A/N: Massive apology. I accidentally uploaded Ch41 in the ch40 slot. This is the actual chapter 40. TYSM to KKSilva for pointing this out to me!
Regina's just shy of 31 weeks in this chapter.
Regina awoke the following morning and stretched, murmuring a "good morning", frowning when she received no response. She pushed herself up, turning, heart plummeting at sight of Emma's side of the bed completely empty. Regina blinked back her tears, knowing it was ridiculous to start crying because she was disappointed that she was alone. But after last night, she really wanted to cuddle with Emma this morning, and now she wasn't here.
Regina sighed. She paused, straining to hear for Robyn, but when she heard nothing, she assumed Emma must be with the baby.
Regina dragged herself from bed, slowly padding to the bathroom. She paused at its threshold, a small smile forming on her lips. She could smell eggs and breakfast sausage now that she was up and out of bed. Obviously, Emma had gotten up for more than one reason. Her mood instantly lifted. Perhaps Robyn and breakfast, then, if she couldn't have cuddles this morning.
Regina quickly peed and washed her hands before making her way back to the bedroom. She debated going downstairs, but she had a feeling that Emma wanted to surprise her, which would explain why she'd snuck out of bed without announcing her departure. So, Regina curled back up around her body pillow, drifting in and out of sleep until she heard the bedroom door open, fighting the soft smile that formed on her lips.
Regina feigned sleep, her heart soaring when she realised Henry and Robyn were with Emma (she could hear the baby's coo-ing), the three sneaking in and making their way to her side of the bed. Regina felt the bed dip, a gentle hand stroking at her cheek.
"Regina, baby, wake up. We brought you breakfast."
Regina fluttered her eyes open, smiling softly at Emma, Henry, and Robyn.
"Hello."
"Good morning, baby. How'd you sleep?"
"Very well, thank you. What's this?" Regina asked, reaching her hand out so that Emma could help her sit up.
"We brought you breakfast in bed," Henry beamed. "I made the French toast!"
Regina smiled brightly at him, shifting until she was comfortably seated.
"It looks wonderful. Thank you both."
Henry handed her the tray he'd been holding, crawling onto the bed, just as he had when he was a little boy. Regina's eyes welled up with tears again, watching her once tiny little boy settle in front of her. He was so big now, practically a man, and it made her heart ache (especially when he reached out and took Robyn into his arms, kissing her cheeks and making her giggle up at him).
Henry, of course, noticed his mother's stricken expression.
"Mom! What's wrong?"
Regina shook her head.
"Nothing, darling. You're just so grown up."
"Whoa! Not that grown up," Henry immediately protested. "I still definitely can't do my own laundry or make my lunches or book my doctor's appointments. I'm just a really tall little kid. Really little. I'm still practically a baby. I can't do any of that stuff. Robyn and I are like, totally on par when it comes to those things. Please don't stop baby-ing me. I don't like calling to make appointments."
Regina chuckled.
"Thank you, mijo."
She appreciated the way he always knew how to make her laugh, just like his other mother, who was watching her with concern.
"I'm fine, Emma. Come sit."
"Want me to sit behind you so you can lean on me?"
Regina sighed with relief at the thought of Emma bearing some of the weight of the baby.
"Please."
She was comfortable, but it felt so much better when she could lean on Emma, allowing her to take some of the weight off of her back. Regina shifted forward, exhaling happily when Emma slipped in behind her and tugged her close.
Regina looked down at the platter before her, heaping with eggs, French toast, breakfast sausage, fruit, and a couple of slices of avocado toast. She immediately reached for that, groaning with delight when she took a bite.
"Told you she'd go for the toast first!" Henry boasted, reaching for a piece of French toast, ripping a strip, and handing it to Robyn.
Henry grinned when the baby instantly shoved it in her mouth, gnawing on the bread. He then grabbed the receiving blanket from his shoulder and placed it on Robyn's lap, carefully tucking it under where she'd already begun drooling. This was probably going to get messy, but having two mothers with magic had its perks.
