Come Home With me Tonight

Chapter Twelve: Weddings and Happily Ever Afters (This Time)

6 months later

The dance hall they were at wasn't too big but it was perfect for an intimate event. Which is what Ruby and Belle wanted.

A buffet table stood to the side and that was where Emma predictably was, helping herself to hearty servings. But she would have to eat carefully. Already she had spilled some wine onto her white tux. Thankfully, it had been wine white so it wasn't that visible, (but still, why was she such a clumsy mess? Wait, wasn't it Regina's fault? The woman had grabbed her thigh under the table and caused Emma to sputter into her glass, spilling it. Emma narrowed her eyes. Hmm, she would have to get Regina back for that).

"Someone's hungry," Regina commented easily. Her own plate was full. Lately Regina had been eating fuller meals and Emma loved it. The woman looked happier and healthier, gaining a little extra that went right to her ass, which was perfect since Emma loved grabbing it possessively in bed.

Really, that thing was a weapon. And when Regina was only wearing a tong...Emma wasn't leaving the bed.

"Yea, well how could I not be, given the exercise you gave me."

They had fucked before coming here. Regina had seen Emma in her tailored white suit and had grabbed her forcefully and undressed her, paying no mind to the effort Emma had taken to dressing up or to styling her hair.

They were almost late to the wedding.

The memory of Regina's hot kisses make Emma rub the back of her neck where her hair was now shorter. It was up to her chin and it gave Regina open access to her neck.

"Don't act like you weren't guilty. How can you walk in a suit like that and not expect me to want to fuck you?" Regina asked, not at all quietly. It made Aurora blush, her having just arrived next to them on line, Mulan hanging onto her arm. The Asian woman was looking flushed. She had probably drank and now that was why she was swaying slightly and her cheeks were red.

"Uh, dude, I can hear you," Aurora blushed, shifting uncomfortably. Regina saw her and rolled her eyes. Aurora was wearing a dress that looked like it was made from burlap and she had a flower crown on her head, her long blonde hair curling down her bare shoulders. Mulan had at least dressed up in a white shirt and tight black pants with a bowtie that was looking a bit lopsided.

Regina turned to her with a deadly smirk. "Good. I want everyone to know how much I enjoy fucking Emma."

This time Emma flushed as well. While she was by no means shy about what she did in bed, she just didn't want to share that outside of the mattress. But, Regina loved sharing conquests because it was her way of showing off that Emma was hers.

"Whose fucking?" Mulan asked in a slightly slurred voice.

Before Regina could say it louder, Emma put a hand on her arm to stop the brunette, and changed the topic. "How's everything?"

Over the course of the past six months, Emma has grown closer to Aurora because of discussing how toxic Lily has become. She texted mean things to Aurora after their break up, even going so far as to break into her apartment to trash her stuff, but the blonde stayed strong with mutual understanding from Emma and with support from Mulan who fought to keep her by her side. The two of them have been going strong for months now and Lily has finally fucked off and gone to do who knows what.

Last Emma saw of her was her getting kicked out of a club for drunk behavior. She was glad now more than ever for being done with that part of her life.

Regina too has toned down her dislike of Aurora though they may never be friends like Emma is with the hippie.

"It's been chill, man," she said in her signature slow talk. "Mulan's a bit buzzed here so we're getting food so she can still have a good time, man."

"I recommend the chicken tandoori. It's really good," Emma said. "It's my second time going up to get it."

"Thanks, dudette," Aurora smiled at Emma. Even her colloquialisms have grown on Emma and she doesn't wince like she once would have. She and Regina move on to their table while the music playing slows down for a special dance reserved for the newlyweds. The lights dim and a spotlight fall on two women in the middle of the dance hall. The space has cleared out for them.

Emma watches with a warm smile as Belle goes up in her dress, the tiny beads on it shining brilliantly. Ruby strides up to her, looking dashing in her black suit, with a red tie to match the slight red streaks in her hair.

"The first time we meet was at a wedding," Regina brings up as the dance continues.

"Can you believe how far things have gone since then?" Emma said as she laces her fingers together with Regina's on the table. "I didn't think we'd end up dating."

So much has changed since the first time they meet, since they slept together.

Emma's moved into Regina's apartment. It's a penthouse one, and where it had once been neat and devoid of personal affects, now it was brimming with photos of them together, with Emma's clothes and her posters and books. With their laughter into the late hours, and with their moans as they proved their love to one another over and over again. With the smell of cooking food. With promises and plans and hopes for the bright future.

Regina has long dropped her escort job and she finally divulged to Emma she works in the marketing sector for Gold's company and that it's really more boring than intriguing. She's also cut off contact with her mother and successfully kept it cut off, as her mother had filled her head with too many toxic ideas. Had ruined her self worth. But that is why Emma is there. To build Regina up with soft words of praise. To make her feel whole again just like Regina has made Emma feel like she has truly come into her own.

"Stranger things have happened but I am glad to have met you," Regina assures and they kiss softly before silently watching the rest of Belle's and Ruby's dance. When the two newlyweds finish they kiss lightly and make way over to Emma's table.

"Congratulations on the nuptials," Regina says.

"It was about time Ruby put a ring on it," Emma jokes. "The girl's been head over heels for you since day one. I'm surprised she didn't wife you up all the way back in high school."

"I couldn't afford a wedding back then."

"Now I feel put out. Everyone is getting married around me," Emma playfully pouts. "You and Belle, David and Mary. And I bet Aurora and Mulan are next. Mulan already gave Aurora a ring."

"Yea I heard about that," Ruby snorts. "And can you believe she turned it down and said if Mulan wanted to propose to her it would have to be with a wooden ring, because 'she didn't support the monopoly of the diamond industry'," Ruby said, making air quotes and mimicking a hippie voice.

