Once both dinner and dessert were finished, with all the dishes done and put away, Emma and Henry set up shop on the couch, each with a controller in their hand. Henry had his midnight blue and Emma held the white one as they started up Diablo. "Who is EvilRegal? Is that who the red controller belongs to?" She asked after she saw the two accounts registered to the system, Henry's and the one that read EvilRegal. He grinned and nodded his head as the simple answer, picking his character before letting Emma set her demon hunter up.
Regina had left them after dinner to take a shower and change into something more comfortable, flashes of lace coming to Emma's mind, but she was shocked when the Mayor joined them again. Silk seemed to be one of her favorite materials as she was dressed in a dark purple pair of pajamas, a button up shirt and matching pants as she walked in front of the television for a moment only to pluck the red controller off the charging dock and sit next to Emma. Her shock only grew when the screen announced that EvilRegal had joined and a female wizard character with the same level as Henry was now in their party.
"Wait wait WAIT, you can use one of these confusing controllers? Since when have you started gaming, Regina?" There was a smirk on still painted red lips and she didn't answer, waiting for Emma to finish up her character build before the three of them were launched into New Tristram. "Is your mom who you meant when you said we'd have a third person joining us?" There was silence in response and she groaned, "Are either of you going to answer or do you just enjoy torturing me?" Regina's smirk grew as she followed her son's character, a barbarian, towards the quest on the screen.
Henry chuckled and led them on "Mom started playing pretty much the moment I got Diablo, it's the main reason we brought my system down here. She saw the wizard character and was instantly interested," He lowered his voice as he leaned over, whispering to Emma "I'm pretty sure she wants to impress you because she's gotten really good." He focused back on the television and Emma turned to see Regina had the same look of concentration on her face, she looked adorable with the hint of a pink tongue barely visible as she started fighting a horde of monsters.
"Do you intend on helping us, Miss Swan or are we just going to carry you through this game?" She asked without breaking eye contact with the screen, Emma's demon hunter standing idly by as the blonde was caught up with the new sight of gamer Regina. Emma shook her head and started to launch arrows from her crossbow, not wanting to be dead weight on the team. The three of them were making steady work of the quests, going through one and onto another with Emma's character rapidly leveling up. She had just gotten to thirteen when Henry paused the game to inform them that he needed to take a bath.
Regina hit the middle button on her controller and saw it was later then she realized. "After your bath you'll need to get into bed. We can play more tomorrow after you've finished any homework you have, my little prince. Let us know when you're ready for us to come up and say good night." She turned off the system and relaxed into the couch. Henry nodded and hugged his mother, giving her a kiss on the cheek before turning to hug Emma as well. "Thanks for gaming with us, Swansky." She was about to respond when Henry kissed her cheek just as he had for his mother, making the words vanish before she could even speak. He left them and she looked over to Regina with a stunned expression.
The Mayor however had a big smile on her face "I think he loves you, Swan. You might just be his favorite person." She had never seen her son so affectionate towards anyone other then herself before now and she had to admit it made her heart swell. If Henry was happy, she was happy. Regina moved to lay back against the pillows and rest her legs over Emma's lap, the blonde dropping her hands onto silk clad limbs and beaming.
"Second favorite. His first favorite likes to go by EvilRegal and is the sexiest woman to ever hold a controller," She rubbed one shin as she spoke "I'm really impressed by you, Madam Mayor. You've gone from controllers are too confusing to being a gaming prodigy. Henry shared with me that I might be the reason you started gaming- is that true?" Emma squeezed her leg and Regina squirmed a little but didn't pull away from the contact. She had started to play games with her son a few weeks back, when he had asked to get Diablo based on Emma's recommendation, and she had told him it was to make sure the game was appropriate but Henry saw through the ruse and started to teach her more and more about the unfamiliar territory. By the third time they booted up Diablo she was out of training and an equal member of the party.
Regina smiled and nodded "Perhaps you were the inspiration but since I started playing Henry has told me a lot about the gaming world and he claims you have a knack for it, enough skill to be a professional e-athlete as he sees it. You are on a high pedestal in my son's eyes. And, for your information, I would be the second sexiest," She nudged Emma with her foot "There's a blonde I know currently in the lead for first." Her smile morphed into a smirk and Emma shook her head in disbelief that Regina could think that about her was insanity.
