Their game of find-Emma-and-tickle-her-to-death eventually transformed into a game of tag, which then morphed into hide-and-seek. They played right until Henry's bedtime, the boy sporting the widest grin Regina had ever seen, she was fairly certain. He kept repeating how much fun he'd had, discussing their best hiding spots, and begging to play again tomorrow. Regina had agreed that they could play again another time, even if it didn't happen tomorrow.

Henry eagerly brushed his teeth, still smiling, while he chattered at the two women who kept sneaking glances at one another. Henry didn't mind. They were both smiling at him, occasionally stroking their fingers through his hair, and they both joined him in his bed for story time.

Henry curled up against Emma, asking Regina to read with the voices. Regina complied, of course, smiling over at the two as they settled in. Henry rested his head on Emma's shoulder as his mother began reading, his eyes drifting shut as he yawned loudly. He'd had a really fun time tonight, the best time, and he drifted off to sleep with a smile still on his lips.

Regina read until she heard Henry's snores drift in her direction, closing the book with a smirk. She'd barely gotten five pages in. She slipped out of bed and made her way over to Emma, helping the woman extract herself from Henry's octopus arms. The women kissed the boy goodnight before discreetly leaving his room, quietly closing the door behind them.

Emma followed Regina downstairs, immediately pulling her into her arms as soon as they hit the main floor.

"Wha-"

"You have no idea how much I like you," Emma confessed, kissing her shoulder. "Watching you tonight with Henry…"

"I could say the same to you," Regina replied, her fingers digging into Emma's hair. "He had so much fun thanks to you."

"Thanks to you. Did you see how excited he got when you joined him?"

Regina nodded, a lump forming in her throat at the thought of just how happy Henry was.

"You're wonderful, Emma. Thank you for reminding me how to have fun."

"You always had it in you. You just needed someone immature to bring it out."

Regina chuckled softly against her, pulling back just enough to cup her cheek and look into her eyes. She held her gaze for a moment before slowly shifting her hand up and tracing over Emma's eyebrows, across her cheekbone, over her nose. Her green eyes were bright, staring intently as Regina traced over her skin, fingers finally landing on Emma's soft, pink lips.

"I wanted to kiss you so many times tonight."

Emma beamed.

"Yeah?" she asked, a little more breathless than she had meant to. Regina's gentle touches made her knees weak, and the way she was staring at her so attentively, inspecting her, her expression clear that she liked what she saw made Emma's insides clench.

"Yes," Regina nodded, leaning forward and pressing their lips together. She melted when Emma immediately responded, pressing their bodies closer together as Emma cupped the back of her head. "I love the way you hold me. So gentle," Regina murmured against her lips, before sliding her tongue inside Emma's mouth.

Emma moaned against Regina's lips, digging the fingers of her left hand into Regina's hip as she tried to keep her knees from giving out. Regina's hands were roaming up and down her back, coming up along her sides, slipping up her arms and into her hair. Her fingers were everywhere and Emma's ability to keep herself standing was quickly failing. Regina's touches lit a flame to Emma's body, stirring that familiar ache that ignited every time Regina put her hands on her. Regina was so fucking sexy, and every part of Emma reacted to her.

"Baby, baby," Emma mumbled against her lips, slowly pulling away. "You feel really fucking good but if we don't sit down, my knees are gonna give out."

Regina chuckled against her, kissing her cheek.

"You are so weak."

"Weak?" Emma challenged, immediately grabbing the back of Regina's thighs and yanking her up into her arms. She grinned at the yelp Regina let out, looking up with playful eyes. "Am I so weak now?"

"Mmm," Regina purred, leaning forward and pressing their lips together in a chaste kiss. "Stay the night with me, Emma."

Emma stilled, Regina pecking her on the nose.

"I don't want nightmares tonight. Stay."

Emma nodded.

"Okay."

Emma slowly let Regina slide back down until she was standing on her feet, the women grinning at one another when their gazes locked.

"You enjoy that far too much."

