I don't own these characters; Disney/ABC does.
A/N: at the end of the chapter, there's some rated-M loving. Enjoy.
19: Forever Faithful
Regina collapsed on the sofa with a sigh, not even out of her suit. Her body was exhausted, ready to turn to dust. How was her last day her longest day? There was so much hand-shaking and boring conversation or backhanded compliments about her term as mayor.
Rumple had lurked in the background the entire day, but never approached Regina. He was trying to make her nervous. He did not succeed. She was too busy with everyone else to care about him. Of course, she had not cared much about the people in front of her either, except Kathryn.
Regina barely had time to kick off her shoes her throbbing feet before Emma was on her, hugging her tight. The embrace held her together. Emma had on one of her duck hoodies and collar. Regina gave her a soft smile and rubbed the top of her head.
"You weren't kidding when you said you'd be late," Emma said.
Regina sighed. "I knew it would be like that. I remember when I was voted in. The night seemed like it would never end. I'm honestly surprised I got in this time."
Emma hummed and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. "I'm sorry about that."
Regina waved it off. "It's fine."
"I ordered us some food if you don't mind," Emma said.
Regina rubbed her eyes. "Thank you. It's so late I can't imagine cooking anything beyond some quick pasta." And even that sounded like a chore right now. Standing up sounded like a chore, actually.
"You don't have to worry about it. I got you a chicken bowl and a couple of burritos for me."
"Sounds lovely. Peppers with my chicken?"
"Yes, with yellow rice, black beans, and the works. It'll be here in twenty minutes. Want me to help you into the shower?"
Regina thought about it for a moment. Emma might enjoy a chance to treat her as she treated Emma, despite the fact that Emma was due for some pampering. Emma deserved this trust, though. And, maybe being pampered would be quite splendid right now.
"Yes, help," Regina replied with a yawn.
Emma undressed Regina with gentle love and care Regina was not surprised by at all. Once her clothing was gone, Emma lifted her into her arms, holding her bridal style. They both looked at the stairs.
"Let's see if Deputy Swan can pull this off," Emma said with a grin.
"Oh, Deputy Swan, huh? Is this a wellness check?" Regina arched an eyebrow. This would be better if Emma was in her uniform, but still was fun.
Emma's grin got lopsided. "Yeah, your neighbors were concerned. They said you came in, but no lights were turned on and they had seen you hours ago. They were worried you might have hurt yourself." She reached the steps.
"No, I was just so exhausted. I don't think I can move."
"Well, I can't go back to work until I'm confident I can leave you on your own." She was a couple of steps up. This was looking promising.
"Are you feeling confident?" Regina had to make sure Emma could carry her the whole way up.
"Right now, yeah."
Regina sighed and rested her head on Emma's shoulder. Even if Emma dropped her, it would be fine tonight. It would not be the worst thing of the night, not close. Emma managed to clear the stairs, but Regina felt her shaking. She rubbed Emma's hard bicep.
"I can walk the rest of the way," Regina said.
Emma nodded. "But, I gotta see you to the door."
Regina chuckled. "Of course. You're very thorough with your job and I do appreciate it."
"I do care about my job and the public good, especially citizen's safety."
"I'm so sure." Regina made her way to the bedroom with Emma by her side. When they stepped into the room, Emma rushed by her.
"I need to secure the room." She made a show of scanning the room. Then, she went to the bathroom door. "I should secure this one as well." She stepped in.
Regina was not sure if Emma intended for her to wait until she came out, in case Emma planned something. The shower started and Regina's curiosity got the better of her. Entering the bathroom, she found Emma with her hand in the shower, possibly checking the temperature.
"It's kinda ready," Emma said.
"Thank you." Regina stepped into the shower. Emma stared at her. "You want to help?" Regina asked.
"Yeah, but I kinda wanna go jump into my uniform for you to make this little roleplay situation more authentic," Emma replied.
