It's been 1 month, 7 days and 13 hours since Emma Swan ended her engagement to that no good pirate. 1 month, 4 days, and 11 hours since Emma Swan showed up on Regina's doorstep, bottle in hand and swaying slightly. And 1 month, 3 days and 23 hours since Emma Swan woke up, cursing her sore head before turning and smiling at the sleeping raven haired beauty, naked besides her.

"Byyyee mom!" Henry yelled as he screeched out of the door to the mansion.

"Henry" Regina yelled after him. "Don't forget …" She sighed. He had already made it down the path and jumped into the waiting yellow bug. Emma rolled down the window and yelled. "Enjoy the peace Regina" she winked and Regina smiled.

Closing the door as the car left, Regina knew she wouldn't enjoy the peace. She hated not having Henry around. She felt lonely when he wasn't there for her to mother. And as much as she would never admit it, she had kind have gotten used to his other mother being around. Since Emma had ended her engagement to that godawful pirate, she felt like she had her family back. As much as it had shocked her the very first time she had thought of Emma as her family, it now settled comfortably with her. Emma was her sons other mother, and throughout everything, the one thing that they had managed to do perfectly was co parent. Regina felt that, even though Emma and herself were not in a traditional relationship, it was starting to feel more like a family than most traditional families. Although, a traditional family, she wouldn't necessarily be opposed to. Regina quickly gulped down the feelings that were starting to arise. She had already had this argument with herself numerous times and was fighting a losing battle.

After a meal for one, Regina hitched up her skirt, tucked her knees underneath herself and curled up on the sofa with a book and a glass of her famous apple cider. Fire roaring, the house silent apart from the rustle of the pages, Regina felt content. She may not have her 'happy ending' as such but she had Henry, who genuinely loved her, the people of Storybrooke no longer feared or hated her, she actually had friends and had begun to count on the Charming's as good friends. She was truly content. Not as content as she would have been with Henry sat playing on one of his game men things, and Emma's head in her lap, soft blonde hair billowing across Regina's thighs … Snapping the book shut, Regina shook her head, as if in an effort to shake off un warranted thoughts of her sons other mother.

She had encountered these thoughts before, usually while she was taking a bath, laid in bed, or even alone in her office. Thoughts of her and Emma; it usually started with an argument, squaring up to each other. Faces so close they could feel the others breath. Emma's body so close, Regina could smell her sweet perfume. Could feel the heat radiating from under that red leather jacket that she had resorted back to wearing after Hook. Emma would then move just an inch closer and their breasts would almost be touching. Emma would be staring into Regina's eyes, begging her to respond to whatever comment or question she had just thrown at her. The tension building, Regina would just throw her hand up, grab a handful of that pretty blonde hair and bring her lips crashing down on the younger woman's. Emma would resist slightly, with the initial shock, then would allow herself to kiss back just as deeply and forcibly, their tongues entwined, their bodies meshed closer together. A knee would find its way between Regina's slightly parted legs and push hard against the sensitive flesh beneath her sensible pant suit. Regina's hand would find itself on Emma's tight pert backside, cupping her buttock tightly through the denim of those skin tight jeans she insisted on wearing; that unknowingly to her, drove Regina insane.

Head back on the couch, Regina found her hands wandering during these thoughts, her hand fluttering across her stomach to begin with before moving lower and brushing the inside of her naked thighs; her stockings having been removed earlier that night. Untucking her legs from underneath her ass, she shuffled about a bit on the couch until her head was laid on the arm and she had free access to the area underneath her skirt that was currently throbbing at thoughts of her and a certain saviour making out like a pair of horny teenagers. One hand caressed an increasingly erect nipple through the thin silk fabric of her blouse, and the other slowly trailed up and down her inner thigh, her fingernails gently scratching the soft tender flesh there. Hand slowly trailing towards the now slightly damp centre, Regina closed her eyes and went back to her thoughts.

Emma's hand would reach behind Regina's head, pulling her closer until their breasts press tightly against one another. Mouths hungry, bodies meshing, not wanting to break contact for second. Emma would spin them around suddenly and back Regina up against the wall. Emma's hand would trail under the silk fabric covering Regina's taut stomach and her hand would quickly dip beneath the waistband of her pants. Regina would throw her head back and gasp back a moan as Emma's teeth would find their way to the tender flesh of her neck, scraping gently while her hand would cup Regina's sex and make her moan louder.

"Oh Emma" she sighed.

"Regina. Regina"

"Regina?"

Regina's eyes snapped open as she heard her name being called.

Shit, shit, shit!

Hurriedly, Regina tried to pull herself together, sitting up right, rearranging her skirt and her blouse and straightening her hair.

Snow stuck her head around the foyer and peaked into the living room. "Sorry Henry forgot his game boy and I was passing so I said I would collect it. I did knock but you didn't answer, and the door was unlocked" she was babbling.

Regina waved her hand, "it's fine Snow, I'll go get it" Cursing the small woman, Regina hurried out of the room to go fetch Henrys Gameboy.

'Damn that was close', a flush creeped onto her cheeks as she thought about the ramifications of a clueless Snow catching the town mayor in a compromising position, pleasuring herself to Snow's daughter.

Thrusting the Gameboy into Snow's hand, Regina struggled to maintain her composure as she asked if Henry was ok.

"He's fine, I left him and Emma attempting to cook dinner"

Regina's eyebrows shot up.

"But don't worry, David is supervising" she chuckled and Regina relaxed. They both knew Emma's cooking skills were questionable, with Regina was adamant the woman could actually manage to burn a salad.

"Anyway, I'll leave you to your evening. Goodnight Regina"

"Goodnight Snow"

Closing the door behind the small woman, Regina leant back against it and sighed heavily. Phew, that was close!