"Oh, I think you enjoy it too, Miss Mills."

"I do," Regina admitted, biting her lip. "I've enjoyed it so much in fact, that I now need to take a trip to the bathroom."

Emma's stomach clenched as Regina smirked. Regina turned on her heels and began climbing the stairs, Emma watching her ass as she made her way up. Her legs began moving of their own accord, following Regina up the stairs. She paused halfway up to glance at the front door (it was locked), before she resumed her journey to Regina's room.

She walked in the room, letting out an oomf of surprise when Regina yanked on her shirt and immediately pushed her into the nearest wall. Regina kissed her firmly, Emma's brain taking a second to respond but when she did, she gave just as hard as she got, immediately flipping them so that Regina was the one pinned to the wall.

She was met with a groan, and when Regina's lips parted, Emma dove her tongue into her mouth. She quickly found Regina's tongue, her eyes rolling in the back of her head as she felt Regina's soft, warm tongue eagerly slide against her own. Emma stroked over Regina's thighs, her hips, her waist, hands roving over every inch of Regina's body that she could access (except the intimate parts, of course), staying respectfully away from those places. But everywhere else was touched, squeezed, caressed, Emma wanting to feel every inch of Regina's body. She knew Regina enjoyed her attention, the woman shifting her body towards her hands, her soft moans vibrating against Emma's lips, spurring her on. The noises Regina was making were incredibly erotic, the slick between her legs growing with each one that Emma managed to pull from her girlfriend.

Regina moaned into their kiss as Emma's hands wandered over her body, the fingers of her left hand pressing between Emma's shoulder blades, her right hand digging against her scalp, holding her close. Her lower body was pinned between Emma and the wall, and while she was being pressed almost uncomfortably, Regina barely noticed because of the wonderful things Emma was currently doing with her tongue. Regina's stomach tightened, then dropped, her heart racing as her arousal skyrocketed with every swipe of Emma's tongue, with every squeeze and stroke of her clever fingers. Then Emma pressed her even closer and Regina whimpered, twitching in her pants. She was half-hard already, and she knew it wouldn't take long before she was aching with need.

It had been years since anyone had touched her like this, years since anyone had kissed her so passionately. It had been so long since she'd wanted anyone this way and her libido was set aflame by the things Emma was currently doing with her mouth.

Because it was Emma.

Emma, who loved and cared for her son, in a way no one (besides Regina herself) did. Who looked at Regina like she hung the stars and the moon, like the world started and stopped with her. Emma, who made Regina laugh, who held her when she cried, who comforted her when she felt scared. Emma, who made her feel safe, who defended her, who cherished her. And because it was Emma, the woman Regina wanted unlike any other, Regina's entire body reacted, responded, needed.

When Emma's hands move up to her ribs, hot palms pressing against the soft material of her dress, so close to Regina's nipples, she couldn't help but moan and press her chest out, wanting nothing more than for Emma to slide her hands up and cover her aching breasts. Her nipples hardened at the very thought, her cock growing harder in response.

Emma's head spun with how good Regina felt, tasted, and she pulled back only for a second. She needed to see Regina's face, and when their eyes locked, Emma groaned loudly. Regina's chest was heaving as she breathed heavily through her mouth, her lipstick smeared, hair disheveled, cheeks pink, her eyes dark with arousal. She was staring at Emma's mouth, biting her bottom lip, and that's all it took for Emma to surge forward and connect their mouths again.

Both women moaned at the contact, Emma shifting on the spot in order to relieve some of the ache between her legs. The knowledge that it was Regina who was kissing her, yanking on her hair, squirming in her arms, whose tongue was currently mapping every inch of her mouth was making Emma throb. She could feel her arousal pool between her legs, could feel the way it was currently soaked onto her panties, the heat in her belly rising with every second that Regina's tongue spent in her mouth. She could also feel Regina's hardness against her belly, and fuck. Emma wanted it so deep inside of her that it made her pussy spasm with the thought.

