Six Weeks Later…

Regina wiped her hands on the white dishtowel before turning to look back at Henry who was hunched over a bowl of cereal at the island counter and going over his math homework that was due that morning. Regina placed the dishtowel on the counter before reaching for her cup of coffee, smiling a little before she took a sip.

"Are you driving me this morning, Mom?"

"Would you like me to?"

"It's not too cold out and Grace kind of wanted me to walk with her to school today."

"Oh?" Regina asked with an eyebrow raised. "Just as you have been almost every day for the past several weeks?"

"Yeah," Henry mumbled under his breath, colour rising in his cheeks. "It's okay if I walk with her again today?"

"Of course, dear," Regina replied. "Just make sure you aren't late."

"That only happened last Thursday because Grace forgot her science book and we went back to get it," he said and he frowned deeply. "No other reason!"

"I wasn't suggesting that there was," Regina replied and she hid her knowing smile behind her mug.

She had caught Henry and Grace kissing more than a handful of times over the weeks when she was on her way to the office and happened to take the same route they walked to the school. She hadn't let him know she'd seen that because he was already embarrassed enough as it was after telling her that Grace was his girlfriend. They never talked about it, but Regina's mind was in constant worry, especially after she had discovered the small box of condoms Henry had hidden in the bottom of his sock drawer after she'd put his laundry away just that past weekend.

"I might not be home until dinner," Henry said before he cleared away his empty bowl, rinsing it in the sink before putting it away in the dishwasher. "Grace and I are going to go to Granny's with a few of our friends after school."

"That sounds like fun," Regina said with a smile. "Just be home for six."

"I will."

"Unless," she said, pausing as Henry turned to look at her with wide eyes. "Unless you decide to eat at Granny's then I expect you home no later than nine. If you have homework, I want you home at eight."

"Okay, Mom."

Regina glanced at the clock on the stove and motioned notably that he needed to get going. After Henry gave her a quick hug and a small kiss to the cheek, he was off and she barely blinked until she heard the front door slam shut behind him.

She sipped from her mug before she walked out of the kitchen and headed into her study. She wasn't planning on going to the office that day at all since Thursday's had been the day she stayed at home and only took calls of utmost importance. She sat at her desk and booted up her computer, sipping her coffee slowly as she waited. She checked her private line for any messages, but it was still early yet and there hadn't been any calls so far.

Regina checked through her emails and then her schedule for the following day, making a few little changes that she forwarded to her assistant immediately. She returned to the kitchen for her second cup of coffee and by the time she sat back down at her desk, she had confirmation from her assistant to cancel her meetings the following day and only to forward calls that met certain expectations of importance.

She spent the better part of an hour replying to emails before she shut the computer down and took her empty mug into the kitchen. Just as she grabbed a clean mug from the cupboard, the doorbell rang. With a roll of her eyes, she headed to the front door and opened it, not surprised in the least to find David standing there on her front porch.

"Good morning, Regina," he said with a smile.

"Good morning, David," she replied with a smile of her own. "What do I owe the pleasure of having you on my doorstep at nine in the morning?"

"I was in the area," David said with a nonchalant shrug. "Did Henry walk with Grace again to school this morning?"

"Of course he did."

"Of course," David chuckled and he scratched at the side of his cheek, his facial hair growing out more than Snow normally allowed him to. "Snow mentioned that you found them. I should've told you before you did."

"You bought them for him?" Regina asked and David subtly shook his head no with a shrug of his shoulders. "It is a yes or no question, Charming."

"He asked me," he said quietly. "He's not having sex, Regina, if that's what you're worried about. He said he just wanted to be prepared."

"I know. I—I was a bit startled when I found them. It wasn't intentional, mind you, but I was still put in a place that I—"

"Haven't been prepared for. I know. I told you before I am here for you, Regina. I may not have raised a teenager before nor have I been one in this world, but I am still here for you. And Henry."

"Would you like to come in for a cup of coffee?"

"No," David said with a shake of his head. "I should get back out on patrol. Oh, one more thing, is Sunday still all right with you?"

"It's fine. I'll give Snow a call later to confirm. I've been a little busy lately and it just happened to slip my mind. We would love to come over for dinner."