"Sounds like her," Belle said with a brief nod of her head.

"Diamonds are overrated anyways," Regina announced.

"Did we ever find out how Mulan got Aurora to start dating her?" Belle asked. It had all begun quite randomly that one night at Emma's birthday party.

"Something about a joke. I think it went like this: if a cow is a mooer and a dog is a barker, than what is a lion?" Emma asked, waiting for her friends to come up with an answer.

When they had none, she supplied one. "A roarer."

Looks of understanding dawned on their faces, along with shakes of the head. "Wow, that joke is so bad," Ruby said, "But I guess Aurora liked it."

"Enough to get engaged to Mulan," Belle replied.

"I'm glad you aren't the sort to make terrible puns," Regina patted Emma's hand. "Because that is a deal breaker."

"Oh really?" Emma teased and she, Regina, Ruby and Belle, got into a debate over the merits of puns and if they were a travesty on human kind or not.

After the wedding is over, Regina and Emma head back home, drunk and enamored by love. They kiss as they come in, Regina cupping Emma's cheeks and pulling her toward the bedroom while Emma pulls her jacket off and loosens her tie before kicking her shoes off. Regina lands flat on the bed, wrapping her ankles around Emma who hovers over her.

Regina's manicured hands reach down to start unbuttoning Emma's pants when they brush against a bump in her pants. "Excited to see me?' she purrs coyly and Emma chuckles into the dark of the room, kissing Regina lightly on the lips before she pulls back a little and removes the bump from her pocket. She opens it up, revealing a ring shining brightly.

Regina pauses, eyes wide. "Emma...?" she softly trails off. She sits up, Emma kneeling in front of her as the brunette takes the ring box and just stares at it.

"Ruby and Belle getting married made me realize that I wanted to do the same with you. I wasn't going to propose like this. There were going to be flowers and champagne and a romantic hot air balloon flight but after tonight, I just can't wait anymore." She paused, swallowing nervously. "Regina Mills, will you marry me?" she asked quietly, wiping her hands anxiously against her pants legs.

The few seconds it takes Regina to answer feel like an eternity.

"Emma, of course I'll marry you," she said smiling at her with tears building in the corners of her eyes. "Put this on me."

Emma did gladly, sliding the delicate ring with a emerald onto Regina's ring finger. Then she kissed the back of her hand, letting their fingers lace together. Regina couldn't stop smiling and then she leaned in to kiss Emma, smiling and sniffling as a tear slipped free from her eye.

"Don't cry," Emma whispered, catching the tear with her free hand and wiping it away. She had never imagined Regina would cry over something like this.

"Why shouldn't I? When I'm happy," was the response. "I'm glad to be Mills-Swan now."

"Actually," Emma chuckled against Regina's smooth lips. "I was thinking you could be Swan-Mills."

"Hmm, really?" Regina hummed, biting down gently on Emma's lower lip. "Maybe you'll have to convince me of that."

"Happily," Emma replied, pushing Regina down to the covers again and biting her way down her neck as she rucked up her dress with one hand while Regina undid Emma's pants. Their clothes made a pile on the floor until skin on skin could meet.

This time their love making was tender, as if trying to capture and elongate the joy and longing they felt for one another in their heart. Emma kissed her way down Regina's stomach and to her womanhood, licking up and down until the woman was screaming her name and coming hard against the flat of her tongue. Emma licked everything up and then kissed her way back up to Regina's mouth where they indulged in a loving kiss, tasting each other with probing tongues.

"I want to feel you inside me," Regina whispered and Emma was more than happy to comply. She held herself before guiding her way slowly inside Regina's wetness. She felt so silky and her walls clenched greedily on Emma, wrapping and adjusting to the feel of being around her. Emma began to determine a steady pace and all the time, Regina's hand with the engagement ring held tight onto Emma's hand, never letting go.

Their soft groans and moans of pleasure filled the air and nails raked down Emma's back as Regina's hips began to chase Emma's own hips, their motions quickening as they began to reach their crest. They came together, Emma biting down hard on Regina's exposed collarbone because even though the ring marks her as hers, she wants to mark her all over so everyone knows to whom Regina belongs to wholeheartedly.

Once the haze of their arousal leaves them, Emma collapses onto her side and pulls Regina into a cuddle, becoming the big spoon for once. "So, did I convince you?" she asks, kissing the back of her neck lightly.

"I think you might. Swan-Mills has a nice ring to it," Regina comments drowsily.

"I'm still taking you on that hot air balloon ride."

"And what about the wedding?"

"I haven't thought that far ahead," Emma admits.

"You better not make it sappy. Or I'll leave you at the altar," she warns and Emma snuggles in closer.

"Oh, it's going to be downright sickening how sappy it'll be. Mary and David's Disney themed wedding will seem mild compared to it."

Regina swatted Emma playfully on the thigh, laughing. "You better not." She turned in Emma's hold, letting their noses brush together. "You know," she started thoughtfully, "We're engaged and yet we haven't said the three magical words yet."

"How are you?" Emma asks, feigning innocence.

Regina swats her again, this time on the shoulder. "You know what I mean."

"I do. But I thought the ring would already say that for me."

"I want to hear it from your lips," Regina said, sliding her hand through Emma's newly shortened locks. Regina had let her own hair grow and it was up to her shoulder blades now. It lent her a softer appearance.

"I love you. I love you, Regina," Emma whispered because the words were heavy with meaning and truth and to say them any louder would shatter the world around them.

Regina smiles so widely it looks like it hurts.

"And I love you, Emma."

A/N: And now the story has come full circle. Thank you to everyone for reading, and for leaving your wonderful reviews. This story ends here, but if you want more G!P Emma I am writing another prompt fic called Of Pirates and Princesses that's being posted shortly.

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