Emma's head was spinning. Regina was so fucking hot and here she was, in Emma's arms, moaning and thrusting her hips against her lower body, searching for more contact. Emma's nipples were rock hard, rubbing against her bra, and her fingers twitched with how badly she wanted to run her hands up to Regina's breasts. Regina was pushing her chest forward, almost like she wanted Emma to touch her, and Emma was having a hard time remembering that she needed to keep her hands away from where Regina's body was encouraging her to touch, because she hadn't yet asked permission.

Emma did not want to stop. Dear God, she never wanted to stop. But air was becoming an issue, as was her libido, her mind hyper-focused on the way that Regina was practically begging for her touch. Emma didn't want to stop yet though, so she forced her fingers down to Regina's hips, where it was safer. Her mind was racing with thoughts of touching Regina, of ripping off her clothes, of taking her deep inside.

The way Regina was rocking, the little whimpers she was releasing, only further fuelled her thoughts. Emma's imagination was going wild, picturing what it would be like to move her mouth down to Regina's perfect breasts, imagining sinking down to her knees and ripping off her underwear and licking and sucking on her cock before sinking it down deep into her throat.

She wanted to suck Regina so badly. What would she look like? Taste like? How big was she? How many times would Emma have to take her down her throat before Regina exploded for her?

Emma's eyes rolled in the back of her skull as she considered it.

She envisioned dropping to her knees right there, yanking Regina's thighs apart and swallowing Regina's hard cock, licking and sucking to figure out what made the woman moan, squirm, and squeal. She pictured bobbing her head on her hardness until Regina screamed her name, and God damn Emma needed to stop right now before she did exactly what her mind wanted her to do.

"Fuck," Emma panted, ripping her mouth away and pressing their foreheads together. "Fuck."

Regina nodded, breathing just as hard, fingers digging into Emma's shoulders as her knees trembled.

"You are entirely too good at that, Emma Swan."

Emma laughed, wrapping her arms around Regina's body and hugging her.

"You're not so bad yourself."

Regina hummed into her arms, giggling as Emma peppered her cheek with kisses. She loved Emma's playful side, it warmed a different but still very important part of her.

"Wanna go get ready for bed and then make out like teenagers?"

Regina grinned and nodded eagerly. She pulled away from Emma and made her way to her dresser, cheeks burning as she felt just how hard she'd gotten. It was difficult to walk with how hard she'd gotten.

Regina fished in her drawer for a nightgown and a change of underwear before heading to the bathroom. She considered taking care of herself then and there, but Regina hesitated. She was pretty sure she could get hard again even if she did come now. For all of the problems her penis had caused her, the inability to get hard again so soon after coming was not one of them. She'd always been able to go several rounds in her youth, with Danielle. And with Mal, her refractory period had been short as well. She and Mal had actually typically needed to stop because it was Mal who got too sore to continue.

However, Regina didn't want to make herself come because she wanted Emma to be the one to cause her orgasm. She was tired of slipping off to the bathroom to take care of things herself. And, while it hurt a little due to how hard she was, Regina had a trick to help soothe that ache.

Regina made her way to the sink and ran the cold water, slipping her hands underneath. She grabbed a washcloth and wet it, then removed her clothes before running the cool cloth over her body. She gasped as the icy material made contact with her overheated skin, but it had its desired effect: her erection dissipated a few minutes later.

After peeing quickly, Regina flushed and washed her hands before changing into her nightwear and brushing her teeth. She inspected her face in the mirror as she removed her make-up, noting how flushed her cheeks were even after her body had cooled down. She was still turned on, the pulsing in her veins still present, and she wondered about Emma's invitation to make out like teenagers. What exactly did that entail? How far would they go? Should she take care of things right now, before she went back out there?

Regina didn't think they'd take things overly far tonight, but she wondered if Emma would feel comfortable with a little touching. Regina really hoped so, because as much as she was thoroughly enjoying taking things slowly with Emma, she also wanted to touch her. Perhaps Emma would be okay with a bit of touching. Regina certainly would be. She loved the way Emma touched her, and she was eager to touch more of Emma's body as well.