"Yeah, yeah. You're a genius."
Emma kissed Regina's cheek, grabbing a fork and spearing a breakfast sausage. They ate together, chatting, teasing one another, until Robyn fussed, done eating and tired of sitting in one place.
"I'll change her and we can play downstairs so you guys can have a leisurely breakfast." Henry paused as he shifted off the bed. "Only breakfast."
Emma snorted.
"Get out of here."
Henry grinned, leaning forward to kiss his mom on the cheek.
"Thank you, darling, for breakfast. It was a very thoughtful gesture."
"It was ma's idea."
"You were an incredible help, I've no doubt. Thank you for the French toast and for taking care of Robyn. We won't be long."
"Take your time. This is just practice for when my own sister comes along. Right, Robyn? You're gonna have a cousin almost your age to play with really soon!"
Robyn gurgled happily as they left the room.
"He's going to be a wonderful big brother," Regina mused, hand resting on her belly.
"Yeah. He was so good with her this morning. He's the one who got up with her. I woke up early and went to check on her, but her crib was empty. Gave me a fucking heart attack until I found them downstairs playing on the floor."
Regina chuckled, munching on a strawberry.
"I worry though. What if we have a boy?" Regina said softly, rubbing her belly. "He's mentioned repeatedly about wanting a little sister."
"He'll be happy either way. He's just saying he wants a sister because of how energetic Boo is. But he's gonna find out girls can be just as bad. Besides, if it's a boy, Henry'll be happy once the kid is old enough to conspire with to play pranks on us."
"Gods," Regina groaned. "Two boys."
Emma chuckled into her shoulder.
"You want a girl?"
"I meant what I said. I truly don't care."
"Yeah."
"Do you have a preference?"
"Henry acts so much like you, it's kinda like having a mini-you around all the time. Might be fun to have a little girl who looks like you but acts like me. But then again, I don't know if I could handle a girl. I've always done better with little boys. Little girls are intimidating, but… it might be fun to have a kid who is a little like me."
Regina groaned.
"Your son is exactly like you more often than not, Emma Swan. Do not curse me with a second child to be just like you."
Emma chuckled.
"Would that be so bad?"
Regina knew Emma was teasing. She knew Emma knew how much she adored her, but given recent events, and given the things Emma had gone through as a child, never being enough, never feeling loved, Regina opted for a serious answer.
She squeezed Emma's hand, shaking her head.
"No. I would love it if this baby turned out to be just like you. Besides our son, and this little miracle, you are the one person in this entire world whom I adore more than anything. It would be a blessing to have another who is exactly like you, Emma."
Emma's heart constricted. No matter how much time passed, no matter how many times Regina said it, Emma would never tire of hearing how Regina loved her.
"Thank you," Emma whispered, stretching so that she could kiss Regina softly on the lips.
"I mean it, darling. I hope this child shares your same loving heart, your protective instincts, your forgiving character. I hope he or she inherits your bravery and your charm and your desire to help others. I hope this child is good, just like its mother."
"Mothers," Emma corrected, moving the tray that they'd stopped picking from and helping Regina shift so that they could face one another. "I'm not the only one who is good, Regina."
"But in the past-"
"Is in the past, Regina. I wasn't always like this either. I stole, I lied, I hurt people. I was selfish and impulsive and I wasn't always a nice person."
"But did you murder anyone, Emma?"
"I wasn't raised by a sadist psychopath who murdered the person I loved right in front of my own eyes. I wasn't then sold into slavery, as a child, by my so-called mother, where I had my body violated regularly, ruthlessly, and mercilessly, with no way out and without the option to say no. I wasn't tormented day after day, night after night, the way that you were. Again, as a child, Regina, with no ability to cope. With no explanation, with no guidance or help or anyone to talk to. And that's only touching the very tip of the iceberg of the shit you went through and survived. I know that's not the half it. So no, maybe I never murdered anyone, but maybe I would have if I had had to hold in decades of rape and abuse and suppress every single feeling and emotion the way you had to.