She turned towards the raven-haired woman and frowned at their positions keeping them apart, shapely legs on her lap preventing her from her current desire. "Regina, will you sit up a minute?" The legs lifted off her and Emma moved forward to cup her cheek. "I've wanted to kiss you since the moment you picked up that controller." She breathed and then did just that, loving how Regina threaded her fingers almost immediately into her hair while their lips moved against one another. The nails scratching against her scalp made her shiver and unconsciously pull Regina closer, her hand sliding down an elegant neck and she deepened the kiss.
Regina pressed forward and swiped her tongue along her bottom lip, her eyebrows shooting up with shock when there was a responding tongue that met with hers. Her first instinct was to pull away from the passionate kiss, run before it consumed her, but when she felt the hand on her side give a squeeze and a thumb brush over her throat it was impossible to run. She grasped a handful of curls, careful not to pull tight, and started to fight for control over the kiss. Emma was unrelenting but Regina refused to play submissive, she relished in being dominant far too much.
She let out a gasp when the kiss ended far too soon for her liking only to go wide eyed when the very same pink lips trailed over her jaw, along her neck, and that dangerous tongue slid against her throbbing pulse point. "Em-MA," Her voice hitched on the last half of her name when teeth bit down on her skin "You leave a mark on me and I will destroy you if it's the last thing I do." She growled, not wanting to find out how much make up it would require to hide a hickey, but she couldn't deny just how much she enjoyed the feeling of those pearly white teeth sinking into her skin.
Emma smirked and pulled back to look into brown eyes that had darkened with lust. "It's kind of a bad thing that you ordering me around is such a fucking turn on," She ran her knuckles over the spot she had every intention of marking as her own before she had been commanded not to "But you have no idea how hard it is to obey this order, mi reina, because I want nothing more then to show the world that you are mine."
Regina pulled her closer and chuckled "You don't need to leave a visual reminder for that, Miss Swan. I'm already yours." She brought their lips together once more but it was cut short by the sound of slippers on the stairs, disentangling their bodies quickly and flushing at almost being caught by her son. Henry entered the living room with damp brown hair, dressed in an old shirt that said NYU and a pair of pajama bottoms, and grinned at them, oblivious to the way his mother was refusing to make eye contact with him.
"Hey Emma, I was wondering if you could do something for me? Before I go to bed." He had a gleam in his brown eyes that made Emma suspicious but he was off like a shot, hurrying back up the stairs and expecting them to follow. Regina shook her head and got off the couch about to head up the stairs when a pale hand slid into hers, squeezing tight. She smiled and returned the gesture as they went up to Henry's room. Emma said the password and opened the door, chuckling when she saw the boy holding a familiar instrument.
Henry held it out towards her and she took it as she sat on the bed "Will you play something? I haven't heard you play the guitar yet." Regina sat on the other side of the bed next to her son, grinning when he leaned against her and wrapping an arm around his shoulders as she looked over at Emma, she had to admit she'd been dying to hear her play ever since it had been offered but was grateful Henry was the one to ask. Especially when he paired the request with a pout just to make it irresistible.
Emma sighed and lifted the strap over her body, settling in with the guitar on her lap and looking at both Mills. "So do we have any requests? No one say Wonderwall, I'm not doing it and you can't make me," Regina rolled her eyes but Henry looked confused "Ah nevermind, kid. It's an old person thing. You wouldn't get it. But, since there are no suggestions, I have an idea. This family appreciates good music and I bet you both will know this song. It's a classic. First mood lighting," She got up and turned his light off before sitting back on the bed after Henry got settled in under the blanket, Regina brushing his hair back fondly "And no judging my singing voice, I didn't inherit golden pipes like you did from your mother." Regina chuckled softly and looked at Emma in the glow of the faint light coming from the cracked door.
She took a deep breath and started to play, looking right at Henry as she began to sing. "Come stop your crying it will be alright. Just take my hand, hold it tight. I will protect you from all around you; I will be here don't you cry. For one so small, you seem so strong. My arms will hold you keep you safe and warm. This bond between us can't be broken. I will be here don't you cry," She smiled and chanced a look at Regina who was staring at her in awe before focusing back on Henry "Cause you'll be in my heart. Yes, you'll be in my heart. From this day on, now and forever more. You'll be in my heart no matter what they say; you'll be here in my heart. Always."
Emma shifted a bit and continued to play, trying not to look at Regina who was still looking at her like she'd sprouted an extra head. "Why can't they understand the way we feel? They just don't trust what they can't explain. I know we're different but deep inside us, we're not so different at all," She scrunched up her face at Henry who only beamed in response "And you'll be in my heart. Yes, you'll be in my heart. From this day on, now and forever more. Don't listen to them, cause what do they know? We need each other to have, to hold. They'll see in time. I know." She couldn't help but glance over at the Mayor and she was giving her a watery smile while holding Henry's hand.