Regina nodded. "That would be fantastic. We could explore that more later. Right now, it would be that much better for you to join me." She would like to have Emma's hands on her.
Without a word, Emma got out of her clothes in a rush and hopped in the shower with Regina. Regina moved to make sure Emma got water. Regina was never more thankful for her wide, double shower head than when she and Emma started sharing showers.
"How you doing?" Emma asked, hand massaging the small of Regina's back as the hot water rained down on them.
"I'm relieved it's over. I trust Kathryn will do an outstanding job. Perhaps better than I did," Regina replied. She believed this to be the truth, as Kathryn had a purer heart than she did, but was as strong as she was.
"Yeah?"
"Yes, she won't end up caught in Gold's stupid corruption. She's strong-willed. The quality programs I started will live on." It was one of the many things they discussed. "It'll be something grand."
Emma placed a soft kiss on Regina's neck. "Glad you were able to build up a legacy. Let's get you clean."
Regina passed Emma her loofa and Emma got to work. She washed Regina with more pressure than Regina would wash herself, but she needed the harder press right now. She did not bother to hold back a pleased moan, throwing her head back. Emma's hand came up to her throat and Regina jumped. The hand was gone immediately.
"Sorry," Emma whispered into her ear.
"You merely surprised me," Regina replied.
"You sure?" Emma studied her, trying to find something to contradict the response. "I've seen some things, Regina. If it's something, you can tell me."
Regina shook her head and leaned against Emma. "Not in the shower. Not while you're doing such an amazing job." Besides, it was not a lie. She had been surprised. Any other night, she probably would not mind Emma's hand on her throat.
"I've got to finish up so I'm downstairs to grab the food. You stay in here while I'm gone, okay? I've got an idea." Emma giggled.
Regina nodded. Emma finished washing her, stepped out of the shower, and disappeared from the bathroom. Regina washed her hair to help calm her. The peppermint in her shampoo never failed to soothe her.
Emma came back, but she did not reenter back in the shower. Instead, she went to the tub. She picked up a couple of bottles and started the water. Soon, Regina could see the bubbles. Emma turned the water off and went back to the shower.
"Scrub me real quick, please?" Emma smiled.
"You didn't shower yet?"
"Nope, just waited up for you."
"That's cute, but please don't put on clean clothes without showering anymore."
Emma chuckled. "It's so weird I like when you scold me."
Regina smiled. "You like the attention, like this." She scrubbed Emma, making sure to thoroughly clean her.
Emma let the water wash away her soap. Once Emma was clean, Regina turned off the water. Emma stepped out of the shower and grinned.
"Go get in the tub," Emma said.
Regina nodded and did as ordered, sinking into the hot, bubble bath. She expected Emma to join her, but Emma went to the bedroom. Regina was confused until Emma showed back up holding a paper bag.
"Dinner in the tub?" Emma held up her bounty.
"Really?" Regina had never indulged.
"It's fun. Plus, you have the tray for it."
"It's for wine."
Emma grinned and put the tray across the tub. She put the bag on the tray and then slid into the tub on the opposite end. She unpacked the bag, which held their food and their drinks.
"Sangria." Emma pointed to their cups as she put a straw in each cup.
"Oh, I could use that." Regina grabbed one, ignoring the chill through the plastic cup, and took a full gulp. "Damn, that's good." She might drink that without bothering to eat.
Emma nodded. "The food is freaking awesome, too." She popped the lid of Regina's chicken bowl.
"This is always so much food," Regina muttered as she stared at her dinner — marinated grilled chicken, yellow rice, black beans, peppers, pico de gallo, lettuce, corn, and diced avocado. She never finished it. If she put it in the fridge, Emma would eat it later if she did not mention she wanted some later.
"Eat what you can. No one's forcing you," Emma said, as if reminding Regina, like she knew… oh, she probably did.
"Did you ever sit at the table all night to eat something you didn't want?" Regina asked as Emma sipped her own drink.