"Wonderful."

"Have a good day, Sheriff," Regina said sweetly and he gave her a curt nod with a similar smile before he turned on his heels and headed down the front walkway.

Regina shut and locked the front door before returning to the kitchen. She poured the coffee into the clean mug and scrunched up her face a little when she added the four spoons of sugar and the vanilla flavoured creamer. She placed the spoon in the sink and carried the mug carefully up the stairs.

Her first stop is quick, just a glance into Henry's room to make sure that he had made his bed that morning and he had. Her second stop is just as quick when she finds the guest bed empty and the sheets mussed up. With a sigh, she walked down the hall to her own bedroom and eased open the closed door. The drapes were drawn shut, keeping out the morning sunlight and her bed was anything but empty as she had left it more than an hour before. She stepped inside the room with a soft sigh and placed the mug of hot coffee down on the bedside table.

She quietly shut the door and pulled off her robe, smoothing her hands over her silk pajama's before she lifted the sheets and slipped into the warmth of the bed. She closed her eyes as she laid her head down on the pillow and she couldn't help but smile when she felt herself being pulled into a warm embrace.

"You know our arrangement, and you promised to honour it," Regina said quietly. "We don't sleep in the same bed until we tell Henry about us."

"I know," Emma whispered huskily into her neck. "It's just that your bed is so much more comfortable and I was kind of hoping you'd come back to bed. I know you're off today."

Regina sighed and moved her arms to wrap them around Emma. She had to bite back the moan that nearly slipped out when her hands found nothing but bare skin. She ran her hands along the small of Emma's back and her fingers trailed along the hem of her panties. She let out a soft, subtle sigh of relief that Emma hadn't crawled into her bed completely nude.

"What exactly were your intentions, Swan?" Regina asked teasingly.

"I was hoping we could sleep in. Together."

With a wave of her hand, the drapes parted and enveloped the room in the soft morning light, light that resembled the same light as their shared dreams. "Is that right?"

"Did you have to do that?" Emma groaned and she buried her face into the side of Regina's neck. "I'm so tired, Regina."

"You've been doing nothing but sleep most days," she gently reminded her. "Are you having nightmares again, Emma?"

"Not as bad as they were a few weeks ago."

She knew, if anything, that was all she'd get out of Emma until she was ready to talk to her about the nature of her nightmares. Although she had an idea, she also wasn't willing to speculate just what they were. Emma needed time, and time she was giving her, especially since their return to Storybrooke that had changed their lives forever.

Emma had been dead for a handful of minutes, but those few minutes had felt like a lifetime to Regina. She still could remember how broken she felt inside when she realized that they had failed. They failed to save her because she hadn't been strong enough to fight to stay alive during the spell to remove the Dark One's essence from inside her own soul.

Even David knew and believed that True Love's kiss would save Emma. He believed in it more than she did in the moments leading up to that very kiss that changed everything. It was a moment she often thought about, but didn't talk about with Emma after the first and only time she explained to her what had happened. She dreamt of that moment more times that she could count and it was always the very first thought on her mind and one that lingered always throughout each day.

"Come back to me," she whispered so softly as she ducked her head down and pressed her lips to Emma's gently. "Emma, come back to me. I love you…"

Everything was still and even the wind had stopped blowing as the soft rustle of the leaves on the trees had quieted down. Regina's heart was thumping hard in her chest and she shook her head and blinked past the tears that had welled up in her eyes. Emma lay as still as she had been before, but something inside of Regina urged her to try again, to kiss her again. She trembled and it was the gut-wrenching sobs that came from Snow that pulled her out of the fog she had slipped into.

"Please," she murmured quietly. "Come back to me, Emma."

She took a deep breath and searched for that feeling deep inside her broken heart, the light and the love she felt for the woman lying still beneath her. She had to hold on to the belief that what they had as real and true. She pressed her lips to Emma's once more as the tears slid past her tightly clenched eyelids and she lingered, not wanting to pull back, hoping and willing for the power of True Love to save her, to bring her back to life.