"No one did anything while you went through all of that shit, even though they all fucking knew, and the one person who offered you an out groomed you to turn into what you did. You were a pawn, Regina, yet again. You didn't turn out that way alone. It was a perfect storm of people and events and it was all laid out before you were even born. You never stood a chance."
Regina stared at her in awe before she surged forward, pressing her lips hard to Emma's. No one ever defended her in this manner. No one ever took her side, or tried to understand what she'd gone through. She was always painted as the problem, the enemy, the Evil Queen. She was always at fault, always to blame, and perhaps it was warranted after everything she'd done, but still, it was nice for at least one person to see her differently, to see her side of things.
Regina was certain she'd never be able to forgive herself, she'd certainly never forget, and she didn't blame anyone who didn't or couldn't either. But it felt good, it was so nice, to finally have someone defend her, to be on her side, to love her despite everything she'd done. Maybe she didn't deserve it. Maybe it wasn't fair that she got to be happy after everything she'd done, but Regina was grateful. And as she felt Emma's warm body press against her, felt her soft touches up and down her sides, felt her smooth lips slide against her own, Regina wanted.
So she kissed Emma fiercely, roughly, softly, lovingly. She pressed her lower body into Emma's, wanting to get closer, wanting to connect further with her. She reached between their bodies and cupped Emma, stroking her to hardness.
"Regina, sweetheart. Hey. Slow down."
Regina shook her head. She pulled back, looking into Emma's concerned eyes.
"I want to make love to you, Emma. You see me, in a way no one has. Please. I want to."
"Are you sure?"
Regina nodded.
Emma glanced at the door, licking her lips.
"We don't have much time. I like-"
"Taking your time with me, I know, darling. But it doesn't always have to be that way. I know you like to pleasure me. I understand why. And you still will, this time. We can be quick, and I'll still feel pleasure. We'll take our time next time. For today, I just want you inside of me. Please. I need you inside of me, Emma."
Emma nodded.
"Okay."
Of course she wanted to, but she knew how this act had been used as a weapon against Regina, as something to hurt her, to control her, to break her. Emma always took great interest in her lovers' pleasure, but even more so with Regina, because of what she'd survived. It was why Emma had vowed to always make Regina come first. To make her come repeatedly, and for their love-making to always be about connecting, about expressing how she felt for her girlfriend, even when Regina asked for it to be less than gentle.
"I'm asking for it to be this way, Emma."
"Alright, well. You know I can't ever deny you."
"You cannot," Regina agreed, grinning.
"How do you want…?"
"Me on top. I want to see you. I'll need your help, however."
"You need my guns, baby?" Emma grinned, lifting her arms and flexing her biceps.
Regina rolled her eyes, shifting to slip off her pyjamas.
"Get your cock out. I want to come."
Emma groaned, said appendage jumping at the words.
"Fuck, I am never gonna get sick of hearing you say that."
Emma shoved off her pyjama bottoms before ripping off her shirt. She set a silencing spell on the room, locking the door at the same time with a wave of her hand.
Regina hovered above Emma, her pussy growing wet at the sight of her naked lover. Gods, she loved Emma's body. She leaned forward and kissed her, moaning when Emma reached between her legs and began teasing her folds.
"Emma," Regina protested. "Inside."
"Okay, baby."
Emma slid her tongue inside of Regina's mouth, her fingers stroking her clit before sliding down to her entrance. She paused, frowning. Regina was wet, yes, but not nearly as much as Emma would have liked, not enough for her to feel comfortable penetrating her, so she moved her fingers back up. She teased Regina's clit for a moment, kissing her softly, stroking their tongues together, encouraging Regina's arousal. She then moved her hand lower, and when she felt more wetness, Emma coated her fingers, sliding one gently inside, waiting for her lover to adjust before sliding in a second. She wanted Regina to come before things moved further.
Emma pulled back for a second, her eyes bright.
"What?"
Regina knew that look.
"Where's the box Zelena got us?"
"We do not have time to set up the swing." Though Regina said this a little reluctantly.
