past. You don't think I feel the same way about Emma? She's the Saviour. She literally a child of light. She has light magic. She's the epitome of good. And I'm the Evil Queen. I've murdered more people than I can even count. You don't think that weighs on me every day? But you work through it. And you trust your partner. You trust them to know what they want. You think I understand how the hell Emma can look past what I've done? But for whatever reason, she does. And she loves me despite it. We deserve to be happy, Zel. For ours kids, too. Robyn deserves a mother who is happy."
"I'm brilliant. Couldn't be happier."
"And Mulan?"
Zelena stayed quiet.
"Why are you suddenly so interested?" she finally asked.
"I've always been interested. You're my sister. I care about your happiness. I've just stayed quiet because Emma told me to be patient. I'm done being patient."
Zelena snorted.
"You've no patience at all."
"I know. So you're lucky I waited even this long before confronting you about it. How are you going to feel if someone else goes after her? She's a good person. She's not going to stay single forever."
"Perhaps they'd be better suited."
"Stop being so stubborn. Go tell her. I know you're scared, but tell her anyway."
"I don't believe anything's ever frightened me quite like this," Zelena admitted.
"Isn't she worth facing that fear?"
Zelena glared at Regina.
"She's worth everything. She is everything."
"Well then?" Regina pushed.
"You're like a dog with a bloody bone, you are."
Regina simply raised her eyebrows and tilted her head in Mulan's direction.
"Fine!"
Zelena shot up and stormed over to where Mulan and Emma were. Emma, seeing the look of determination on Zelena's face, immediately stood up with Robyn. She quickly headed back to where Regina was sitting, allowing Zelena and Mulan a moment of privacy.
"Help me up," Regina said, as soon as Emma was within distance.
Emma put Robyn down for a second, reaching out and helping Regina up, before leaning over and scooping the baby in her arms.
"Thank you. I was getting sore."
The two women looked out at Mulan and at Zelena, who was gesticulating wildly. Mulan was staring at her intensely, her expression cautiously hopeful. Zelena then started crying, and that was enough. Mulan sprang forward and kissed her, Regina turning to Emma with the widest grin.
"What the hell did you say to her?" Emma asked, shocked.
"Just what she needed to hear!" Regina said excitedly, turning to Robyn. "Do you see your mama? Are you so proud of her?"
Regina leaned into Emma, who slid an arm around her lower back and kissed her temple. They watched with twin expressions of happiness as Mulan and Zelena kissed, their arms wrapped around one another.
"This is kinda voyeuristic," Emma stated.
"They're the ones making out in a public park. If they didn't want to be observed, they should have kissed in the privacy of their home."
"You're the one who pushed your sister to do this in public."
"Therefore we're free to watch," Regina reasoned, still not looking away.
Emma snorted, but she too looked back at the women, who were now gazing longingly at one another.
"Let's offer to babysit tonight," Emma said suddenly.
"Do you think… already?"
"Look at them. Your sister is gonna jump her as soon as they're alone."
Regina had to agree. The way that Zelena was currently looking at Mulan, it was rather telling. When the two women finally turned and began walking their way, Regina's grin grew wider. She started laughing, along with Mulan, when Emma cat-called and whooped at them.
"About time, Mulan. Get 'er!"
Mulan bit her bottom lip, saying nothing, though her eyes betrayed just how pleased she truly was.
"So uh, you want us to babysit tonight?" Emma asked, grinning at Zelena.
Zelena looked to Mulan, who smiled softly at her.
"We've no need to do anything more, poppet. I don't want you to feel as though you're being pressured for more. We can take things slowly."
"We've gone slowly enough, I think."
"Atta girl," Emma encouraged. "We can take her now, if you guys wanna go."
Zelena reached over and took Robyn into her arms, kissing her temple.
"We'll go to the house and bring her bag round yours at half four?" Zelena turned to Mulan after Regina nodded. "I'd like to talk first, yeah?"
Mulan nodded in agreement.
"We'll see you," Zelena said, reaching out for Mulan's hand and then engulfing them in a puff of green smoke.
Emma turned to Regina, wide grin on her face.
"Wanna go home and prep the baby's room for Robyn?"