"Yeah, once. I didn't know there was a meal I wouldn't eat until it was placed in front of me. I had a foster mother and all she made was casseroles. She wasn't the best cook, but it was food and she almost never withheld it from me. One day, she made this tater tot casserole and it was burnt at the top, but cold in the middle and it had cheese in it, but like the processed cheese from the singles pack and hot dog slices and… tomatoes and green beans for some reason. It was awful."
Regina frowned. "This all sounds terrible."
"It was. This is not."
Regina nodded. "I'm sorry you had to deal with all of that."
Emma waved her off and took huge bites of her burrito. "This is nice, right?"
Regina nodded. "Wonderful idea on the bath and eating."
"You ever done this before?"
"I've had wine in the bath before, but not a full meal. Is it odd if I say this feels decadent?" There was something about eating nude, surrounded by bubbles, and treated hot water that seemed a step too far. She loved it.
Emma laughed. "I'm chalking this up as a win where I did something that made you feel decadent. I always feel decadent with you. When we finish, if the water is still warm, can we cuddle?"
Regina's brow furrowed. "Of course." Why would Emma even ask that?
Emma smiled, looking at her as if she was irreplaceable, valuable, and worthwhile. "Just had to make sure."
They ate quietly and quickly, even though Regina did not finish her food. Emma packed everything up and moved it to the bathroom floor. Then, Emma moved close to Regina, wrapping her arms around Regina. Regina leaned into her and sighed.
"This is incredible," Regina said in a small tone.
"Yeah, loving it." Emma kissed the side of Regina's head.
Regina made a noise as a small jolt went through her. "Oh."
"Hmm?"
"I just found out why you like the forehead kisses and things. I thought you were being silly, but they're quite delightful, relaxing."
"Oh, yeah. Love them when we're snuggled together. It's soothing, comforting. I don't know. It's delightful, like you said."
Regina nodded and rested her head on Emma's shoulder. "We have to do this more often."
Emma kissed her head again. "Of course."
Regina was not sure when, but she must have fallen asleep. She woke up in the middle of the night, naked in bed, with an equally naked Emma wrapped around her as if to protect her from the world. They were covered by the duvet. Part of her considered checking her phone, knowing messages waited for her, but that was a problem for tomorrow. She pressed closer to Emma and fell back to sleep.
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Emma worked out her date with Regina. As she made her way to Two Witches to pick Regina up, her stomach twisted. What if Regina did not like the date? What if it was like before? What if Robin texted her while they were out? What if Emma said something dumb and ruined the whole thing?
Emma shook those thoughts away as she stepped into the shop. Tinker Bell and Nova cleaned the tables. She helped out until Regina stepped out of the kitchen, all bundled up and ready to face the freezing night. Emma grinned and rushed over to Regina, hugging her. Regina returned the embrace and kissed her, needing to move both of their scarves out of the way to make sure their lips touched.
"Ready to go?" Emma asked, her nerves buzzing with anxiety. Her stomach twisted. Calm down. She's happy to see you. She reached under her scarf and twiddled her necklace, trying to ground herself with her outside collar. She likes you. It's cool.
Regina nodded. "Curious to see what you've thrown together."
"Oh, I promise, you'll love it." I hope, anyway. "You're gonna be bragging about it all day tomorrow." Emma grinned, appearing way more confident than she currently felt. Weird since she had been very confident when she planned this date.
"Make sure she can still walk, Duckling," Maleficent said from the doorway. A small smirk tugged at her lip.
Emma continued to grin, wider than before. "No promises." She held Regina close, around her waist. "Come on, let's get this fun night started."
They said their goodbyes and Emma led Regina to her car. Regina paused at the passenger door as Emma opened it. Emma waited, but Regina did not move. Emma swallowed as her stomach turned. Was the date already ruined? Just by my car? C'mon! She resisted the urge to throw her hands up.
"You don't wanna get in, do you?" Emma asked. Regina did not trust her car.
Regina blinked. "Sorry. It's fine. It's only I realized I've never actually been in your car." She eased into the seat. "It seems odd since we travel together often."