"Oh, believe me. It's at the top of my list. But I meant, she got us a vibrator. I wanna use it."
Regina's stomach clenched, excitement fluttering in her belly.
"It's in the closet."
Regina waved her hand, the vibrator landing on the bed next to Emma. She'd never seen this particular model before, a Magic Wand, but truthfully, Regina didn't have much experience with any vibrators. None of her previous lovers had any desire to use them (too busy using her, her brain supplied unhelpfully), but Emma had once said she was looking forward to using toys with her. Regina had been eager at the idea, and she had to admit, she was very interested in trying this with Emma now.
"This is a good one. She's got good taste."
"Please stop talking of my sister's taste while we're naked in bed together."
Emma snorted, leaning forward and kissing Regina in apology. She reached for the vibrator as she slipped her tongue in Regina's mouth, waving her hand and magically sanitizing it before bringing it to her lover's folds and flicking the switch when it pressed against her.
"Oh!" Regina cried out, eyes bulging, hips bucking of their own volition against the delicious pleasure caused by the toy.
Wow.
"Good?" Emma asked, a little concerned as she pulled the toy away. "Or too much?"
Regina shook her head, her hips leaning forward, searching for contact again.
"Good. So good."
"Okay," Emma replied, relieved, biting her bottom lip as she grinned.
She brought the vibrator forward again, eyes glued to the way Regina's face contorted with pleasure. She experimented with the wand, pressing it harder, then moving it slightly away, rubbing it in circles, sliding it up and down Regina's pussy, noting each and every one of her lover's reactions.
"Oh, Gods, Emma, I'm going to-"
Regina tilted her head back and cried out, her hands scrambling out for purchase on Emma's shoulders as she was suddenly brought to her peak. One second, she'd had her eyes half closed, looking at Emma, thoroughly enjoying the way her girlfriend was pressing the vibrator against her clit. The next, Emma had shifted the toy to a spot that instantly threw Regina over the edge, completely unexpectedly.
Regina gripped Emma's shoulders tightly as her hips bucked hard into the delicious vibrations, another scream ripped from her throat as Emma pressed harder against her clit. The vibrations reverberated through her entire cunt, setting it ablaze with pleasure.
"That's it, baby. God, you're so fucking beautiful when you come."
Emma watched Regina carefully, dick straining hard at the unbelievably erotic image that was Regina orgasming in her lap. She couldn't tear her eyes away, barely blinking, not wanting to miss a second of the way Regina was so obviously enjoying herself. Her eyebrows were scrunched together, eyes squeezed shut, her mouth pouted open as she panted, lips ruby red, moaning as she rocked against the toy. And when she screamed again, Emma's whole body reacted. Fuck, Regina was so, unbelievably sexy. And when she began to whine in discomfort and pull away, Emma instantly turned off and removed the toy, arms coming up to pull her lover close.
Regina panted against Emma's throat, groaning in satisfaction.
"I really like that toy."
Emma chuckled into her hair.
"I do too."
"I came much more quickly than I intended. It surprised me."
"I saw that. Sexy as hell though."
Regina took a moment to catch her breath before she shifted, coming up on her knees.
"I want you inside of me, Emma. Look at how hard you are, my love. It's your turn. I want you to come inside of me now."
Emma opened her mouth, and Regina immediately covered it with her own, kissing her firmly. She knew exactly what Emma was going to say, that she should come a few more times, but Regina was having none of it. She wanted Emma, and she wanted her now.
Emma squeaked when Regina reached between them and grabbed her cock, sliding it along her soaked folds and hovering it at her entrance. Regina kissed her more intently when Emma tried to pull away, shaking her head and plunging her tongue in her mouth.
Emma groaned at the feeling of Regina pushing her tongue insistently in her mouth, her wet heat rubbing against where Emma was achingly hard. She finally stopped protesting, one hand gripping Regina's hip, the other sliding between their bodies to rub at her clit. Emma really did want this, she just always worried that Regina was pushing herself.