Regina waved her hand and tucked everything neatly back into the basket she'd brought, taking Emma's hand when it was offered to her. They walked slowly back to the car, both women elated that Mulan and Zelena had finally worked things out.
- same ch
"So what do you think they need to talk about?" Emma asked, as she moved a box into a corner of the baby's room. "You don't think she's gonna try talking Mulan out of it, do you?"
"She's worried that she isn't good enough for Mulan. I think she'll probably want to ensure Mulan realises what she's getting herself into. She thinks her past is too dark for someone as sweet as her, that she's not worthy of her."
The way that Regina talked made Emma pause.
"Sounds familiar," she said knowingly.
Regina nodded in acknowledgment.
"I may have made the comparison."
Emma closed the distance between them, taking Regina into her arms.
"You know that I know all about your past, and it doesn't change a thing about how I feel about you, right?"
"Spoken like a true saviour," Regina said lightly.
"I mean it," Emma said seriously.
"I know," she responded softly.
Regina would never understand how Emma could just accept her, accept her past, with all of the atrocities she'd committed, all of the unforgivable acts she'd carried out, but for whatever reason, Emma did. Emma loved her, for one reason or another, and Regina would never take that for granted, even if she didn't really understand.
Emma held Regina for another long moment before pulling back and kissing her affectionately on the forehead, grinning when she saw just how delighted Regina was at the action.
"You're stunning, you know that? I love the hell out of you."
"Perhaps that's why I'm 'good' now," Regina teased. "It's all your fault I've gone soft."
"What?"
"You've loved all the hell out of me, leaving me to be good. Try and keep up, Emma."
"Sorry. You're the brains in this relationship."
"So it appears."
"But I'm the brawn," Emma boasted, holding up her arms and flexing.
"Yes, dear. Now why don't you use that brawn to clean up this room."
Emma chuckled.
"Slave driver."
Emma went back to cleaning the space, while Regina fished through bags for the rainbows and clouds bedding they'd received as a gift for the baby's bed. When she found them, Regina tore open the bag and dropped the linen in a laundry basket. She then reached for a few blankets, face cloths, a towel, and a few of the stuffed toys they'd received. She would certainly need to wash the rest of the items, but that was a task for another day. For now, she wanted just enough for Robyn's sleepover.
The women stayed occupied until, at exactly four thirty, Zelena knocked obnoxiously on the door and pushed it open, loudly announcing her arrival. Henry was the first to make it to the door, happily taking his niece and bouncing her in his arms as he made his way to the living with her. Regina joined next, immediately pulled aside by Zelena and handed a detailed list of Robyn's schedule. While Zelena went through each and every point (down to the minute), Emma stood by Mulan, smiling at her.
"How'd the talk go?"
"It went well," Mulan said happily. "I think she believes now that I was always aware of her past, and that it never changed how I felt about her."
Emma smiled widely.
"I'm so happy for you."
Mulan grinned at her.
"I am as well. Take care of our baby. Call if you need anything, or we can come get her if she doesn't settle."
Emma nodded, squeezing her arm affectionately.
"Well, Ping, shall we be off?" Zelena asked, reaching for her hand.
Mulan reached out as Emma moved over to Regina.
"Don't forget to come up for air once in a while," Emma advised. "Oh, and bring a lot of water. You'll need to replenish the fluids you'll lose."
Zelena tilted her head back and cackled, dragging a blushing Mulan out the door.
"Emma, you're incorrigible," Regina chastised, closing the door.
"You love it."
"Perhaps," Regina replied.
She thrust the diaper bag and the suitcase her sister had brought at Emma before leading the way to the living room.
"Jesus, is Robyn moving in?" Emma grunted, dragging both bags behind Regina.
"Babies need a lot of things."
"Yeah but like, she's only staying one night. Right?"
"Yes, Emma," Regina reassured her, making her way to where her son and niece were playing on the floor. "She's only staying one night."
Henry grinned up at his moms.
"She's so cute."
Robyn cooed at Henry, reaching out to pat his face. He went back to pretending to bite her fingers, Robyn giggling loudly at his antics. Regina looked over at Emma, who was grinning down at their son. He was going to be an amazing older brother.