Emma breathed a sigh of relief and rushed to the driver's side. She hopped in and started the car, so they could warm up. The car was quiet as she pulled away from the curb. Things seemed smooth, but Regina was quiet.
"You okay?" Emma asked.
Regina nodded. "Curious where we're going and why I didn't need to change from my kitchen clothes." Her power suits had been stuck in her closet since she did not have to go to Town Hall. Of course, she still dressed like a bad bitch, which Emma loved. It was funny to see Regina and Maleficent in their fancy, top-tier business clothes, but in a kitchen instead of a boardroom.
"It'll be fine. Plus, I want to get there on time. I think you'll want to hear this whole thing," Emma replied.
Regina pursed her lips. "And now I'm intrigued."
Emma smiled. "I really hope you like this. There's food and drinks, too. Although, you might consider the food lowbrow."
"I work with someone who makes stews and soups for a living. I'm not the food snob you think I am," Regina replied.
Emma had to concede that one. The drive to the small, jazz-club-like space was less than ten minutes. Regina stared at the place when Emma opened her door.
"I always thought I knew every inch of this town, but I've never actually gone inside Music Royalty. I've heard the bands that play here are great," Regina said.
Emma nodded. "They're damn cool." Emma opened the door for Regina.
They stepped inside. Emma had called ahead and reserved a table, just in case. Some nights the place would be packed and Emma did not want to risk missing out on this. Regina would love it… maybe. What if this is dumb?
Regina looked around, eyes interested, taking in the thick crowd. They checked their coats and were led to a table in the corner. There were some eyes on them, following them in the dim light of the club, all the way to their table and as they sat down. They definitely know this is Mayor Mills with me. Are they wondering why she's with me or judging her about being out with me? She was not sure how to take the looks.
Regina did not appear bothered. She picked up the menu. "Do they serve something I could pretend is dinner here?"
"If you get the taco salad, it's pretty much a meal and it's delicious," Emma replied.
Regina arched an eyebrow. "You've had it before."
Emma grinned. "I scoped out the place for you a little bit beforehand." She had been so confident after the first visit, but now she was unsure. Butterflies still buzzed in her stomach, but they settled somewhat. Regina did not seem offended by the date so far.
Regina grabbed her hand and squeezed it. "That's sweet of you."
Emma's body warmed. "Doing my best."
"Are you going to tell me what this is all about yet or should I wait?"
Emma did not try to fight the smile off her face. "Oh, wait. It'll start soon."
Before the show started, a waitress came over and took their drink orders as well as food orders. Regina went with Emma's suggestion and also tried some hard liquor since she was not driving. Emma ordered beef nachos and a beer. Regina held her hand the whole time.
"All right, people!" A redheaded man stepped on stage at the front of the club. "I'm your MC for the night, Thomas O'Malley. If you've been here before, you're familiar with me. If you haven't, you'll learn to hate me as much as the regulars." There were some laughs. "So, today, we're going to do things a little different. We've got two bands and they'll be playing their usual jazz instruments, but they'll be doing covers of popular songs. Making it better, you guys choose the songs." He pointed to the audience.
Regina turned to Emma. "You knew about this?"
Emma smiled. "This is why I brought you here tonight. Cool, huh?"
"Well, let's see what songs they play before we start any accolades," Regina smirked and there was a twinkle in her eyes.
Emma preened. No way Regina would be this playful with Robin. No way he ever put this much thought into a date. When the music started, Regina melted right before her eyes. No freaking way Robin could do this. Worried for nothing.
Finally, the butterflies vanished from Emma's stomach. She was able to enjoy her view of Regina unwinding in front of people. I wanna high-five myself for this. She managed to hold off.
Their food and drinks came. Still, Regina held her hand, even though it was hard to eat with only one hand. Regina ate her food, sipped her drink, and hummed along with some of the songs, all the while holding Emma's hand. Emma was so proud of herself, that she did not even think to touch her nachos.