Regina moaned into their kiss as soon as Emma's thumb found her swollen clit, instantly shifting her cock down to her entrance. She gently lowered herself down, pulling back from Emma's mouth, just enough to look her in the eyes.
"I love watching you as I do this, darling," Regina confessed, carefully easing Emma into her tight heat. "You always look like you're in awe. And the pleasure on your face is incredibly arousing."
Emma groaned again, unable to respond, eyes bouncing between Regina's face and where their bodies were joined. She wished she could watch both at once. She bit hard on her lower lip as Regina slowly sunk down, her thumb never stopping its attention, ensuring Regina felt nothing but pleasure as she was filled.
"Gods, you feel good inside of me," Regina panted, eyes rolling when Emma was finally seated entirely in her cunt.
"You're beautiful. I am so fucking lucky," Emma finally responded, leaning forward to kiss Regina's swollen lips. "I can't believe I get to fuck you. I can't believe I get to see you naked."
Regina chuckled against Emma's mouth, grinning when she heard the woman moan.
"Love the way you grip me inside of you when you laugh."
"Is that why you endeavour to make me laugh so much?"
"Nah. You're just so fucking pretty when you laugh," Emma said sincerely, reaching out and stroking Regina's cheek. "I love your laugh so much."
Regina's heart melted, tilting her head and kissing Emma again. Her stomach fluttered when gentle hands began stroking up and down her back, over her shoulders, stopping to gently massage her breasts before finally settling on her belly. Emma's affection for her so obvious in the way she touched her.
"Think you can handle another round with the wand?"
Regina's stomach clenched in anticipation.
"Yes," she said softly. "But I'm afraid my belly will be in the way."
"Nonsense," Emma replied, reaching for the toy again. "We have magic for that. I'll make it work."
Emma shifted back so that she was a little reclined, giving more space between their bodies. She slotted the toy between them, pressing it against Regina's clit. She then used her magic to help Regina, taking some of the weight off of her lower body.
"Ready?"
Regina nodded in excitement, hands coming out to grip the headboard as she lifted her hips to test what Emma had changed. She was significantly lighter, her eyes darkening at the thought that she'd soon be fucking Emma's cock until she came inside of her. She had missed this position.
Emma turned on the wand, reveling in the gasp and then the moan that tumbled from Regina's lips. Her toes curled as the woman instantly began riding her dick, moaning loudly. Emma opened her mouth, using her magic to create the sensation that she was sucking on Regina's nipples, the woman crying out at the added pleasure.
"Oh, Gods, Emma. I won't last."
"Good. That's the point," Emma grunted, making a sucking motion with her lips again, pressing the toy harder into her clit.
Regina began panting heavily, trying hard to prolong her climb, wanting to share this with Emma longer. However, her body had other ideas, and seconds later she came again, Emma groaning as Regina's pussy clamped down on her hardness. Emma bucked up, fucking Regina as she came, teeth biting down lightly so Regina would feel the pinch in her nipples. Satisfaction filled Emma when Regina screamed, her body convulsing with the force of the orgasm ripping through her body, the attention to her nipples, her clit, as well as her cunt sending a tsunami of pleasure coursing through her.
Regina, still riding the waves of ecstasy, opened her eyes, looked down, and instantly made eye contact with Emma.
"Come," she demanded, the bucking of her hips turning rough, Regina practically impaling herself on her lover's dick. She wanted to feel Emma fill her, wanted to feel the heat of her seed deep inside. "Come, Emma. Fill me."
Emma's body reacted immediately. Emma came hard, her back bowing, a cry ripped from her throat as she shot deep within Regina, fingers squeezing her hips as she bucked up into her heat. Regina's pussy spasmsed, gripping her length, milking every last drop of her come.
Regina watched Emma as she orgasmed, her hips rocking continuously against the toy, her belly dropping hard at the unbelievably sexy image of Emma coming inside of her. She loved feeling Emma come in her, and when her girlfriend was finally spent, Regina's body gave out. She gently rolled off of her and onto her side.