Regina shifted from side to side as she wrung out her face cloth, swiping under her eyes as she once again twitched between her legs at the thought of Emma's hands roaming up and down her bare thighs. Regina had chosen a nightgown on purpose, wanting to feel Emma's fingers on her skin. The thought cause her knees to tremble.

Regina swallowed a groan as she tossed her face cloth in the hamper. Emma was just… Christ, the effect the woman had on her body. It felt good to be aroused like this again, to feel her desire stirred by Emma. She loved this feeling of anticipation, of desire, of want. Oh, how Emma made her want.

Regina eagerly made her way back to the bedroom, Emma's eyebrows rising when she noticed what Regina was wearing. Or more accurately, not wearing. She understood why Regina normally wore constricting underwear to hide what she didn't want the world to know she had, but Emma liked seeing it now. She liked that she could see the outline of her cock in her panties.

"You've got a very enticing amount of skin on display, Regina Mills."

"You like?" Regina teased, slipping under the covers and over to where Emma lay.

"I really like," Emma admitted, pulling her into her arms. "You're so beautiful."

Regina smiled at Emma, her fingers coming up to stroke along her jaw.

"As are you, my love."

Emma's heart melted at the term of endearment. She leaned forward for a gentle kiss, pulling back after a few seconds to look back down at Regina as she hovered slightly above her.

"You have no idea how happy I am with you. How glad I am to have met you."

"The feeling is very mutual, Emma. I had such a wonderful time with you tonight. You're so good with Henry. You've no idea what that does to me."

"Yeah?" Emma asked, a little surprised by the way Regina's voice lowered.

"Seeing you with him, how good you are with him. How happy he is with you. Seeing the way you love and care for my son… It's very, very attractive."

"Really?" she asked, intrigued.

Emma leaned down again, pressing their lips together. Regina responded immediately, shifting until she was directly beneath Emma. Regina moaned as Emma leaned forward and pressed their bodies together, her hands reaching around to the blonde's lower back and pulling her closer. The kiss turned heated almost instantly, Emma groaning into her mouth as her hand hit the bare skin of Regina's thigh. Regina lifted her right leg and wrapped it around Emma's calf, hips rolling when Emma's palm began stroking up and down her outer thigh.

"This okay?" Emma asked. Her hand had been here before, but Regina had been wearing clothes.

"Yes, yes. Touch me, Emma."

It felt so good to have Emma's hand on her skin, her body lighting up everywhere Emma touched. Her skin burned deliciously, and Regina quickly began squirming, her hips rocking, as her libido was ignited once again.

Emma groaned at Regina's encouragement, her words hitting her right between her legs. She pressed her palm up and down Regina's impossibly soft skin, fingers grazing along the back of Regina's thighs, thoroughly enjoying the sounds her touch elicited. Emma pressed their lips together again. She needed to taste her.

Regina whimpered when Emma's warm tongue dove into her mouth, her fingers stroking up and down her thigh and causing Regina's hips to rock in response. Emma firmly took control of the kiss, Regina unable to focus on anything but just how good Emma's touch felt. Emma's fingers moved up and dug into her hip hard enough that she was sure it'd leave marks, but Regina didn't care. All she cared about was more. Kissing Emma more firmly, feeling more of their bodies pressed together, getting more of Emma's skin pressed against her own.

Regina's head was spinning at the way Emma was making her feel. She couldn't get enough. The hardness from earlier started to return, Regina's dick slowly responding yet again as Emma's touch making her need. Emma felt so good.

Regina's cock twitched as Emma shifted even closer, Emma's pyjama shorts riding up as she moved, bare thigh hovering between Regina's legs. Regina could feel the heat of Emma's skin so close to where she was half-hard, and she dug her fingers into Emma's back as she fought against the overwhelming urge to rock up against Emma's leg. The only thing keeping Emma's thigh from Regina's pulsating cock was a few inches of space and Regina's silky underwear, and it was becoming increasingly difficult to keep control of herself.