Regina leaned in close. "You should eat, Emma," she whispered.
Emma blinked. "Oh. Right." She grabbed a loaded nacho and shoved it in her mouth. Okay, calm down. Don't shove everything in your face and come across as gross. How the hell did having only one hand not force her to eat like she had some manners? She did her best.
At some point, Regina was done eating. There was still plenty of taco salad left, but she pushed it to the side. Then she moved closer to Emma, wrapping both arms around Emma's arm. Okay, this is definitely better than I thought.
"You sure you don't want more? You never finish your food," Emma said.
"It's always too much," Regina replied. It was possible she had a small stomach, but she more than likely grew up having her meals regulated by a domineering mother and now it was part of her.
Emma looked at her nachos, crumbs remaining. One hand and still demolished them. I might have a problem. "I guess that's why you always think I'm greedy." She smiled.
Regina shook her head. "No. I know this is simply a childhood thing following me into my adulthood."
"Hmm?" Oh, she's gonna tell me. Emma would never tire of Regina sharing with her.
"My mother controlled how much I ate. I've always been on a diet in that sense. I haven't been able to break myself of it. Partially because I fear she's right that my worth lies only in my looks, but also, my stomach refuses more than what I'm used to eating."
Emma kissed her cheek. "Thanks for telling me. I love you for trusting me with your life like this. No matter what you'll always be attractive to me. And, as long as you're full, I'm not judging you. I was only curious."
Regina nodded. "I'm fine and full. Now, let me hear the rest of this."
Emma chuckled, but shut her mouth. She had to have done good. She put her free hand on top of one of Regina's and listened. While it was not her taste in music, it was terrific. Or, maybe just being with Regina — happy and contented — made everything better.
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Regina refused to let go of Emma's hand, even as they got back in Emma's car and she needed to drive. This was so amazing. Regina did not have words for it, but she had to say something. Emma needed words upon words to unlearn the idea her effort was worthless.
"Uh… so, what did you think?" Emma asked.
Regina let out a long breath. "It was so incredible."
Emma blinked, as if this information surprised her. "You didn't really say a lot beyond us talking about the food."
A smile curled onto her lips. "I was appreciating the music. It was so different hearing jazz versions of popular songs, especially live music. This was so… spectacular. I don't have enough words to explain my enjoyment of this outing. My favorite was the piano."
"You play, right?"
"I do. And, though it was forced upon me by my mother, I received enough praise for it from other people that it grew on me. I never considered playing anything beyond classical on it, though."
"You're so damn talented."
"I wouldn't say that, but I appreciated this so much. I couldn't be more happy with this."
A bright smile rushed onto Emma's face and she nodded. "I was kinda nervous because you didn't talk, like on our other date."
"That was awkward. Did this feel awkward to you?"
"No, it didn't. It was a perfect night out."
"Agreed. I wish I had dressed better." Regina looked down at her lap, covered in her long, wool coat.
Emma scoffed. "You could've been in your birthday suit and you'd still be the best-dressed woman in the room."
Regina laughed. "You really think you're smooth, don't you?"
"I promise you I don't. You don't want me to be smooth, which is cool because, like I said, I don't think I am."
Regina squeezed her hand. "I appreciate you. This was one of the most thoughtful dates I've ever been on."
Emma took a deep breath and glanced at Regina. "I was so damn nervous about doing this, all the way to us sitting down at the table. I thought if I messed up again, you'd be pissed and…"
Regina arched an eyebrow. "And what?" She squinted and scoffed. "I'd go back to Robin or some other form of insanity? Never. Not every date is going to be sensational. You didn't mess up before. You put too much pressure on yourself and thought we needed a dynamic we didn't. You might have done that here, too. This was amazing. I thoroughly enjoyed this and appreciated it, appreciate you."
"And you're not going to leave me and go back to Robin?"