Emma flicked the toy off, waving her hand to rid the room of the magic she'd instilled earlier. Both women were still panting, looking at one another with smiles on their faces, only to start giggling a few seconds later.
"Gods, you are an incredible lover, Emma."
Emma grinned.
"Glad you think so, baby."
Regina groaned a minute later, forcing herself up and out of bed.
"We need to go join the children."
This had, by far, been the quickest intimate encounter she'd had with Emma (but no less gratifying). However, they definitely needed to get dressed now and find Henry and Robyn.
Emma nodded, reluctantly rolling over and fumbling for her pyjamas. Regina went to the bathroom and was just in the middle of pulling on her dress when the door flew open, Zelena's mouth forming into a wide grin.
"I knew it, you slut!"
"Zelena, we shouldn't-"
"Zelena! Get out!"
Mulan's tone was reprimanding, Regina's a harsh order, but Zelena continued forward as though neither had spoken.
"The children are downstairs, unattended, and you two are up here shagging."
Emma cheeks burned, so she turned away, eyes darting to Regina, who looked almost murderous.
"Get out of my bedroom, Zelena! Now!"
Mulan was attempting to pull Zelena away, but the woman would not cooperate.
"You know, my darling nephew told me he'd left you but half an hour ago to eat breakfast. I'm quite positive this is not what he had in mind," Zelena tsk'd. "A mere half hour and you've already finished? Regina, you poor girl. No wonder you're always in such a foul mood." Zelena's eyes then drifted to the bed. "Oh! Is that my present?! What did you think?"
Regina gritted her teeth.
"I'm so sorry," Mulan apologised, all but yanking Zelena out of the room.
"Don't apologise for my obnoxious sister. I should be apologising to you because you're the one who has to put up with her."
Mulan smiled gently.
"She is a handful."
"You delighted in your hands being full last night," Zelena sassed, then her face instantly sobered as she realised what she said.
Zelena spun on a dime, throwing her hand up and blocking Emma and Regina from hearing them.
"I'm sorry, love. I didn't mean to say that. Are you alright? Are you cross? I'm so sorry."
She had promised to keep this to herself, to respect Mulan's privacy. She had assured her that she'd be careful, that she understood that Mulan was a private person and didn't like sharing her personal life with the world. Zelena was brash; she was impulsive, but she was also respectful, hard as that may be for some to believe. So her stomach instantly filled with guilt as soon as the words slipped past her lips. In not even 24 hours, she'd already buggered it up.
"It's okay," Mulan replied, taking a step forward and stroking her cheek, heart clenching when she saw the tears in Zelena's eyes. "They already know."
"Nothing had been confirmed until I opened my big mouth. I'm sorry, poppet." Zelena's stomach clenched with worry. "I try not to be impulsive, yet I never succeed. You're completely in control of yourself. You'll surely tire of me. Are you certain it wouldn't be better if-"
Making an executive decision, Mulan yanked Zelena to her, crushing their mouths together. Zelena responded immediately, kissing her just as passionately.
Mulan had wanted to keep their change in relationship quiet, not one to discuss her personal life with anyone else. She wasn't ashamed, not by any means, but she was fiercely private. And while she knew that people already suspected that she and Zelena were a couple, those were simply rumours, and there was nothing Mulan could do about them. She had wanted to keep their change in relationship between the two of them, at least for a little while, wanting to enjoy this new development with Zelena alone before sharing it with the world.
They had had a long discussion about it, and Mulan believed her when Zelena stated that she was happy to take things slowly, that she understood Mulan's desire for discretion, and that she was on board to keep things quiet. Mulan also knew, however, that Zelena often spoke without thinking, acting on emotions rather than thought. It was one of the things that had attracted Mulan to the other woman, how passionate and enthusiastic she was. Zelena encouraged Mulan to open up, to become animated about the things that she liked, in a way that no one had before her. She was so open and wild and free and vocal, in a way that Mulan simply wasn't. So, while she'd have preferred to keep this news to themselves, at least for a little, Mulan also knew it wasn't in Zelena's character to keep things to herself. She had known that this was going to happen eventually. She had, admittedly, thought that Zelena would manage to keep things to herself for a little while, but Mulan wasn't actually upset. Not at all, especially given that Zelena seemed so upset with herself.