Regina wanted nothing more than to yank Emma's hips down, the knowledge that there was so little between her aching member and the relief of feeling Emma's thigh between her legs was swirling over and over in her mind. Her mind obsessed over it, over the fact that all she needed to do was thrust up and she'd feel Emma against her, feel the heat and pressure and weight of her, and it caused Regina to groan into Emma's mouth. Then Emma's tongue was stroking against her own, and Regina nearly came right then and there.

Emma, for her part, couldn't think. She was barely coping with how aroused she was at feeling Regina pressed into her, the woman's strong fingers pushing into her spine, digging almost uncomfortable at her skin. She could feel heat radiating against her thigh, the heat coming from between Regina's legs, and she could feel the way Regina's thighs trembled with need. She knew Regina was hard, knew she was throbbing. Emma kept her lower body away, not wanting to push, but her clit twitched in sympathy, wishing for nothing more than to be able to relieve that ache for her girlfriend. Emma desperately wanted to move forward, wanted to press up into her, but she held back, waiting for Regina to make the first move. If she wanted to. If she was ready. Because Emma was more than ready, wanting to grind her clit against the stiff cock between Regina's legs.

Emma ripped her mouth away so she could breathe, and possibly give herself a second to think. She wasted no time in moving her mouth to Regina's throat, lips latching on, teeth worrying her skin, wondering if it would be okay to ask Regina if she wanted more, or if that would make the woman feel pressured to agree. Would she even be thinking clearly? Emma knew Regina was turned on, her body was screaming at her to touch her, the signs were all there, but was Regina's mind at the same place? Was this too much?

"Are you okay?" Emma asked, kissing behind Regina's ear, licking the delicate skin there.

Regina gasped loudly, whimpering, fingers burying themselves in Emma's hair to hold her in place. The spot Emma had just found was unbelievably sensitive, and it felt incredible to have her touch there.

"Yes! Yes. Oh, Emma, right there." Regina groaned, a bolt of pleasure shooting down between her thighs. "I'm okay. Are you okay?"

Emma nodded, licking and sucking on the spot Regina seemed to like.

"Good," Regina breathed.

Regina panted against Emma, her nipples tight, her stomach clenched. God, she was on fire with the things Emma was doing to her.

"Emma, I'm so hard. You feel wonderful."

"Fuck, Regina," Emma gasped, surging up to kiss the other woman.

Regina moved her hands down, opening her mouth again, grabbing Emma's ass as she pulled the woman against her body.

"Touch me," Regina begged against her lips, grabbing the back of Emma's leg.

Finally Emma's thigh connected where they both wanted it, Regina ripping her mouth away to moan loudly, Emma's hips bucking in response to the noise. She moved to straddle Regina's other thigh, letting out her own groan as delicious pressure was placed against her aching clit.

"Emma, please."

Emma nodded, pressing against her again, her fingers roaming up and down for a moment before they finally stopped to grip the back of Regina's thigh. Regina's skin was unbelievably soft and Emma splayed her hands to cover as much surface area as possible.

Regina's nipples tightened as Emma's tongue roved over every inch of her mouth, her eyes squeezed shut as her hips bucked hard against Emma's thigh, encouraged by Emma, who yanked up on her leg while also pressing her clit into Regina's leg.

The contact felt amazing, and Regina spread her thighs wider in order to get more contact against her needy dick. She writhed against the mattress, her back arching as she ground against Emma's leg, the contact making her climb higher and higher with every roll of her hips. She made sure to rock in a way that provided Emma pleasure as well, Regina's head swimming with just how good it felt between her legs. Emma's mouth was not helping, either.

Regina's mind was going crazy with the thought Emma's tongue between her legs, licking and sucking at her throbbing flesh, bobbing on her cock. Her hips jerked at the image, a moan falling from her lips as her pulsating shaft rubbed against Emma's thigh, the barrier of her underwear doing nothing to lessen the delicious contact. She wanted Emma so badly, and her body was desperate for her. She rocked against Emma's thigh and moaned into her mouth as she clawed at her back, wanting her closer.