Each second that passed in that moment felt like an eternity, but then she felt it, the most powerful feeling she had ever felt before, even more so than when she had experienced the first time years ago when she had kissed Henry's forehead to bring back all of his memories, breaking the curse he had been under that made him forget.

It was the collective gasp that came from everyone around them that caused her to open her eyes and pull back away from Emma suddenly. She watched with bated breath as Emma's eyes fluttered open and she took a deep breath, gasping as she reached up to place her hands on Regina's shoulders.

"Emma."

"Hi," Emma whispered.

"Hi," Regina whispered back.

Despite the fact her knees hurt from kneeling on the rough asphalt, she just smiled down at Emma and allowed herself to be pulled back in for another kiss, one that was not one sided and one that left her breathless. Regina rises from the ground first and with a hand outstretched down to Emma, she helped her up to her feet and she was taken back by the fact that Emma's arms immediately wrapped around her, holding her tight.

The fact that they had an audience was brought back to her attention the moment she felt two other sets of arms wrap around them both. Regina had felt, in that moment, that she was intruding on something far too personal for her to be a part of, but Emma's held her tightly and nuzzled her nose against her neck, her breath hot against her skin.

"I knew you could do it," David whispered as he lifted his head from her shoulder to look into her eyes. "I knew, I just hoped you believed in it yourself."

"Thank you," Regina whispered and in the moments that followed, the embrace ended and she found herself facing Snow White. "I—I don't know what to say," she said when she noticed the intense look of scrutiny in her eyes. "Snow, I—"

"I'm just so very grateful that you saved her, Regina," she said quietly. "Thank you, Regina." Regina just smiled and watched Snow reel back to face her husband. "David, how long have you known?"

"A little while."

"And you didn't tell me!"

"It wasn't my place to say," David replied. "But," he paused as he looked over at Regina and then at Emma before he continued, "I think you knew too. I think you've always known, Snow."

"I can't believe you didn't tell me!"

"What happened?" Emma asked Regina and she placed a hand on the small of her back, which caused Regina to lean in to her touch and to turn to look at her. "What happened, Regina? Is it gone?"

"Can you feel it anymore?"

"No," Emma said with a shake of her head. "I don't."

"I—I didn't save you, Emma."

"You did," Emma smiled. "You brought me back. I was gone, but you brought me back. How did you do it, Regina?"

Regina could feel all eyes on her and she wet her suddenly dry lips before she allowed herself to truly look at Emma. "I—"

"Perhaps you two should speak about this alone," Snow interrupted and with a small yet knowing smile, she took her husband's hand in her own and led him away.

The others began to disband, the fairies already magically transporting themselves back to the convent, one by one. The dwarves, after expressing their gratitude to Regina for saving Emma, piled into Sneezy's van and they were off without another word.

"Regina?" Emma asked as she reached for her hand. "What happened? How did you bring me back? Magic?"

"Not exactly," Regina whispered. "I kissed you."

"You kissed me?"

Regina nodded and pressed her lips together tightly, allowing Emma a few moments just to catch up and when she did, her eyes went wide and she gasped quietly before she gave Regina's hand a tight squeeze.

"It worked?" Emma asked, her voice cracking under the emotions she no doubt was experiencing just as Regina was. "You brought me back with True Love's kiss?"

"Yes."

"Does that mean—"

"I am not sure what it means right now, Emma, but perhaps we can take some time to figure it all out."

"Okay," Emma replied without hesitation. "What are we going to tell Henry?"

"I don't know," Regina said and she let out a deflated sigh. "Perhaps we should figure out things on our own before we tell him anything at all."

"Okay, but he's a smart kid, he'll figure it out before we tell him."

Regina laughed, knowing how true that possibly was, but she let go of Emma's hand and motioned over to the car. "Let's worry about that when the time comes."

They didn't talk much more about things that night, not even when they glossed over some of the details of the spell the fairies had used to extract the Dark One's essence and destroy it and the dagger completely. Henry had been satisfied with what he had been told and it was he who asked—begged—Regina to let Emma stay with them that night. It was how their arrangement came into place, with Regina having Emma promise to stay only in the guest room if she was staying at the house with them. Even knowing that everything had changed between them, with what happened in New York City and at the town line, they still had a long way to go and a lot to figure out along the way.