They stayed in the living room until dinner time, Emma assembling the highchair while Regina folded the load of laundry she'd done earlier. Henry hovered over his niece, playing with her, holding her hands as he guided her while she walked, only handing her over when she needed a diaper change.
"That's all you, mom."
Henry happily took her back when she was freshly changed, playing patty cakes and peek-a-boo until Regina finally announced it was time for dinner. Henry and Regina sat on either side of Robyn, who basked in all of the attention she was given. Emma sat back and observed her son and her girlfriend, her heart filling with warmth at just how happy they were with little Robyn. She couldn't wait until she was watching this same scene with their baby. With Regina just shy of thirty one weeks pregnant, she wouldn't have to wait long. Emma couldn't believe how quickly time was flying by, and she shifted nervously in her seat at the idea that in just nine weeks (give or take), she and Regina would be responsible for another life. The idea was almost overwhelming, but the knowledge that she'd have Regina there with her reassured Emma greatly.
Emma cleared the table when they finished eating, shoo-ing off Regina and Henry, who took baby Robyn and headed upstairs for bath time. She loaded the dishwasher and then wiped down the table and the counters, making her way back to the dining room to wipe down the highchair and the floor where Robyn had eaten (and sent half of her meal flying). By the time she finally made her way upstairs, Robyn was out of the tub and playing on the floor with Henry, donning a unicorn footie pyjamas and a bright grin.
Emma leaned against the doorframe, watching Regina as she moved around the room, quietly going through bags and making piles of clothes, blankets, and toys. Emma wasn't really sure what she was doing, but it didn't matter. She was captivated by the stunning brunette, eyes glued to the way Regina's hair swung around her face while she moved, the way her body swayed as she walked. Regina was beautiful, and Emma was sure she could not be more in love with her.
She watched her closely, chuckling to herself when Regina grunted as her belly got in the way of her attempts to move in between a pile of boxes and the change table.
Regina's eyes snapped up when she heard Emma laugh, narrowing her gaze.
"This," Regina said, indicating her belly, "is all your fault. Come help me open these boxes. I want to see what's inside of them."
"Do we really have to do all of this tonight?"
"We need to wash and sort everything before the baby arrives."
"We still have two months."
"Stop arguing with me and do as I say."
Emma chuckled, exchanging a look with Henry. Regina saw, but chose not to address it given that Emma did as she was told, reaching over and placing a box on the change table.
Regina opened it, removing the Dalmation outfit from the small hanger and adding it to the growing pile of clothing. She then handed the empty hanger to Emma, along with the others, and told her to go place them in the baby's closet.
The women slowly worked through a few more boxes until Robyn began whining and rubbing her eyes, reaching up for Regina.
"I can grab her. You shouldn't be lifting," Emma cautioned, reaching out for Robyn.
"It's fine, Emma."
"No, go sit in the rocker and I'll put her in your lap."
Regina shook her head at Emma's hovering, but she did as she was told, sitting in the rocker and smiling widely when her niece was placed in her arms.
"Why don't you choose a book, Henry?"
"Okay."
"I'll go make her bottle," Emma offered, heading back downstairs and quickly warming Robyn's bottle.
She then made her way back upstairs when it was ready (and not too hot, she was sure to check it several times out of paranoia). Robyn immediately reached out two hands when she spotted the bottle, ultimately holding it with one and reaching up to stroke Regina's earlobe with her free hand. Emma watched from the doorframe, smile on her lips as Regina read to their niece, who was blinking slowly and losing her battle to stay awake. Regina read right to the end of the story, closing the book and shifting the baby in her arms, holding her close as she continued rocking her.
Henry got up and left the room when it was clear Robyn was asleep, making his way to his room for the night. He really did love kids, but they were exhausting.
Emma stayed with Regina, grabbing the pile of laundry Regina had created earlier and dumped it in a hamper (she'd do this load tomorrow, she reasoned). She puttered quietly, until Regina finally made a move to get up. Emma was on her in a second, scooping the baby up and placing her in the crib. Both women watched over her for a moment, smiling down at their niece. They both held their breath when Robyn whined and shifted (but continued to sleep), exhaling in relief when it was clear she wouldn't wake up.
They backed out of the room quietly, grinning at one another.
