WARNING: This is a G!P Emma story. If you don't like it, or if it makes you uncomfortable, DO NOT read, okay? Okay.

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I wish I could write more and more, but I believe that this one should end here. There will be plenty of other stories (hopefully) to explore more about those two and a magic Little (maybe not so little) Swan.

All in all, I'm quite satisfied with the outcome, and I truly hope you had fun!

7.

She quickly turned away from Emma and her scent so she would not see the tears threatening to fall.

"Regina?" Emma called behind her. "Are you okay?"

She waved vaguely and nodded, walking towards the staircase, barely feeling like she was inside her body.

Regina closed her eyes as she came downstairs, feeling like the world was slowly moving backwards. Emma's voice echoed in her head, her grunts of pleasure, her snarky comments about her ass and her stupid sexual jokes. Her gentle hands, touching her, waving at her, exploring her body like she had read a manual of instructions, inside her. Her green eyes, staring at her ass, staring at her boobs, trying to apologize, looking at her as she penetrated her, looking at her with sorrow when she left the office.

When she reached the reception, Ruby Lucas made a comment and snickered, but it sounded like Regina was underwater and everyone else was up on the surface. The noises on the street would barely reach her ears, and the last thing she remembered consciously doing was calling her secretary.

Cancel my appointments and tell Sheriff Swan to pick Henry at school.

When she crawled in bed that night, she cried.

She had lost the idiot.

She had lost her idiot forever.

"Hi."

Regina gasped, fireball in hand as she stood tall to face the invader.

"Will you relax, woman?" Emma snickered, passing her leg and then the rest of her body through the large window. "I know it's late and all, but Henry just went to bed."

"What are you doing in my bedroom?" she asked irritated, wiping her tears furiously with the back of her hands.

"You poofed into my apartment more than once and I never bitched about it. Anyway… I came to give you this."

Regina swallowed hard when she noticed the vial intact in her hand.

"You didn't take it," she breathed, frowning as she stared at the blonde. "Then how-?"

Emma had an infuriating smirk on her face, illuminated partially by the moonlight.

"You should've seen your face when I pretended I didn't remember we had animalistic sex for weeks."

Regina took a step towards her.

"Why, in God's name, did you do that?" she shrieked, her heart beating on her throat, the butterflies in her stomach throwing a party. Thank God she didn't take the potion…

"Aw, c'mon, Regina! You can't be seriously mad at me for that, ouch, what the heck!" she yelped when the brunette smacked her arm. And then she smacked again, and every bit of Emma Swan she could reach. "C'mon, ouch! A prank for a prank… Ouch OUCH!"

"I could kill you for that, you… you moron! Oh my God, I HATE you!"

"Is that so?" she smirked, folding her arms, noticing that Regina's eyes had discreetly traveled towards the zipper of her pants. "Well, unfortunately for you, I can see right through your bullshit, Regina. I can wait, you know. I'll carry this thing for as long as it takes."

Regina watched Emma with curiosity. She felt vulnerable, exposed, but she didn't feel bad about it. She had no idea whether Emma had figured out about her feelings or not, and she decided that she just didn't understand that woman sometimes.

"You could have taken the potion and moved on with your life," she said weakly.

Emma rested her back against the door and smiled, the first genuine smile Regina had seen in a month.

"Why on Earth would I wanna move on from this?" she said, offering a small shrug. "I didn't want to forget how it feels like to…" she looked at her in the eyes, and the butterflies in Regina's stomach intensified. "I can't forget this… I can't forget you, Regina."

Emma never made it outside the bedroom. When she noticed, Regina was walking slowly towards her, her dark eyes glistening with a totally different light; it wasn't arrogance, and it was something Emma had never seen before. The brunette stopped in front of her, hooking her index fingers into Emma´s belt loops.

"You are an idiot, Emma Swan," she whispered with a tiny smile of her own as she pulled the blonde with her to her bed.

"I can live with that," the blonde whispered back, leaning down to capture her lips with hers into a gentle, deep kiss.

"What are we doing?" Regina asked when the blonde fell on top of her.

"I think you know," she said, removing Regina's robe and then carefully taking care of her clothes. She removed item by item, distributing a trail of kisses down her stomach and hips.

Regina reached up for her singlet, but Emma dragged her hand to her pants instead. "I'm too hot for you right now with all the slapping and all, so…"

Regina's entire body went on fire when she felt Emma's hardness against the denim fabric. She looked up at the blonde, rubbing it.

Emma let out a shaky breath with the contact. She rolled to the side and sat up with her back against the headboard. She opened the flare and pushed her jeans past her hips down to her knees, releasing her stiff member.

Regina stared longing at the pulsing veins and the pink tip. She reached out for it, humming pleasurably when she felt rock hard flesh underneath tender, warm skin. Emma threw her head back against the wall with a small gasp, groaning immediately when she felt wet, warm lips covering the tip.