Regina's heart broke a little from the spark of fear so evident in Emma's eyes. She would have to shore up Emma's belief in herself and this relationship. Perhaps, as Emma settled into her job and began to believe more that she was a worthwhile person, things would change.
"I'm not that stupid," Regina said. "I'm quite happy where I am and who I'm with, thank you very much. After all, I'd let you wrap your hand around my throat."
Emma choked up. "But, you tensed up when I did that."
"You caught me by surprise, not only in that moment, but with you. I wouldn't expect my sweet little Duckling, my good girl, to take me by the throat."
Emma's mouth dropped open. "You actually think I'm that kinda sweet, despite wanting the leash and whatnot?"
"You want me to pull your leash, though. You're not the one trying to pull a leash for me. My point is that, I wouldn't let anyone do that and if you tried it again, I wouldn't be opposed. You have that right. I've had people try, but I'd never let them. In fact, I wouldn't have them in bed again. You will always be welcomed in my bed and you are always welcome to try new things with me."
Emma nodded, almost like she was a bobblehead. "Uh… noted."
"Now, are you going to drive me to my car or are you going to be cranky in the morning getting up with me?"
Emma smiled. "I'll brave the morning with you. I'm off tomorrow."
"Oh, that's right. Then, let's go home and finish this date." Regina smirked. "I'd like the chance to assure you I don't give Robin a thought anymore and you can try to hold me by the throat if you wish to do so."
Emma smiled like that was what she wanted to hear. Regina squeezed Emma's hand just a little. Emma's smile grew.
"I don't hold hands," Regina said. Emma needed to know this.
Emma's brow wrinkled. "You've been holding mine all night."
"I know and I have no desire to let go, but I don't hold hands. Only with you. I gravitate to you and only you. I've never craved to be this physically close to someone. It's almost like a raw need." It needed to be said. She would get Emma to understand how important she was to Regina.
Emma nodded. "I promise not to abuse this power."
Regina laughed. "You already have and will in the future. Possibly before the night ends."
Emma shrugged. "True. Well, at least you'll like it."
"I almost always do."
Emma grinned the entire drive home. A small smile played on Regina's lips as well. This had to go better than either of them anticipated, especially after that first date. As soon as they were secure in their home, their mouths were busy with each other, but the smile stayed in Regina's heart.
Regina was not sure how they made it to the bed, but she was on her back and Emma was on top of her, so she did not care. They kissed and did their best to undress each other without separating from each other's lips. Emma tasted like cheap beer less and less with each kiss.
They made short work of each other's clothing and were soon gloriously naked. Regina arched into Emma, needing to feel as much of her magnificent skin as possible. Emma hissed at the contact and her hands busied themselves across Regina's skin. Regina's keen hands were as busy, palming and kneading Emma's pert breasts. She earned small, cute moans.
"Fuck, Regina. The things you do to me." Emma kissed her neck. "The things I want to do to you." She stroked Regina's neck with gentle fingers. Regina turned into the touch, doing her best to assure Emma this was all right.
"We'll do them all eventually, Duckling. All of them and then think of new things to do to each other, to do with each other." Regina twisted Emma's plump, pink nipples and Emma cried out her pleasure. I want to taste them. I want to taste her. Eager was an understatement.
Regina wiggled, intent on moving down Emma's body. Emma paused and her face scrunched up. "What're you doing?"
"Enjoying you. Hold yourself up." Regina gave Emma a little swat to her buttocks.
Emma moaned and then lifted enough for Regina to move. Regina led with her tongue on her descent. She licked a line down Emma's chest, earning mews as she went. She swirled her tongue around Emma's left nipple, flicking the plump flesh a couple of times before wrapping her lips around the juicy gem.
"Fuck!" Emma's body trembled above. "Regina, I don't think I can stay up like this."
Regina eased a hand between Emma's quivering thighs and found hot, soaking passion. "Just for a moment," she requested in a low voice. "Please."
Emma hissed and moved her hips, chasing Regina's fingers. "Fuck, that shouldn't be so sexy."