"Not too shabby, eh Mills?"
Regina rolled her eyes, playfully shoving Emma's side.
"That was all me."
Emma laughed, kissing her cheek.
"Of course it was," she agreed easily. "Can't wait for it to be all you when ours is born."
"In your dreams, Swan."
"You have no idea how sexy you looked tonight. So fucking attractive to see you be all motherly," Emma murmured, kissing Regina's neck as she groped her from behind.
Regina dropped her head onto her forearms, looking down at Emma's hands grabbing her breasts. The sight was unbelievably erotic, and she felt herself grow wetter at the visual. Emma had practically jumped her the second they entered their bedroom, confessing that she was incredibly horny and wanted her badly. The admission had made Regina's knees weak, just as it did any time Emma told her she wanted her.
"Yes? How much did you like it?"
Emma pressed her pelvis to Regina's ass, grinding her hard-on into her backside.
"This much."
Regina groaned, rolling her hips backwards into Emma's hardness. Wetness seeped from her core onto her panties at the feel of just how much Emma wanted her.
"I wanna taste you, baby. I want you to come in my mouth."
Regina moaned loudly, nodding.
"Okay."
Emma guided Regina back to the bed, kissing her as she stripped her of her clothing. She knelt before Regina when she was finally naked, slowly kissing up her thighs, stomach clenching in arousal as she breathed in her lover's scent.
"You always smell so fucking good, baby."
Regina whimpered, legs falling open further as she inched towards the edge of the bed. She wanted Emma to lick her. Gods, the things Emma did with her mouth.
"Oh!" Regina cried out, hips snapping forward at Emma's first lick. "Yes, Emma. Gods, yes. Again!"
Emma did as she was told, bending down further to lick her again, and again, eyes squeezed shut in pleasure as her tongue bathed in Regina's wetness. She licked and lapped at her folds until her mouth was filled with Regina's flavour, her dick hardening the more she tasted her. There was nothing that compared to tasting Regina like this, especially when her lover began uttering those little sounds of pleasure that shot right to her cock.
"Oh, Gods," Regina groaned, rocking forward into Emma's tongue. "Harder."
Emma did as she was told, tongue coming up and swirling around Regina's hardened bundle of nerves. She teased it twice with the tip of her tongue before sucking it into her mouth, moaning when Regina cried out in satisfaction.
"Inside, Emma. Please."
Emma immediately did as she was told, bringing her fingers up to Regina's dripping sex.
"Yes, oh fuck. Yes. I need you."
When Emma slid inside of her, Regina cried out again, hips snapping forward and propelling her towards orgasm. She was shocked by how quickly she was sent over the edge, gripping the mattress as she voiced her pleasure, crying out Emma's name. She could feel the woman's invading digits rubbing against her front wall, stretching her, pleasing her, milking her orgasm, and Regina's body thrumming with just how fucking good Emma felt inside of her.
She then brought her to a second peak, Regina's thighs trembling before they clamped down against Emma's head, trapping her there while Emma licked and sucked her until Regina finally pushed her away, panting, sweat dripping down her back.
Regina fell to the side, panting heavily, watching as Emma stripped out of her clothes. Her pussy clenched in anticipation when Emma's hardness sprung out of her boyshorts, and she licked her lips at the sight.
"Christ, Regina," Emma groaned, the sight of Regina licking her lips enough to make hardened length drip. "You are so fucking sexy."
Regina stared intently, and Emma smirked at her when she realised just where her lover is looking.
"See something you like?"
"Oh, yes."
"What are you thinking?"
"I'm wondering whether I want you to come down my throat or inside my cunt. Do you have a preference?"
Emma, not having expected such a vulgar admission, choked on her breath of air.
"Wh-What?"
"I said-"
"No, I-I heard," Emma stuttered, before Regina could repeat herself. She wasn't sure she'd survive hearing those words a second time.
"So?" Regina asked, licking her lips again.
Emma's eyes were immediately drawn to her mouth, causing Regina to smirk. She hadn't done this as much as she'd have liked, her gag reflex had become a bit of a problem during her pregnancy and Emma was insistent that it was okay, that blowjobs were not a necessity, and that they could do that after the baby was born, if Regina wanted to.