For six weeks, Emma stayed at the house most nights and she was there most days as well, hiding away in the guest bedroom and curled up in the bed, sleeping for hours on an end before she was urged out of bed to eat, to shower, sometimes even just to join Regina in the study for a drink or two. It was three weeks before Regina allowed Emma to kiss her, and she had tried many times to in the days leading up to that first kiss since she had brought Emma back to life. Back to her.

Regina knew she wanted more than what they had, but she was afraid for many reasons. She didn't want to rush anything with Emma because she knew how delicate her emotions were. While the Dark One was no longer a part of her, the memories were and she knew those memories were very much a part of her nightmares she struggled with night after night. She wanted things to be easy between them, thinking that they should be because she had brought her back to life with True Love's kiss, but nothing was ever easy in either of their lives, their relationship now included in that equation.

Emma had certainly not been shy in voicing that she wanted more, that she wanted to pursue their relationship officially. In those rare moments that Regina allowed herself to indulge in kissing Emma, things had grown heated fairly quickly and she had put a stop to it almost immediately each time.

Regina shifted slightly in Emma's embrace and she closed her eyes as Emma's lips ghosted over her neck lightly. Her own hands trailed over Emma's back and stopped to where her tank top had bunched up and she smoothed the soft material back down gently. Emma nuzzled her nose into her neck and kissed along her pulse point, her hand moving from her hip and up her arm, over her shoulder until she stopped at the curve of her neck.

"I thought you wanted to sleep in," Regina murmured and it elicited a throaty laugh past Emma's lips. "Emma?"

"Hmm?" Emma leaned back just enough to look into Regina's eyes as her fingers traced over the collar of her pajama shirt. When her fingers reached the first button, she tugged at it gently and when Regina didn't stop her, she unbuttoned it slowly. "Regina," she murmured. "I want to kiss you."

"Kiss me."

"Are you going to stop me again?" Emma asked timidly. "Regina?"

"No."

"I want to move forward with you," she continued and Regina nodded, wanting the same thing despite her fears of what will happen when they did take that next step. "God, I can't stop thinking about that last night in New York," she whispered. "I know we were going too fast—"

"I'm afraid," Regina admitted, cutting her off and Emma just stared at her curiously.

"Afraid of what?"

"Of allowing myself to be with you," she replied.

"Are you afraid of being intimate with me?"

"Amongst other things."

"You don't need to be," Emma smiled. "In case you have forgotten already, I'm in love with you too. You don't need to be afraid, Regina. I know this is something so very new for you, but…"

"But?"

Emma inhaled sharply and a slight blush crept over her cheeks. "If you knew how wet you make me when you kiss me…" She trailed off and moved the hand that was lingering on the second button to place it over Regina's hand that was resting on her hip. She could feel Emma tremble as she just traced her fingers over hers. "Nobody has ever made me feel the way that you do even when you just touch me or look at me."

"How do I make you feel, Emma?"

"Whole." Emma kissed her softly, their lips lingering just for a moment. "Loved." She kissed her again, nipping playfully at her top lip. "Horny."

Regina rolled her eyes and chuckled lowly. "I knew there was another reason why you were in my bed this morning," she said quietly and Emma smirked before dipping her head down to capture Regina's lips once more.

"I swear," she whispered breathlessly against Regina's lips. "My intentions were completely that of the innocent kind."

"I don't believe that for a second."

"Can I kiss you?"

"Aren't you already doing that?" Regina asked in between light kisses they shared back and forth.

Emma shook her head before moving to lay on top of her and she trailed her lips along her jaw and to her ear. "I want to kiss you everywhere."

Regina couldn't stop the moan that escaped past her lips just as Emma brought their lips together in another kiss, this one far more heated and filled with heady passion. Regina pressed a hand to Emma's lower back, pulling her flush down against her as the kiss deepened and Emma's hips started to subtly move against hers.

As Emma's tongue teased over her own, Regina found the fear of being intimate with her slipping away and her hands grew bolder, more confident as she slid them down over the curve of her ass that her panties barely covered and took the sheets down with them. She gripped tightly on to the pliable flesh, eliciting a moan past Emma's lips that fluttered through her entire body.