Regina rolled her eyes. "Oh, please. Everything I do is sexy." She sucked Emma's nipple again.
"Fuck!" Emma drew in a long breath as Regina's tongue lapped at her flesh. "That's true." Emma bucked against Regina's questing fingers.
"You want this, Duckling?" Regina asked, stroking Emma's clit as Emma's desire slid down her fingertips. The way Emma dripped down her fingers made her shiver.
Emma whined. "You know I do."
"Then, sit up." Regina had a plan.
"Huh?"
"Sit up, so you don't fall on me."
Emma let loose another whine, but did as ordered. She moved along Regina's digits as she did so, but then Regina pulled her fingers away. Emma growled, frustrated, and glared at Regina as Regina licked her fingertips. Emma was so sweet.
"Have I said fuck yet?" Emma asked, eyes almost completely black with raw hunger.
"Do you know how sweet you taste, Duckling?" Regina smirked, caressing Emma's supple thighs, and Emma shook her head. "Oh, well, you're very sweet. Delicious. My favorite treat now. So, come sit on my face and let me eat you up."
Emma's legs shook under Regina's hands. She scurried up Regina's body, following orders quite well. She positioned herself over Regina's mouth.
Regina's hands found Emma's thighs once more and she guided Emma down. They moaned together as Emma settled where they both desired her. Regina used her whole tongue to taste Emma, wanting to take in as much of her as possible. Regina's hands ran up and down Emma's body as she drank Emma in.
Emma rode Regina's face, bumping against Regina's nose as she chased her orgasm. Regina wanted nothing more than to give it to her, to give Emma everything she fancied, yearned for, and wished for on cold, lonely nights. She caught Emma's clit with her lips and sucked. Emma howled and her body shook. She fell forward, breathing heavily over Regina.
Regina kissed Emma's trembling thighs, waiting for Emma to get herself together. Then, those wonderful thighs were gone. Emma swung away from her. She turned on her side to look at Emma, who grinned.
"My turn!" Emma came in for a kiss, which Regina returned with joy.
Emma settled next to Regina, also on her side. They continued to kiss, Emma's hand eased up and down Regina's side, leaving whirring trails of euphoria in their wake. It went right to Regina's head, clouding her mind with sheer bliss. The hand caressed Regina's breast as the kissing continued, building more and more paradise with every touch. The hand trailed down Regina's body and then was between her legs.
Regina broke the kiss. "Just like this. Go slow. Take your time." She craved to sink slowly into the heaven that Emma promised her.
Emma nodded and started a new kiss. It was slow, moving in time with her hand. Regina gave a little rock of her hips to go along with Emma. She let loose little moans into Emma's mouth as her pleasure built at a gradual pace. This was the perfect way to end the night and prolong their intimacy.
A finger teased Regina's entrance and she pushed into it several times. Emma gave into her silent begging, sliding inside of her. She pulsed around the finger, but was not yet ready to climax. She clutched Emma's shoulder, wishing they could somehow become closer.
One finger soon became two and Emma's palm pressed against Regina's clit. She flung her leg over Emma's body, needing to take Emma deeper, needing to be closer. Emma moved against her, with her, and she had to clutch Emma's arm and shoulder to stay tethered to the world. It only worked briefly and then Regina was plunged into a space of pure ecstasy.
Stars burst under Regina's skin, blowing and burning bright, but soft somehow. She dug her nails into Emma's flesh, requiring more of a connection, an anchor to this world. The kiss broke as they both moaned and shared a breath. As the bright colors faded from her eyes, she kissed Emma's sweet face. Emma smiled.
"That was perfect," Regina said.
"You are so soft," Emma replied with a teasing grin.
"Only for you, my Duckling." Regina cuddled up against Emma, wrapping her arms around Emma's waist. Emma kissed her head and Regina smiled. "This entire night was perfect. I look forward to our next date."
Emma grabbed her close. "I'll get on it."
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Next time: Emma gives Regina a little scare.