She looked down at her lap, and softly tangled her fingers with spiky, black hair. As she pressed Regina's head down, she was contemplated with the view of her naked ass and the wonderful feeling of her mouth clasped around at least half her shaft.

"Oh dear GOD… Yes, just like HOLY FUCK-" she hissed when Regina's tongue swirled around the tip and her head bobbed up and down. "YES! JESUS CHRIST YES-"

Emma was pretty sure she was just about to explode in velvet lips, but Regina drew back, grabbing her balls or somewhere else that prevented her from coming.

"REGINA!"

"Not. So. Fast," the brunette purred, enveloping her slippery member with her breasts, using the heels of her manicured hands to press them together.

Emma stretched her arms to grab the headboard, and started to hump her breasts with cavemanish sounds that made Regina smirk. Every time she saw the reddish tip come up between round mounds of flesh, Emma grasped the wooden board stronger, and when she was a pump away from orgasming, Regina stopped her again.

"Regina," she whined through gritted teeth. "Please. Please. Sit. Sit!"

Regina placed both hands on Emma's shoulders for support and got on her knees, passing one leg over the blonde's thighs to straddle her. She reached down to adjust the tip on her entrance, and the she looked into Emma's eyes, throwing her arms around her neck as she descended slowly.

"Oh MAN-"

Regina gasped when she felt Emma completely inside of her, pulsing inside of her. That position was a blessing and a curse, because as it was easier to reach her pleasure spot, it also meant that she would not last longer.

She lifted her body and came down again, a little faster than the first time. She tried to keep the pace, but every time Emma's penis hit her g spot, she wanted to go up and down furiously fast to feel that again and again and again.

Emma reached out for her face, panting as she tried to keep her own hips still, keeping the thrusting to a minimum. She cupped the brunette's face, gasped, and then leaned over for a long kiss.

"I never told you… how beautiful you are… Have I?" she whispered.

That was it.

Regina slammed herself down, rocking her hips frenetically on her lap, trying to fell as much of her as possible as she held onto the straps of her singlet.

"Jesus Christ, Regina!"

"Emma…"

The blonde felt her hips involuntarily start to pump up. She just loved that smacking sound combined with Regina's moans. She didn't like very much the creak she heard on the bedframe, though…

They were so going to break that bed…

Using a swift move that she was now all too familiar with, Emma flipped them over so that she was on top.

Her abdominal muscles clenched with the contact, and her penis twitched with anticipation. Regina automatically spread her legs for her, holding the back of her neck , looking at her deeply in the eyes. She gasped when the tip made contact with her dripping wet folds, and she nodded urgently to Emma.

The blonde pushed her hips gently, entering and stretching every inch of her. Regina let out a strangled moan, brown eyes glued to green ones.

Emma retreated slowly, and pulled back until she was almost entirely out, then she pushed again, grunting with the feeling of tightness around her. She repeated the movement a few more times, eyes on Regina, going crazy with the way she twisted her lips, and with the way her moans rolled out of her mouth.

"I should make… you wear a condom on that monster thing," the brunette gasped, fingernails digging painfully on Emma's butt cheeks.

"I don't think there are condoms my size," she said with a smirk, keeping her thrusting pace slow. She needed that to last a lot longer, because she wasn't sure Regina would allow her to get close again so soon.

"It's… revolting… how cocky… you still are," Regina panted.

With a smirk, Emma started to pump faster. "Is it?"

"Heck, Emma-"

"You like that?" she hissed, her voice coming out a little strangled as she too felt a huge, long overdue orgasm building up in her lower belly.

"Yes I like that, you… animal," Regina moaned. "I like that very… VERY MU –OH – EMMA EMMA EMMA JUST LIKE THAT YOU BEAST DON'T STOP-"

Emma kept thrusting as strong and fast as she could, feeling that if she pushed a bit more, she would shove her balls inside of her as well, and the thought was oddly satisfying, because nine inches didn't seem to be enough.

"I think I'm gonna… Regina, do… you want me… to pull out?"

"DON'T YOU DARE," she screamed. "DON'T YOU DARE EMMA SWAN YES YES YES YES-"

"But what… FUCK… CAN'T-"

Regina grabbed her face. "You come inside of me but don't you DARE stop fucking me Miss Swan OH GOD-"

Emma started to hammer herself at an alarming fast pace, not even trying to muffle Regina's screams with her mouth. She held the headboard for support, moving only her hips, rocking and thrusting and desperately creating more friction between their bodies-

The bed creaked and creaked, and scratched the floorboards mercilessly.

"Regina, I- Fuck shit fuck-"

"Emma Emma Emma EMMA YES YES YESYESYESYESAAAHHHH I LOVE YOU!"