The thing was, Regina wanted to now. Emma never took from her, never asked, but Regina could tell what she wanted. She knew that her gag reflex would be an issue if she tried to suck her lover without taking some preventative measures. Luckily though, she knew a spell that would be particularly useful to them tonight.
"Uh, inside of you, baby. I want to be inside of you."
"No, you don't. You want my mouth," Regina argued knowingly.
She moved up the bed, scooting right to the edge, and looking up at Emma.
"Bring my pregnancy pillow. We'll get me comfortable and then I'm going to swallow you whole, Emma."
"No, I- it's okay, Regina. Your gag reflex-"
"Won't be a problem," Regina insisted, waving her hand in the air. "There. Gone. Now get me my pillow."
When Emma still hesitated, Regina narrowed her eyebrows. Emma felt guilty, Regina already knew. She always felt guilty for wanting it, knowing that Regina had had to use magic in order to make this happen, but Regina was having none of it.
"I want this, Emma. And you said it yourself: never deny a pregnant woman what she wants. We are doing this because I haven't gotten to blow you for far too long, and I am craving you. Now, are you going to do as I asked or are you going stand there staring at my mouth for the rest of the evening?"
Well, when she said it like that… Emma snapped into action, moving over to Regina's side of the bed and dragging the pillow over to where her lover lay. She wrapped it around Regina, helping her shift as she tucked the length of it along her back.
"Okay?"
"Yes, darling. Perfect, thank you."
Regina reached out and wrapped her hand around Emma's hardness, giving it a firm tug and looking up at her lover.
"Fuck, Regina."
"Yes, darling. My throat though," Regina leaned forward, giving a small lick to the tip of Emma, where she was already leaking for her. "Oh, Emma. Gods, I've missed how you taste."
Emma breathed heavily, her stomach clenching in anticipation as Regina kissed and licked the head of her cock.
"You do want this, correct?" Regina asked, a sliver of insecurity creeping up inside of her. Emma hadn't actually agreed, Regina had just assumed based on how Emma was acting. Perhaps she didn't actually-
"Oh, hell yeah. I just felt bad."
Or perhaps not.
Regina grinned up at her.
"You don't feel bad now? Knowing that I want this desperately?" Regina asked, looking up at her as she dragged her tongue along the length of her
"Fuck no. I feel pretty fucking good actually."
Regina laughed, grinning up at her lover. She then leaned forward and slid her length inside of her mouth, never breaking eye contact with Emma.
Emma groaned loudly as she watched herself sink inside of Regina's mouth, the sudden heat and wetness enveloping her hardness making her twitch with pleasure. She watched in rapt fascination as she reached the back of Regina's throat, the woman breathing heavily a few times before sliding the rest of her length down. Emma bit hard on her lower lip to prevent her hips from snapping forward, both the visual and the physical sensation of sliding down Regina's throat causing her cock to throb with need.
When Regina reached the end of her hardness, she leaned forward and pressed her lips forward, as though she were trying to kiss the base of her cock. Emma's eyes rolled at the unbelievably erotic sight, and when Regina pulled back a tiny bit to begin making swallowing motions, Emma groaned out loud. Her hips jerked involuntarily at the feel of Regina's pillowy soft throat closing over her repeatedly, the tight hold of her throat muscles on her aching length causing Emma to moan loudly in appreciation.
Emma reached her hand out and cupped Regina's throat, closing her eyes as waves of pleasure shot from her dick straight to her belly. She could feel her dick through Regina's skin, could feel the way her hardness made her lover's throat bulge, and that knowledge that it was her length inside of her, her cock filling Regina's throat, made Emma whimper with arousal. She gently pulled back and pushed forward, her mouth dropping open as shockwaves of pleasure shot up her spine.
Regina watched from below, breathing through her nose as she observed the unfiltered pleasure on Emma's face. Regina had never allowed a lover this kind of control over her. She'd never allowed herself to be this vulnerable, so vulnerable as to have her ability to breathe properly be at the mercy of her lover. But Emma was different. Even as she experienced unbridled pleasure, closing her eyes and practically losing herself to it, Emma was still cautious, cupping Regina's neck delicately, keeping the movement of her hips slow and gentle, ensuring that she didn't hurt her. Emma's fingers danced over the skin of her neck, and then suddenly she opened her eyes, their gazes meeting. Emma looked at her with such unguarded love and affection that it made Regina want to suck her soul right out of her cock.