"When destiny calls you, you must be strong. I may not be with you but you've got to hold on. They'll see in time. I know. We'll show them together," Emma grinned and saw the way Regina bit her bottom lip, curious as to what was running through her mind but she looked back at the still smiling young boy as she finished up the song "Cause you'll be in my heart. Believe me, you'll be in my heart. I'll be there from this day on, now and forever more. You'll be in my heart, no matter what they say, you'll be here in my heart. Always. I'll be with you; I'll be there for you always. Always and always. Just look over your shoulder, just look over your shoulder, just look over your shoulder. I'll be there. Always."
She took the guitar strap off and cleared her throat before there was applause, turning to grin at Henry who was the one clapping his hands. "You have a great voice, Emma and I love that song. It's from Tarzan right?" She nodded and stood up, setting the guitar in his gaming chair before moving back over to tuck the boy in. "You'll have to play something for my mom next time." He yawned and settled back against his pillow with heavy eyelids. Emma smiled and bent over to give him a hug, less shocked when he kissed her cheek this time.
Regina got up, making sure he was covered by his blankets and then kissed his forehead. "Sleep tight, my little prince. I love you." She started for the door with Emma in tow only for them both to stop when they heard Henry's tired response. "Love you, Mom. Love you, Emma." The blonde turning on her heel to look over at the kid while her eyes immediately swam with tears of joy.
"I-I love you too, Henry," She stammered out and walked back over to him, planting a kiss on the top of his head "And I meant it even if the words were borrowed from Phil Collins, you'll be in my heart forever kid." Emma ruffled his hair and then followed Regina out of his room, pressing her hand against the closed door as a few of the happy tears rolled down her cheeks. She was flabbergasted that there was someone in the world who meant so much to her and who felt the same way she did and it left her a bit speechless.
Regina reached over and took a gentle hold on her chin, turning the beautiful woman to look at her while brushing away the tears "I told you he loves you and how could he not? Especially after you played so beautifully for him," She smiled and released her chin "He's right, you'll have to play something dedicated to me sometime. I'd love to hear more of that pretty voice of yours, Em-ma." The compliment made a faint blush creep along pale cheeks and she looked away, Regina's voice was far better sounding in her opinion, but she followed the Mayor down the hallway.
"Come on now, its time you take a bath then get into some pajamas and go to bed-" "Am I sleeping with you again?" Emma asked in an excited but hushed voice, not wanting to disturb Henry. Regina smirked and nodded her head "I suppose so, Miss Swan. Do you think you'll be using an actual pillow tonight or do I have to brace myself for another bout of fondling?" There was laughter in response as Emma ducked into her still unused bedroom, grabbing her clothes before moving into the master bedroom. She looked around the empty room and saw the light on in the bathroom through the open door.
"How did your lipstick stay on when you took a shower? Is it magic or something?" Emma asked while she pulled her tank top over her head, blinding her to the fact the Mayor was now gawking in the doorway. Emma's abs were always going to leave her dazed and her fingers itched to trace over the well defined lines of her stomach. "My eyes are up here, Regina and I believe I asked you a question." The playful tone pulled her out of her staring and she rolled her eyes in response.
Regina was now bare faced and she walked to her vanity to grab her lotion, focusing on her nightly ritual instead of the fantasy of running her hands along a toned body. "It's a matte color that is water resistant, dear. Most of my make up is, I don't need it running down my face if there happens to be rain that day." Thankfully she could see that Emma had pulled a shirt on and was no longer in just a bra, it made the temptation to touch her diminish but only slightly.
"You think ahead like the clever queen you are," She smiled over at the reflection still looking at her in the mirror "I'm gonna hop in the bath." She picked up her sweats, still in the jeans, and headed into the bathroom. Regina let out a breath she hadn't realized she was holding when the door closed and she was grateful the blonde didn't take her pants off in front of her, only due to the fact that she would have an onslaught of new fantasies to wrangle. She shook her head and slipped out of the silk pajama pants to lotion her legs, setting the garment on the seat in front of her vanity and propping one foot up next to them.
She couldn't help but hum the song Emma had played for Henry as she applied lotion to one leg and then the other, wondering what the blonde would play for her and when. Regina moved onto her arms and she stopped humming, hearing singing and running water from the bathroom. For someone who claimed she didn't have golden pipes Emma sure liked to flex them. She set the lotion back on the vanity before grabbing her pajama bottoms to return to bed, not putting them on just yet as the silk would stick to her and feel uncomfortable.