Emma straddled her hips and moved her lips down over the column of Regina's neck. She had one hand on the mattress beside Regina's shoulder and the other was trailing lightly over the second button of her shirt. Regina moaned and grasped at Emma's hips before sliding her hands under her shirt and raked her nails over her skin. She could feel the heat coming from Emma's cunt as she rolled her hips down against her lower abdomen. She moved her hands back down to grasp at Emma's ass, pulling her harder against her.

"Can I?" Emma murmured against her skin just below her collarbone and Regina nodded wordlessly as her fingers slipped under the edge of the tight panties. "If you want to stop, tell me. Just say the word and we'll stop."

"Okay."

Emma smiled before she shifted her body down a little and placed a knee between Regina's legs when she spread them just a little. Emma traced a finger over the skin that was already exposed before unbuttoning the second button and she moved to kiss along her skin lightly. With every button she undid, she placed a kiss upon her skin, her fingertips grazing but never wandering far. She moved lower, slowly, stopping when she reached the very last button and placed a lingering kiss just below her navel. She leaned back and with both hands, she parted the silk shirt, exposing Regina's top half to the slight chill that hung in the air and to Emma's hungry, lust-filled eyes.

Regina's eyes slid shut when she felt Emma's tongue laving over her skin, slowly making the ascent up her abdomen and towards her breasts. Regina moved her hands into Emma's hair, threading her fingers through the softness of it as Emma began to pepper light, open-mouthed kisses along the valley between her breasts.

She only opened her eyes when Emma moved to kiss the tip of her nose and she smiled up at her before lovingly stroking her fingers over her cheeks. Emma said not a word as she moved to press her lips to her forehead and moved down to kiss along her neck while easing her out of her shirt completely. Her lips trailed over one shoulder and then the other, before she haphazardly tossed the shirt to the floor.

Emma hadn't been kidding when she said she wanted to kiss her everywhere, because she took her time, kissing down along one arm and stopping to place a lingering kiss to the palm of her hand before moving to the other to repeat the same action. Regina stopped her and pulled her back in for another kiss, one that quickly became hungry and desperate with need. Regina smoothed her hands down Emma's back and grasped at the hem of her tank top, bunching it tightly with both hands as they began to grind against one another.

Emma moaned as they broke away from their heated kiss and she licked over her lips, humming softly before she leaned back and allowed Regina to pull her tank top up and over her head before she tossed it aside. She placed her hands on Emma's hips, her eyes drinking in every inch of skin on display in front of her. Any hesitation that had been there before had all but disappeared as Regina smoothed her hands up Emma's toned abs and up over the small curve of her breasts. She swiped her thumbs over Emma's hard and deliciously pink nipples before Emma ducked her head back down to kiss her once more.

Regina was forced to move her hands away and she slid them down her sides, drawing out a breathy moan past Emma's lips and along her own. Regina could feel the wetness pooling in her pajama bottoms and she knew there was no doubt that Emma could feel it too with every press of her thigh between her legs. She easily found Emma's right hand and guided down her body, wanting Emma to touch her, needing her to, no longer afraid of taking that next step at all.

"You make me wet too," Regina whispered huskily against her lips as they parted slightly from their kiss.

"Fuck," Emma trembled as Regina guided her hand between her legs. "Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"What about Henry?"

Regina groaned quietly. "He's at school," she muttered. "And I don't want to talk about our son right now. In fact, I don't want to talk at all."

"What do you want, Regina?"

"I want you to keep your promise of wanting to kiss me everywhere."

Emma moaned and she rubbed her fingers over Regina's cunt lightly, almost as if she were testing the waters still. Regina just lifted her hips and moaned at the touch, wanting more, wanting to feel her fingers fully against her and not just through the soaked fabric of her pajama pants.

Emma kissed her, her lips lingering just for a moment before she trailed her lips down her neck and along her collarbone. Her fingers stilled as she moved her lips to wrap around an erect nipple, eliciting a moan past Regina's lips. She arched into Emma's mouth, needing more, and Emma complied, sucking on her nipple hard enough to leave her treading the line between pain and pleasure.