Mulan mentally pulled herself back to the present. Zelena was upset; she needed to be comforted, needed to be reassured, so she held her close, held her tight, and kissed her with everything she had. By the time they finally pulled apart, both women were panting heavily, staring at one another.
"You worry too much. I love your passion, Zelena. I love how outspoken you are."
"What if you grow tired of it? It's one thing when it's directed towards my sister. But what if you-"
"I won't, Zelena. I need to be with someone like you because someone has to tell the waitress I ordered shredded and not cubed potatoes and it is definitely not going to be me."
Zelena laughed loudly, unguarded happiness shining in her eyes.
"I love you, beautiful. Just as you are. I don't want you to change."
Zelena's heart constricted. She leaned forward and crushed their lips together again, nodding.
"Alright. I am sorry, though."
"I know. I forgive you."
"You're entirely too good to me," Zelena said softly, kissing Mulan's cheek.
She then waved her hand and removed the spell she'd used to give them some privacy, looking around in confusion when she found the room empty.
"I suppose they've gone downstairs."
The women made their way down the steps, finding the other adults, as well as Henry and Robyn, standing in the kitchen.
"Well, well, well. Nice of you to finally join us," Emma teased, pausing the dishes she'd been washing in order to greet their guests.
Mulan made her way over to Emma, while Regina approached her sister, looking at her carefully.
"Everything okay?"
Zelena had sent a spell to block them from hearing what they were saying, but Regina could see just how scared and worried her sister had been. Zelena never looked that serious, and it had concerned her. She was used to a brash and impulsive sister, a sister who barged into her home or her room unabashedly and without regret. Just as she had moments earlier. Zelena might irritate her (at times), but seeing the genuine fear on her sister's face worried Regina.
"Fine. You're lucky my nephew is so responsible, unlike his mothers," Zelena snarked, looking from one woman to the other.
Emma turned back to the dishes, blush staining her cheeks.
"I'm feeling like this is a conversation I really don't wanna be present for," Henry said, looking around at the adults in the room. "Robyn and I are gonna go watch a movie."
Zelena kissed her nephew's cheek.
"You'll be a wonderful big brother."
Henry beamed at his aunt before carrying Robyn out of the room and leaving the adults to talk.
"So. You're pleased with my gift?"
"So. You had a good night last night?" Regina countered.
Zelena lifted her nose in the air.
"I've no idea what you're implying."
Regina rolled her eyes, looking over at Mulan.
"Out of respect for your privacy, I'll drop it."
Mulan gave a soft smile.
"I'm… It's alright. You know now."
Regina grinned widely.
"But we're taking things slowly," Zelena warned. "So hush your gobs."
Regina rolled her eyes, looking over at Emma, who was squeezing Mulan's arm affectionately. She felt a swirl of tenderness flood her body at the way Emma was smiling at her friend. They had been waiting for this moment, both unbelievably happy for the woman who had been so patiently waiting for Zelena.
"Bout time you got your head out of your ass," Emma sassed, looking over at Zelena. "She's one of the good ones."
"You're one to talk, Saviour. The way you lusted over my sister was nauseating."
"Zelena," Regina warned.
"What? You were just as guilty, dear sister. And now look what you've done," Zelena pointed to Regina's belly.
"I did do that," Emma said, grinning proudly.
Regina rolled her eyes.
"I'm happy for you both," she finally replied, looking at both Mulan and Zelena. "You deserve to be happy."
Mulan smiled softly to her.
"Thank you," Mulan replied, looking over at Zelena. "We're really happy too."
Zelena instantly bounded over, wrapping her arms around her lover and kissing her temple.
"Definitely happy. Don't think this changes things though. I'll never eat your dodgy noodles."
Mulan rolled her eyes, chuckling softly. She really did like Zelena, even if she refused to eat her 'dodgy noodles'.