Emma pulled back for a second, Regina groaning in protest. Emma pulled away despite her girlfriend's objections, looking down into lust-filled dark brown eyes, biting back her own response to just how fucking sexy her girlfriend looked in that moment. Emma needed to check in with Regina because she could hear her moans growing, she had observed the way her movements became more frantic and Emma knew what that meant. Regina was close, and Emma wasn't sure how her girlfriend felt about them going that far tonight.

"This okay?"

"It's perfect," Regina soothed, looking intently at Emma, reaching up to gently stroke her cheek. "This is perfect."

"Are you sure?" Emma panted.

"I'm very sure, Emma."

"It's just… How far- how much do you want to do tonight?"

Regina smiled softly at her, cupping her cheeks with both hands and craning up to kiss her gently before pulling away and looking Emma in the eyes. The way Emma cared for her, it made Regina want her even more desperately.

"Let's see where the night takes us. I'm feeling very aroused, and very content right now. I feel safe with you. I'd like to continue to explore this with you, if you feel similarly?"

Emma nodded.

"I don't want to go too far, Regina. I'm afraid you'll regret-" Emma hesitated. "I don't want you to feel pressured or to have regrets."

"I don't feel pressured, at all. And I won't regret anything, Emma. I never could. Not with you. Although," Regina bit her lip, smiling at her. She hated herself for saying this, but God, she also loved to tease Emma. "If we waited until this weekend, we'd have much more time together. We could do… more."

Emma groaned, dropping her forehead to Regina's shoulder.

"Are you ready for more?"

Regina took a deep breath to calm herself and to think more clearly.

"I believe so. I've been… I've been thinking about more with you for some time, Emma."

"Fucking hell, Regina."

Regina gave a soft laugh, kissing Emma's cheek, thoroughly enjoying the way the woman felt, sprawled over her body.

"Are you ready, Emma? It's not just about me. How do you feel?"

"Really fucking horny."

Regina laughed again.

"Seriously," Regina responded, poking her in the side.

Emma kissed her collarbone in repentance.

"I'm okay. Great. Really good. I uh- I've been thinking about it as well. How badly I want to make love. Once you're ready. Because I am. I know I'm safe with you, so I want to, I want you inside of me, whenever we're both ready."

Regina's stomach clenched at Emma's confession. She also really, desperately wanted to make love to Emma, and hearing that she wanted to as well, it made Regina's insides heat. And the thought of being inside of Emma… God.

Regina squeezed Emma closer, trying desperately not to think about that any further.

"Shall we be masochists and say that tonight, we keep our clothes on and simply kiss… explore a little. And then this weekend…"

"We make a naked date?"

Regina giggled into her shoulder.

"A naked date?"

"Mmm," Emma confirmed, kissing her throat. "A date where I get naked. You get naked. And I see how loud I can make you scream."

Regina's stomach tightened, a bolt of desire shooting straight between her legs. She nodded eagerly.

"Fuck, Emma."

"This weekend," Emma promised, moving back to press her lips to Regina's.

Regina's stomach dropped at Emma's words, her hips canting at air. Emma took the hint and pressed her thigh against her once again. Regina's head dropped onto the pillow, a moan ripped from her lips as Emma pulled back and rocked forward, then repeated the motion over and over until Regina was panting, hips bucking wildly. Regina was tormented by pleasure, her whole body on fire with what Emma was doing to her. Her nipples scraped against the fabric of her nightgown and the feeling sent even more pleasure coursing through her body.

"Fuck, you are so beautiful, Regina," Emma groaned, pressing her lips to the woman's throat. "You look so fucking good rocking against my thigh."

A ripple of pleasure coursed through her body at Emma's words, her nipples tightening as she realised Emma was watching her rut against her thigh. It turned her on to know that Emma was watching her.