Regina sighed out contently as Emma moved to lick and nip at her other nipple, her fingers stroking slowly over her clit and the friction from her soaked pants was only causing her to whimper out, her arousal heightening with every pass of Emma's fingers over her clit. She gripped at Emma's shoulders, her nails digging into her skin, and she wanted to beg her to slide her hand inside her pajama pants and to touch her fully without any barriers in between her fingers and her wet cunt.

She whimpered when Emma's hand moved away from between her legs and she focused solely on the feel of Emma's wet, warm lips trailing down her torso languidly and not at all on the constant throb of her clit that beat in time to her racing heart. She tried not to squirm when Emma placed a kiss just above the waistband of her pants and she inhaled deeply, holding her breath as Emma began to ease them down, her lips kissing along every inch of exposed skin ever so lightly.

She leaned up on her elbows to watch as Emma slowly removed her pants, kissing along the top of her thighs, alternating back and forth. She smiled up at Regina before placing a kiss on the top of one knee and then the other. She could feel Emma tremble slightly as she slid the pants down her calves and followed the path with her lips, each kiss lingering and light. She stopped when she reached her ankle, nipping playfully at the skin as she pulled the pants off of her completely.

Regina groaned in frustration as her arousal heightened with every kiss Emma placed along each leg, each one ascending higher until she parted her legs with a gentle push at both her knees. Regina bit her bottom lip and watched as Emma just drank in the sight of her spread open before her. She had never felt so vulnerable as she had in that very moment, but that feeling was fleeting the moment Emma moved to place a kiss on her inner right thigh as her fingers skirted over the soft, tender flesh of her bare pussy.

"Emma," Regina murmured as she teased a single finger over her throbbing clit.

"Hmm?" Emma placed another kiss to her left thigh, just mere inches away from where she wanted her lips the most. "I did promise to kiss you everywhere, Regina," she whispered and she could feel Emma's hot breath against her wetness. "And I plan to. Ever so slowly."

"Tease."

Emma smirked before taking a playful and teasing swipe at her cunt. "Hmm," she moaned and exhaled sharply before taking another taste of her.

Regina threw her head back against the pillow and moaned as Emma's mouth covered her pussy and her tongue teased along her slit languidly. She gripped at the sheets tightly and Emma slipped her legs over her shoulders and circled her clit with her tongue before sucking on it lightly, drawing out one moan after another past Regina's parted lips. From the vibrating moans that Regina could not only hear but feel, she knew Emma was thoroughly enjoying herself as she teased her with the tip of her tongue. While this had happened during their shared dream, it was far different than it had been then. This was real and Regina could feel the heat of Emma's tongue against her sensitive flesh and it turned her on to no end.

"Emma!" Regina cried out when she felt Emma slide her tongue inside her clenching hole. "Oh gods," she moaned as Emma used the pad of her thumb to circle over her clit, her tongue driving deep and fast inside of her relentlessly.

Regina had to resist the urge to sink her hands into Emma's hair and pull her harder against her cunt and she felt the sheets begin to tear as she gripped on to them even tighter so. She could feel her orgasm building deep inside of her, coursing its way through her body at a steady pace, building up until she was on the verge of coming undone within minutes.

She was shaking as she came and Emma held firm on to her thighs as she licked over her languidly, drawing out her orgasm. Regina cried out her name, over and over until she felt her body go slack and a delicious hum of pleasure flowed through every inch of her. She was smiling as Emma kissed her way up her body and settled on top of her, their lips meeting with ease and they kissed deeply, Regina tasting herself on Emma's lips and tongue for the first time. It only caused her to become more aroused, almost painfully so, and with a small snap of her fingers, she magicked Emma's panties away and felt her soft, smooth flesh against her own.

"That's cheating," Emma murmured. "Not that I'm complaining, but that's totally cheating."

"Says the tease."

"You loved it," Emma grinned against her lips.

"Yes," Regina chuckled and she stroked her fingers along Emma's back. "I most definitely did."