So she did.
Regina took a breath and then sucked hard, hallowing her cheeks, slowly pulling backwards, her tongue lashing along her cock inside of her mouth as she held Emma's gaze, giving a long moan as she travelled up her length, showing Emma just how much she enjoyed doing this for her.
"Oh fuck. Oh, fuck, Regina. God, you feel so fucking good."
When she reached the tip of her, where Emma was most sensitive, Regina licked, sucked, and kissed it, swirling her tongue as she fisted just under the head of Emma's dick, worshiping the tip of her cock the way Emma worshiped her cunt. She then sucked hard once again as she travelled down her cock, shivers running down her body as she pulled more and more sounds of delight from her lover.
Emma's eyes rolled in the back of her head, her knees shaking as she battled with her ability to stay standing. Regina licked and sucked her mercilessly, bobbing up and down repeatedly, moaning like she was the one whose cock was being sucked nearly off of her body. The sight was unbelievably erotic, and Emma was soon bucking forward into her mouth, her orgasm building in her lower body.
"Regina. Regina, you gotta stop, baby. I'm going to come."
Regina reached forward and gently cupped Emma's balls, holding them up to the base of her, sucking backwards until she was at the tip of her. She looked up at Emma through her lashes as she gave a few licks, kissing her a few times, waiting for the haze of desire to lift enough for Emma to focus on her words. Once she was satisfied that Emma was now able to focus long enough to listen to her, Regina smiled at her.
"Fuck, Regina. God, baby. You are so fucking sexy."
"You don't want to come in my mouth?" Regina asked. "Don't you want to fill my throat, Emma? For me to swallow you, fill my belly with your come? I thought you wanted me to swallow you, all of you?"
"Christ, Regina. You are going to kill me one day."
Regina laughed, gently rolling Emma's balls in her hand, stroking them with her thumb.
"I would love to taste you, Emma," she said sincerely.
Emma bit her lip. As much as that visual was unbelievably erotic, she also kind of wanted to be inside of Regina, and she wanted her to come again. She'd only come twice, and that was not Emma's personal rule for when they had sex. She liked when Regina came three times, at least. Plus, there was nothing quite like feeling Regina's pussy clamp down on her cock.
"Will you be disappointed if I say I want to be inside of you?"
"As if I could ever be disappointed with having your cock inside of me, Emma." Regina pulled back, shifting to move her leg, opening herself up to her lover. "Take me, Emma."
Emma groaned, crawling on the bed. She pulled Regina back a little so that she wasn't so close to the edge, straddling her thigh and nudging her entrance with her hardness.
"You okay?"
Regina nodded.
"Yes, Emma. Inside now."
Emma pulled back just for a second, teasing her with her fingers, before gently pressing the tip of her cock inside and pausing, watching Regina's face.
"Oh, Gods, Emma. You feel so good. Don't stop."
Emma, feeling safer now to move further in, pushed in slowly. She moved her hand between Regina's legs, pressing up on her thigh to open her more, and snuck her fingers down until she found her clit.
"Oh! Oh, yes. Emma!"
"This okay?" Emma asked, as she stopped moving. "Is the angle okay?"
"So good, darling. Keep going."
Emma did as she was told, pushing further in, keeping the strokes on Regina's clit light, but constant, eyes never straying from her lover's face. She recognised Regina's pinched look of pleasure: the way her eyebrows furrowed, the way her breathing hitched, her mouth just slightly open as she panted through the exquisite feeling of being filled. She watched her carefully for any signs of discomfort, breathing a sigh of relief when she filled her entirely and Regina made no indication of feeling anything but pleasure.
Emma stilled, letting Regina adjust, her hands stroking over the woman's thighs, ass and knees. She knew how Regina liked to be caressed when they were joined like this, so Emma let her hands wander, smiling at the way Regina seemed to just bask in her affection.
"I love the way you touch me, darling."
"I love the way you love that I touch you," Emma teased, smiling down at Regina.
"Are you waiting for an invitation to move inside of me?"