Regina gasped when a warm tongue licked across her collar bone, hands coming up and diving into Emma's blonde locks, keeping her in place. Regina could feel herself climbing. She could feel herself pulsate. And it was all because of Emma.

Emma looked up, her eyes meeting Regina's, both women seeing the arousal in the other's eyes. They moved forward at the same time, lips meeting in the middle as they resumed their earlier kissing.

Regina's hips began rocking more fervently, her kisses turning more greedy, her roaming hands more frantic. She was getting closer, she knew. She could feel it. Her erection ached with it, her hips rocking as she began that familiar journey towards climax. Emma's tongue against her own was driving her mad with desire, her mind returning to the image of Emma between her legs, that mouth sucking relentlessly, refusing to let up. The knowledge that this weekend, this weekend she'd get to feel that-

Regina cried out, instantly stilling.

"Emma, please. We have to stop. If we don't, I'll-I'll-"

Emma groaned. She absolutely did not want to stop, but if Regina wanted to, she would.

"If you need to stop because you're not ready, we'll stop right now. But I swear Regina, if you're stopping on my account, don't. Please. I want to watch you come."

Regina's thighs trembled as she looked into Emma's eyes. She was aching, and she was seconds away from coming. She wanted to, desperately, and when she saw the desire in Emma's eyes, as well as the love and safety in them, Regina nodded. She knew she wanted this.

"I'm loud, Emma. I'm not very good at being quiet."

Emma grinned.

"Neither am I."

"Okay. Okay, that's good to know. But please kiss me or else-"

Emma instantly launched forward, twisting them so she was on her back, Regina above her. Emma spread her legs wide, groaning loudly when Regina's rock hard cock finally pressed against her wetness. It made her head spin, even through their pyjamas.

"Take what you need, baby. Come."

Regina immediately began a rough rocking of her hips, her tongue diving into Emma's mouth, chasing her orgasm as she rubbed herself between Emma's legs. She was not going to last long, the heat emanating from between Emma's thighs warming her aching member and instantly propelling her higher.

Regina experimented, biting her tongue as she searched for a rhythm that Emma liked. Regina wanted to come. God, she fucking needed to come, but she wouldn't before Emma. Not before Emma did first.

Emma's thighs shook as her hands gripped Regina's hips tightly, the woman suddenly shifting and taking control of her body. Her back arched as Regina rocked between her legs, shifting, probing, trying different speeds and thrusts until Emma cried out with pleasure when Regina's cock stroked directly along the length of her straining clit.

Emma's toes curled as she began twisting, shaking, her body vibrating as her muscles tensed. It was so good, so fucking perfect, the feel of Regina's body against her, Regina's stiffness between her legs, rubbing against her clit. Emma knew Regina could feel her wetness, flowing in abundance between her legs, and that turned her on even more. She hovered on the edge, so close, her body wound tight.

Regina ripped her mouth away and moved to Emma's ear. She needed Emma to finish because Regina wasn't sure she could hold off much longer.

"Come for me, Emma," she demanded before moving back to dive her tongue into Emma's mouth.

Emma screamed. Her eyes squeezed shut as she was hurled off the precipice, pleasure exploding through her body, lights bursting beneath her eyelids, every muscle clenched tight as Regina rocked between her legs, refusing to let up, prolonging her orgasm. Regina's tongue roughly stroked against her own, the sensation shooting right between Emma's legs, causing her to scream louder against Regina's lips.

Emma's head was spinning as she rode wave after wave of pure bliss, her lungs desperate for her to take a breath, but she was paralysed by pleasure. Regina's hand had her hip in a vice grip, and the sheer strength would have shocked her if she weren't so distracted.

It took a minute for Emma to finally start coming down from her orgasm. She ripped her mouth away and heaved as she gulped in oxygen, but Regina refused to let go, continuing to thrust between her legs, demanding more.

"Christ, Regina. How can you- God. I thought you needed to come."

"I do," Regina panted, clenching her teeth together in an effort to stave off the orgasm clawing at her pelvis. She desperately needed release, but not yet. "You're going to come again first."