"Regina!" Emma gasped when Regina flipped them over, with a tiny bit of aid from her magic to make it happen with ease. "Regina," she murmured quietly and she moaned when Regina ground her cunt down against hers. "Are you still afraid?"

"A little."

"You won't do anything wrong," Emma whispered. "Kiss me?"

"Is that all you want?"

"What do you want, Regina?"

"You. I want to touch you," she admitted easily. "I want to kiss you, I want to…make love to you, and I want to watch you as you cum for me."

A sexy, low growl escaped past Emma's lips and Regina kissed her then, hard in wanting. Emma's hands fell to her hips and she guided her into a pace that had them both moaning and grasping at one another, needing and wanting to feel each other completely. Emma gasped and Regina pulled back in alarm, but that quickly passed when she saw nothing but pleasure rolling over Emma's soft features and she pressed her cunt harder against hers, watching her as her orgasm took over her suddenly.

"Gods, you are beautiful," Regina murmured, not stopping as she peppered Emma's face and lips with kisses. "So very beautiful."

"I love you," Emma sighed and she smiled as she raked her nails up and down Regina's back lightly. "I do. I love you."

"I love you too, darling."

"Where are you going?" Emma laughed when Regina moved to roll off of her. "Did you think we were done?"

"We're not?"

Emma shook her head and pulled her back on top of her. "Not at all. Not by a long shot."

"Is that right?"

"Oh you have no idea," Emma chuckled. "No idea what so ever."

"Then," Regina smirked as she slipped her hand between their bodies and down over Emma's slick pussy, teasing over her clit, "I definitely cannot wait to find out."

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It was late in the afternoon by the time the both collapsed on the bed side by side, their bodies sweaty and sticky and deliciously sore. They had taken one another, over and over again, and every time Regina grew more confident, further exploring every inch of Emma's body with not only her hands, but her lips, teeth and tongue. She had never been intimate in quite the way that they had, nor had she ever lost herself within another the way she did with Emma, over and over again.

"Mm," Emma smiled as she turned to lay on her stomach beside her and propped her head up on her hand. "God, Regina," she sighed and lifted her other hand to trace along the love bites she'd left behind on her breasts. "You are insatiable, aren't you?"

"Only with you."

"Regina," Emma smiled at her and splayed her palm flat against her abdomen. "When are we going to tell Henry?"

"About what happened that night or about us?"

"Both."

Regina sighed since this was not a conversation she had thought they'd have after making love the first time—and dozens more times after that. She turned to lay on her side, facing Emma and bringing their hands together in the small space between them.

"I'm not sure what to tell him about us, Emma," Regina admitted quietly. "How do we explain how we feel about one another to him?"

"He'll understand," Emma replied. "Just tell him the truth."

"What if he asks how long we've felt this way?" Regina asked. "What do we tell him then because it's all so very complicated, isn't it?"

"Why don't we just tell him it happened in New York?" Emma offered. "It's not exactly stretching the truth. It kind of really did happen there when you think about it."

"I do think about it," Regina smiled. "Often."

Emma leaned forward to kiss her lightly and pulled back with an adorable smile curling over her lips. "So?"

"So?"

"When are we going to tell him, Regina?"

"Soon," she replied softly. "Tonight, perhaps, when he comes home. I think he has a date with Grace, but he didn't call it that. I think he's a bit embarrassed to admit he's going out on a date with her."

"We should do that too," Emma said. "Go out on another date."

"In Storybrooke?" Regina raised an eyebrow. "Won't the people in this town absolutely love to see that. Why not give them something more to gossip about?"

"Regina—"

"I want our time together to be private, Emma. I want to be able to hold your hand and kiss you without anyone watching. I want many things, things that some people in this town believe that I truly do not deserve at all."

"They're wrong, you know," she whispered. "You deserve everything, you deserve happiness, and if I can give you that happiness, well fuck what anyone else thinks."

"As eloquent as always, darling," Regina replied with a small chuckle. "And you do make me happy, happier than I ever though anyone ever would. When you sacrificed yourself to save me, I knew I had to do anything that I could to save you. After I saw what you had become, I thought I was going to lose you, Emma, and at that point I had nothing left to lose. I was wrong. I had everything to lose and I don't ever want to lose you."