Emma came with a loud groan as Regina screamed her lungs out to deal with her own earthshaking orgasm. They didn't even notice that the bedframe had snapped and that they were basically on a mattress on the floor.

"I love you I love… you," Regina whispered desperately, her lips pressed against her earlobe, with her arms still around Emma's neck, softly caressing her blonde locks as her body jerked deliciously with spasms. "God, I do… love…"

Emma kept rocking her hips tenderly, her skin shivering with wild goosebumps as her brain processed those words, her lips on Regina's shoulder, kissing her. Her abdomen tingled wonderfully after release, but nothing could ever compare to Regina's voice in her ear.

She gangly propped herself on her elbows. She had gone flaccid, and as she tried to pull out, Regina pressed her ass softly, shaking her head, her lips moving soundlessly, forming the word stay.

Emma was finding impossible to catch her breath, and she felt it harden slightly when Regina clasped her legs around her hips and pressed her down against her with her feet.

"That shouldn't be… humanly possible," Regina mumbled, closing her eyes as she lazily threw her head back on the pillow.

"You love me?" Emma whispered, keeping the soft rocking movement.

Regina grunted something she didn't get.

"What is it?" the blonde asked gently, slowly pulling her dick out.

"You should stay the night," she whispered, drifting off to sleep.

Emma smiled, her tired body collapsing and adjusting to the form of that wonderful woman, spooning her as her heart exploded with happiness.

Finally.

XXX

Emma woke up a second before the sun started to rise.

Maybe it was the fact that she was in unfamiliar territory, and her body alerts made her jump instinctively. She relaxed instantly when she acknowledged the bedroom and Regina in her arms. Her olive skin was warm and impossibly soft, and her scent was addicting.

Emma was not surprised with her arousal; that should be common place when you had the chance to wake up in bed next to Regina Mills. She kissed her shoulder and pressed her hips against her ass, and the soft groan Regina let out in response made hot waves of pleasure shoot through Emma's lower belly.

Except that it felt different this time…

She rolled on her back and lifted the bedsheets.

Emma chuckled, getting on her feet, noticing that the bedframe was destroyed. She put on her underwear and pants and then her boots. She walked around the spacious bedroom, searching for her singlet, unable to remember at which point during the night she took it off.

Regina stretched her body, feeling so well rested and relaxed that she only remembered that it had been Emma's accomplishment when she caught on how deliciously sore she actually was. She rolled to the other side of the bed, taking in the sight of a tall, shirtless body with the back turned to her, wearing jeans and boots.

She smirked at the display of muscles highlighted by the sunlight when Emma lifted her arms to tie her wild hair, feeling something wonderful at the pit of her stomach when she noticed her back dimples just above the belt line of her jeans.

And then she noticed that Emma looked even taller because her mattress was on the floor. And the mattress was on the floor because her bed was dismantled.

"I hope the Savior tittle also includes carpentry skills. You're going to fix this, Miss Swan."

The blonde turned around, holding her singlet into a crumpled ball in front of her small breasts. Regina's eyes caught the mirth on her goofy smile and the light on her green eyes, until her attention trailed down her abdomen, the v shaped muscle, the popped up vein, and then-

Her crotch was flat.

"Is it gone or you're not happy to see me?"

Emma laughed, carelessly throwing her arms and head into the singlet. She kneeled in the mattress, crawling on top of the brunette. She leaned down and kissed her.

"I'm very happy to see you, Ma'am."

"Good," Regina laughed against her lips. "Because we have council meeting at nine thirty."

"What? Why?" Emma whined. "I'm exhausted! You drained all my energy and body fluids-"

"Stop complaining, you grown up child," the brunette pushed her away so she could sit up. She cringed slightly. "We have meetings once a month, in case you already forgot that. And If you have nowhere to be right now, I can make you breakfast."

Emma blinked fast. "Huh," she mumbled. "You gonna cook me food?"

"Yes," Regina said, putting her robe on and walking out of the bedroom.

The blonde followed her, surprised that Regina was being so flippant about last night's event instead of kicking her down the stairs. As she took a seat in one of the stools, she watched the brunette waltz around in her kitchen, almost exactly like she saw in her dream.

"I had the weirdest dream once," she said, trying not to ogle her ass on the silk robe too much. "We were in the kitchen, just like this… But Henry was here, and we also had a… daughter."

Regina instinctively touched her belly with her back turned to the Sheriff. There was always a good chance it took this time. She turned to the blonde with a fry pan and a spatula, serving eggs and bacon on her plate.

"Do you want some bread?"

"Regina."

"What? Toast, then?"

"We need to talk about this."

The brunette sighed, and then she looked up. "If it happens… We'll handle it. It's simple."