This unexpected twist in Regina's behaviour, the way she took control of Emma's body, turned Emma on beyond belief. Wetness seeped from her core as she watched Regina above her, crying out again as she began to peak a second time, Regina slamming their lips together when she grew louder.

Emma's heels scrambled for purchase on the bed as she climbed again, digging into the sheets and using the leverage she gained to fuck herself against Regina's firm member. She whimpered and rocked her hips, her hands grabbing Regina's ass and encouraging her as she pressed between her legs.

"Regina," Emma moaned, "Regina. I'm going to come again. I'm so wet, sweetheart. Can you feel what you do to me?"

Regina nodded eagerly, panting. Fuck, she so hard. So fucking hard. And Emma was so sexy. She desperately wanted to move down and lick Emma to orgasm, wanted her to come against her tongue, in her mouth. This weekend, she promised herself. She was definitely going to do that this weekend. Repeatedly.

For now though, Regina moved down and latched her mouth to Emma's neck, nipping and sucking as she moved, trying desperately to catch her breath.

"I want to taste you so badly, Emma. This weekend, I'm going to lick you until you scream for me. I'm going to suck on your clit-"

Emma's back arched again, wetness flooding between her legs at Regina's vow. She was quickly brought to the edge by Regina's words, by the sound of her voice.

"I'm going to suck on your clit and I'm going to shove my fingers as deep inside of you as I can. Then I'm going to fuck you over and over again, until you beg me to stop."

Emma came hard when Regina connected their lips again, their tongues meeting in her mouth. Emma cried out against her lips, her hips trying desperately to get both closer and further from Regina, but Regina refused to break their contact. She pressed Emma into the mattress, pinning her to the bed as she rocked and bucked into her, forcing more and more pleasure from between her legs as Emma cried out into their kiss.

Regina was vibrating, her head shaking back and forth as she lost herself in Emma. It felt so fucking good, so fucking good to grind her cock into Emma's pussy, to touch her like this even through the barriers of their clothing. She didn't want to come, yet. She wanted to feel this forever, but she was sweating, panting, aching. It was starting to hurt with how badly she needed to explode.

"Emma, I'm going- I can't hold off any longer. I- God, I need to come. Do you have something, anything? A cloth, I-"

"Come on me, Regina. Come on me. Anywhere. I want it. Please, baby."

That was it. Those words caused Regina to lose all control of her body. Regina cried out, scream cut off by Emma's lips pressing firmly against her lips. She rutted hard against Emma's pussy, feeling her orgasm claw at her belly before it made its way down between her legs. She felt herself get stone hard a second before she peaked, cum bursting from her cock and into her panties.

"Yes," Emma murmured against her lips, nodding her head. "More, Regina."

Regina mewled as she rubbed herself between Emma's legs, body spasming as her cock gave another spurt of cum, finally emptying itself. Regina fell forward, panting, landing directly on top of Emma.

Emma slid her hands up Regina's sweaty back, pushing away the damp locks from her lover's face.

"You are so beautiful, Regina."

Regina smiled as she fought to catch her breath, taking a moment to calm down before reluctantly pulling away. Her underwear were sticking to her uncomfortably, and she was sure that Emma needed cleaning up as well.

Regina slipped out of bed, wincing at the feeling of her cum-filled panties. She looked down at Emma, who looked absolutely ravaged. She chuckled at Emma's appearance, biting down on her lower lip when she looked between Emma's legs. She was wet, a damp spot clearly visible on her pyjama bottoms.

"Like what you see?" Emma asked, entirely unashamed.

"Mhmm. But I need to change my underwear, and it seems you do, too."

Emma grinned, rolling out of bed and pinning Regina to the wall, kissing her hard.

"Okay. But just so you know, I can't wait until this weekend, when all of that," Emma said pointing to Regina's underwear, "is inside of me instead of inside of your underwear."

With that, Emma pecked Regina on the lips and happily headed to the bathroom.