"I am. Would you mind giving me one?"
Instead of responding, Regina tilted her hip up so that Emma would slide the smallest bit out of her and then she snapped it back, impaling herself on her lover's cock. She grinned when Emma startled, her hands flying to Regina's thighs.
"Jesus Christ, Regina."
"You asked."
Emma laughed, shaking her head.
"You're such a brat."
"Punish me, Emma," Regina growled, jerking her hips back again.
"Fuck yes."
Emma reached down and found Regina's clit at the same time as she pulled back and bucked her hips forward, filling her roughly. Regina cried out in pleasure, gripping pillow and nodding, panting heavily.
"More, Emma. Harder, just like that."
Emma repeated the action, fingers circling Regina's clit, her free hand holding Regina in place. She rocked her hips back and then snapped them forward, and then again, her arousal growing as she watched Regina's face contort with pleasure.
"Gods, Emma. Fuck me. Don't stop. Please. I want to come."
Emma groaned but obliged, fingertips digging into Regina's hip as she held onto her. She resumed her earlier sharp thrusts, circling Regina's clit as she watched her lover closely. It was hard to concentrate, Regina felt incredible on her dick, all tight and wet and warm. All she wanted to do was close her eyes and fuck her into the mattress, but she wanted Regina to come first.
"Come on, sweet girl. Squeeze my cock. Wanna feel you get tight for me, want you to come all over me. You gonna get me nice and wet when you come, baby?"
Regina moaned into the pillow, stomach clenching as Emma spoke to her. The sound of her voice always increased her libido, and Regina could feel herself get even more wet as Emma spoke to her. Soon, the sound of their lovemaking became audible, the squelshing sound of Emma's cock sliding into her pussy reverberating around the room.
"Fuck, Regina. You're getting so wet. Do you like it when I talk to you, baby?"
Regina nodded eagerly, her eyes squeezed shut as she neared the edge. She was so close.
"Love hearing the sound your pussy makes when I fuck you. Love watching you as you get close, just like now. The way you bite your lip, the way your thighs start to shake. You're so close, aren't you, sweetheart?"
Regina nodded again.
"It's gonna be so good when you come, sweetheart. Come on, you can do it. I want you to come for me Regina," Emma encouraged, fingers circling at the swollen bud between Regina's legs. She could hear her breathy pants increase, Regina biting hard on her lower lip, her eyes closing as her face contorted in delight. Emma watched, transfixed, as Regina lay there, enjoying the pleasure she was giving her. "Fuck, honey. You're so sexy. Look at you. You look so good."
Regina moaned, unable to respond.
"Come on, sweet girl. I want you to scream for me. That's it. Can you feel it? You're so close. God, look at you. That's it," Emma began giving the harsh, deep thrusts that Regina liked, her stomach clenching at the whine that spilled from her lips. "Come for me, Regina. Now."
Regina felt her entire body respond, and she clenched the pillow tight as she jerked her head back and screamed. Her hips reacted violently, bucking and trashing, almost trying to get away from Emma, who held her tightly, refusing to let go.
"Emma," Regina mewled, clawing at her body pillow, "Emma, come. I want to feel you fill me. Please. It'll make me come again."
Emma groaned, squeezing her eyes shut as she chased her pleasure. It took only three more strokes before she was crying out, her entire body frozen as she released wave after wave of come into her lover. She felt Regina's walls milk her as she, too, came again. The knowledge that Regina had orgasmed with her made Emma moan with arousal, spurting another small bit of come deep within her lover.
"Fuck," she panted, finally slipping from her wet warmth once she had softened, chuckling when Regina gave a moan of disapproval.
"I love when you're inside of me."
"Me too," Emma nodded, snuggling forward and kissing her cheek.
"Kiss me."
Emma obliged, leaning further over and kissing Regina deeply. When they pulled apart, Emma searched her eyes, smiling softly at the love she could see reflected there.
"Hi, beautiful. I love you so much, you know that?"
Regina nodded.
"I do. I love you more than words can express, Emma."
Emma's heart melted. She leaned forward and kissed her again before snuggling up behind her.
"You make me so happy," Regina said, sighing softly. "I love you."
"I love you too, baby."