"But how?" Emma asked in between throwing large amounts of food into her mouth. "Do I get to take a part on this? Do you want me to move in so I can help you?"

"Oh my God, you are a lesbian!" Regina chuckled.

"Well, duh."

"It was negative yesterday, it might still be negative tomorrow, dear."

"I just-"

"If the results… change… You will be a hundred percent in this. Okay?"

"'kay," she mumbled. "You not eating? Are you sick? Is that morning sickness?"

"I just need a shower," Regina smiled, hurrying to the large doorway. "You can see yourself out, right? Don't forget to pick Henry at your parents and drive him to school! And don't be late for the meeting!"

"See?" Emma called out. "We're not even married yet and you're already bossing me around! Who's a lesbian now?"

"Still you! I've always bossed you around!" Regina sang from upstairs.

"Does it mean you've been in love with me this whole time?" the blonde spat with a smirk, even though Regina didn't answer that. She probably didn't even hear that, but Emma was feeling stupidly cocky.

Oh hell, don't use that word.

XXX

As David rambled on and on about joining forces with the animal shelter to practice how to capture pets on the loose without getting hurt, all Regina could think about was the atrocious smell of bacon that stayed in her kitchen.

She wasn't really a fan, but the smell never bothered her this much. She felt a piece of paper smacking against her hand under the conference table.

I SAW YOUR FACE TWITCH. ARE YOU GOING TO PUKE?

Regina glared at Emma from across the table, finding it hard to keep a straight face when she looked so goofy like that, her green eyes ogling her like a young boy with a crush on his neighbor.

She arched one eyebrow, sending a warning look that was the most silent Miss Swan in the whole history of Miss Swans.

Another note.

I AM BOOOORED. DAVID RANTS MORE THAN MARY MARGARET DOES. WHY DID YOU INVITE THESE PEOPLE TO THE COUNCIL? AND WHY DON'T WE HAVE FINGER FOOD HERE?

Regina rolled her eyes, pressing her lips together to keep from smiling. Her heart accelerated when she caught Emma grinning at her. The blonde winked, and well, why she had to put on good underwear if they would probably get ruined with one single look from that insufferable idiot?

Another note.

WILL YOU GO OUT ON A DATE WITH ME TODAY?

Regina looked up, her heart swelling. She was a puddle of hormones, and she smirked when the fourth note smacked against her hand.

AND YOUR ASS LOOKS MAJESTIC ON THAT SKIRT, BTW. HANDS DOWN THE BEST COSTUME DESIGNER IN THIS FANFICTION.

When they finally manage to wrap up the meeting, the Mayor noticed that Emma was staring out of the window as if the ornamental plants outside really interested her.

"I see we're back with the notes."

The blonde spun around with a smug smile. "Don't tell me you didn't miss them."

Regina chuckled. "I missed them."

"So," Emma took a step closer, reaching out for her hand. "Are you gonna give my thing back if some day we decide to have another kid?"

"Why are you so obsessed with a baby, Miss Swan?"

Emma shrugged. She never really considered it. "I don't know. It just felt like something… natural. I mean, we already share a son."

"Yes."

"Yes you'll give it back to me?"

"Yes I'll go out on a date with you today," Regina laughed, pulling Emma towards her and pecking her cheek. "Now get out of here because I have a lot of work to do."

"Alright," Emma drew back with a goofy smile.

"Pick me at eight sharp."

"You bet I will," Emma muttered, slapping Regina's ass on her way out.

"And stop doing that!"

"Yeah right," she chuckled, closing the door behind her.

Regina grabbed her folders and walked calmly towards her office. She was happy and peaceful like she never thought could be possible with Emma Swan in the equation. But she was.

And Gold was right.

Damn.

She owed him a favor.

Damn.

She held her flat abdomen protectively out of pure instinct. She was sure he was not into stealing firstborns anymore, but still it was a little creepy. However, Emma never drank the potion; if she returned the vial sealed, she could call that stupid deal off and never worry about it anymore.

Okay, maybe just a little. She called her secretary.

"Miss Avery, could you please go buy some more tests at Mr. Clark's store? And some ginger ale, please."

"Sure, Mayor Mills."

Regina rested back on her chair and began reading the reports, finding it hard to concentrate on those small letters. She heard an insistent tapping at her window; it was a flying piece of paper. She took it and noticed it was another note.

FOR THE RECORD, I LOVE YOU TOO.

Regina smiled, clasping the note between her fingers and pressing it against her chest. She entertained herself with the idea of Rumpelstiltskin trying to take their hypothetical baby, and she chuckled, picturing Emma chasing Gold with a sword in true Charming fashion.

I don't care if you're immortal! Get near my kid and I'll kill you!

What a protective, loving idiot...

And a cocky one at that.

Oh hell, don't use that word.

Until next time, folks!

Thank you for reading!

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