"You won't," Emma promised as she kissed her soundly. "You won't lose me, Regina. Not ever."

"Not ever, hmm?"

"Nope," Emma grinned. "I'm afraid you're stuck with me now."

"Is that right?"

Emma nodded and moved to straddle her hips. "Yes, and after we tell Henry, I'm never sleeping in the guest bedroom again."

"Oh you think that is how it is going to work now, do you?"

"Yes, because I know you miss it. I know you miss sleeping in the same bed. You can deny it all that you want to, Gina, but I know that week we spent in New York was the first time you ever slept throughout the night every single night."

"And as I suspect, after today, there won't be much sleeping involved for much of the night for the next long while."

Regina loved the way that Emma laughed just before she kissed her thoroughly. She loved the way she flicked her tongue at her top lip in between those deep, lingering kisses that always left her wanting more. But the thing she loved move was how happy she felt, especially in those moments when all they did was simply look at one another.

They still had such a very long way to go, together and on their own. Emma would always be battling the darkness that lingered behind just as she would always battle her own inner demons and her past. Yet, with everything they had gone through, especially in the last couple of months, Regina had a feeling that they would get through just about anything together. They were, after all, stronger together and their past was proof of that.

The next step they had to take was to tell their son of their ever-changing relationship. It was something that already made Regina anxious just thinking about sitting him down and talking to him about the fact they were together. Emma had to have sensed the shift in her, the anxiety that was already sliding into place because when she kissed her, all her worries and her fears seemed to just slip away.

"Don't think about anything else right now," Emma murmured against her lips. "It's just you and me right now, Regina. Just you and me."

"You and me," Regina echoed and she shook her head. "Can it be that easy?"

"It can be. Sometimes. Like today. Today was easy."

"Today is far from over yet, my love."

"I know," Emma grinned and after a moment she let out a soft sigh. "We're us. There's always going to be something I do or say that pisses you off or presses the wrong buttons, but I know there are some things that I'll do or say that presses all the right ones too and that I'll always try to make you laugh and smile."

"I'd like that. I'd like all of that."

Emma's kiss was an unspoken promise and one she knew, especially after the day they had just shared together, would be one that Emma would never break.

Emma had always been the Saviour, but in the recent months Regina had become hers. One way or another, they had always saved one another or others together Even if she hadn't already fallen in love with Emma Swan, Regina was more than certain that she would've one day. Their fate was entwined and their son brought them together.

There had been many instances where Regina had nothing left to lose, but when it came to saving Emma, she had nothing but Emma to lose, and she was so glad she never gave up, even when it seemed like she would never get her back.

Because it would always be worth fighting for the ones she loved most. Nothing in life was easy, at least the things that mattered the most, and she—of everyone—knew it all too well. She had loved Emma unconditionally, from the very beginning, through everything they'd been through together and apart, and she had never let that die off, not before she knew she loved her and not after that realization had finally come.

"You know what I'd like?" Emma asked and Regina shook her head no. "I'd like to have you. Over and over again."

Regina laughed and she nudged at Emma until they rolled over and she was on top once again. "I am all yours for the taking, darling."

"All mine?"

"Yes," Regina smiled and she bit her bottom lip nervously. "And you are all mine."

"So," Emma drawled as she cast a sideways glance at the clock on the bedside table and looked back at Regina with a smug smile. "We have a few hours until Henry comes home. Whatever shall we do until then?"

"Whatever shall we do?" Regina repeated with a subtle shake of her head. Regina nipped at Emma's lips playfully before she kissed her fully, deeply. Completely.

Something had awakened within her that day, something new and something she already knew she'd never want to part from. She didn't want to worry about the talk they'd have with their son later, she didn't want to worry about going public with their relationship or what others would think, and she didn't have to because Emma, once again, proved to be an ample distraction from her thoughts, making her forget about everything other than being with the woman that she loved most of all.

The End

That's all folks.

This'll be the last fic from me you'll see for awhile. I'm working on something new and won't post until I've worked through some kinks and other b/s.

Hope you all enjoyed this one.