Picking up a long forgotten book she flipped it open, sliding her readers on and not absorbing a single word on the page as her mind was preoccupied with thoughts about a certain bail bonds woman moving to Storybrooke. Perhaps Kathryn would be able to find something affordable for Emma and she made a mental note to ask her assistant about it in the morning, turning the page as if she was truly reading. Regina pondered the idea of helping Emma move, as if she and Henry could even leave Storybrooke, which they could not. She was so wrapped up in her pantomime reading and thoughts that she didn't realize she was no longer alone until there was the sound of someone clearing their throat. "You uh don't have on any pants."
Her head snapped up from the book, turning to see Emma sitting on the bed next to her and then looking down at her own legs. "Lotion tends to make silk adhesive in a very uncomfortable way, Em-ma. I didn't realize my bare legs would be so unsightly to you-" "As if, Madam Mayor. You have incredible legs but it's the lace that's distracting me." She smirked and pulled back the blanket to slide underneath it, trying not to stare at the beautiful woman clad only in a shirt and underwear.
Regina chuckled and set the book to the side, getting out of the bed to shimmy into her pants and hold her hands up "Satisfied? I took care of the distracting problem, Miss Swan." Emma shrugged and settled back against the pillow, her arms behind her head as she looked Regina up and down. Shaking her head she took off her readers and joined Emma in the bed, about to reach over and turn off the light when Emma's words gave her pause.
"It was a good kind of distracted. I think you look gorgeous no matter what you have on. Or don't." She smiled over her shoulder and then plunged the room into darkness, shifted onto her side to face the blonde with her arm supporting her head. Emma's princess curls always looked like a halo even in the dark and she shifted closer to her, twisting one curl around her finger while blue green eyes watched her.
Regina looked like she was deep in thought, brown eyes far away and Emma turned onto her side, moving one hand to brush against her cheek and pull her back down to Earth. "What is it, mi reina? I can tell something is on your mind. You get this look when you're all wrapped up in your thoughts." It was simultaneously endearing and unnerving how Emma could see through her so well especially when no one else had ever been able to read her. More then likely it was due to the walls she put up that Emma seemed to scale in single leaps and bounds.
"Are you free tomorrow night? I'd like to take you out on a date," Emma had not been expecting that, assuming she was worrying about her mother's impending visit but this was a pleasant surprise "After all I've already paid my son his comic book and I have to hold up my end of the bargain otherwise Henry will be upset." As if that was the only reason she wanted to go on a date.
Emma scrunched up her face like she was mulling over it "I dunno. I'll have to check my very busy schedule," She smiled and then hurriedly added, "Yes, Regina I would love to. Where are we going?" She was as excited as a child the night before Christmas, unsure if she'd be able to get any sleep now. Regina shook her head with an impish smile, it was her turn to keep the date a secret and she intended to do just that.
She released the curl from around her finger "Payback is a bitch, Em-ma. I can tell you what I'll be wearing but that's the most you'll get out of me. I'm planning on a dress, maybe in blue. Do with that information what you will. Now roll over," Emma blinked a few times in confusion "You heard me, Swan. Roll. Over." Sighing she did as she was told, facing away from the raven-haired goddess and closing her eyes. A smile crept along her lips when there was an arm wrapped around her and a warm body pressed against her back. "It's only fair you play the little spoon this evening." Regina breathed into her hair.
Chuckling she slid her arm over Regina's "I'm the fork, not a spoon." "And what, pray tell, does that make me?" "The knife. Precise, sharp, deadly and with a hilt made of wood. Not just any wood but from a strong apple tree. Graceful and beautiful but not to be handled improperly." Emma squeezed her arm and scooted closer still. The Mayor was a knife not to be fucked with and she was the fork, they went together as a pair.
"Did you… Did you use MY body wash?" Again not what she had been expecting but she nodded her head, sending another wave of the familiar scent at Regina and she smiled. "I don't share but I will this time because it suits you. Good night, mi sol." She brushed her hair to the side and pressed a kiss to her neck before settling back into their cuddling position.
Emma knew sol meant sun and she found the nickname to be wonderful and even though she would always prefer calling Regina her queen there was another term just as fitting, like how she considered them to be yin and yang. She laced her fingers through Regina's and smiled again "Good night, mi luna." She yawned and exhaustion overtook her with Regina falling asleep shortly after, their hands still woven together.