Hot kisses against her collarbone woke her and she smirked before she pulled Emma up into a kiss.

It was heated and something she'd never expected to happen—and never expected to get enough of.

"You taste delicious." Emma murmured against her lips and then smiled before she raised herself up on her elbows. "I love your body."

Regina hummed and smiled at Emma. It was something else, being in this position with someone she—

She clenched her jaw before she could get herself in trouble and then smiled again. She didn't want to ruin the moment.

"I'm yours, and only yours." She blinked up at Emma, her throat tight as emotions seemed to want to overwhelm her. "I love you."

She gasped at her own boldness but Emma beamed down at her, love making her eyes shimmer.

"I love you too," she replied before she leaned back down, moving them in a slow and gentle kiss.

Regina shifted beneath Emma, her core throbbing and her panties damp with her arousal. "Emma—I need you."

It was more than she'd ever admit but Emma seemed to know exactly what it was she needed. Her fingers slid through her folds and then settled on her clit and Regina shuddered with need.

Emma circled her clit with lazy movements and Regina whimpered, her need bigger than her common sense.

"You know, if I had the equipment I'd fuck you until you were pregnant and then some," Emma chuckled and pressed another kiss to Regina's lips.

She was kidding. Regina knew this, but her heart skipped a beat at the thought of Emma getting her pregnant.

"That's an interesting thought."

Emma shrugged. "I love your body, and I think it would be amazing to see you grow and swell with a little bundle of joy."

Regina narrowed her eyes and let Emma's words sink in. And after a moment, she smiled because why not?

She used a spell she'd once read in one of her magic books and waved her hand over Emma.

"What's stopping you?"

Emma looked down, the throbbing, erect dick pressed between them. "Regina—what did you do?"

Regina smirked. "I gave you the equipment to get me pregnant." She shifted her hips and enjoyed the feeling of Emma's hot skin against hers. "I'm sure you know what to do with it."

Emma's frown slowly faded from her face and a smile replaced it. She shifted and pressed her cock against Regina's stomach, her hand still trapped between their bodies.

"This is amazing." She looked back up with a smirk. "Regina, it feels so real!"

"That's because it is real," she replied and then reached down, wrapping her hands around Emma's dick. Emma shuddered against her. "It's as real as you and me right now."

Emma leaned down and kissed her, and then moved her hand to Regina's on her cock. "I want to be inside of you, and come inside of you. This feels amazing but—I need—I don't even know what I need."

"I'm ready for you, Emma." Regina made sure that Emma could see her eyes. "I want you to give me your babies."

Emma blinked and then inclined her head. She looked down at her erection one last time before she shifted again and positioned herself just so.

When Regina could feel her throbbing against her entrance, she shivered with need and moved her hips, only making herself want more.

"Emma—"

Emma huffed as she looked back up, her face scrunched in concentration. "Regina."

She slowly pushed forward. Regina moved with her, trying to get Emma to move faster because she needed more.

"Emma please," she whimpered and Emma shook her head. "Please, I need you."

"I don't want to hurt you."

Regina chuckled and then surprised Emma, pushing herself down onto the throbbing appendage. They both gasped.

"You won't hurt me, darling."

Emma panted, her eyes cast down and Regina knew she was trying to see between them. There was something in the way she forced herself to stay still.

"This is amazing, I've never—this is so cool," Emma stumbled before she pulled back. She shuddered, and then pushed back in. "Fuck that feels like Heaven."

Regina hummed in agreement, and then wrapped her legs around Emma's waist to urge her on. "Don't stop moving, dear."

Emma set the pace, and Regina followed. It was heaven, like Emma said. The way Emma's cock stimulated every part of her that needed stimulating and the way Emma was focused on everything else.

It was new for Regina too—she'd always taken control, even in the bedroom, after the King—that she was willing to let Emma control this part.

Emma moved her hips in a different way and the tip of her dick hit Regina in the perfect place. She could feel the orgasm building low in her belly and she moaned.

"Emma."

"Regina." Emma panted as she pounded into her. For a moment all that was heard was their panting, and then Emma grunted, her face tight with the need to let go. "I can't—I can't help it—I have to—"

Regina hummed and Emma's hand moved between their bodies to press her thumb against Regina's clit.

Her hips moved in sync with Emma's as she circled her clit and she could feel the building up just as it was about to reach its peak.

"I'm so close," she moaned out and Emma grunted in reply. She moved even faster, the muscles in her neck bulging.

"Fuck."

Regina cried out when her orgasm hit, hard and long and she could feel her walls milking Emma. And then the blonde followed her over the edge, pushing her hips as far forward as she could, keeping herself as deep as she could while she came inside of Regina.

For a moment neither moved, and as Regina came down she could feel Emma still pulsing inside of her and she smiled.

"That was interesting."

Emma blinked and leaned her sweaty forehead against Regina's. "If I didn't get you pregnant with that, I'm not sure I've done it right. We might have to have a do-over."

Regina chuckled. "You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

"I'd say, have you seen yourself?" Emma huffed. "Of course you have, but seriously? You look amazing and you'd look gorgeous pregnant."

Regina hummed, her heart slowly beating normally again and she breathed in deeply through her nose. "You'd have gotten me pregnant with this, if it hadn't been a dream."

Regina jerked awake. Everything seemed fuzzy around her and she brought a hand to her forehead.

It was sticky with sweat and she sighed.

And then she noticed the stickiness between her legs. She swallowed her embarrassment at having had an orgasm in her dreams, just as her phone started ringing beside her.

She rolled her eyes and then rolled onto her side, grabbing her phone and answering the call in one move.

"I need your help," Emma's voice sounded frantic over the line. "I had this dream—it felt so real, too, but—"

Regina blinked in surprise. Had Emma dreamt the same thing as she had? She hadn't ever felt like a dream was so real, and she knew that what she felt dripping out of her wasn't only her own come.

"Emma—"

Emma gasped, then. "You had the same dream! Did we share a sex dream? About me getting you pregnant?"

Regina took a deep breath then. "No."

There was no way that this was real. And either way, it wasn't as if she could get pregnant from a shared sex dream with another woman. It had just been a simple spell that had given Emma her appendage.

"What?" Emma sounded confused.

"I didn't have a sex dream," she lied and then sat up, shivering when the cold air hit her still overheated skin. "I—you dreamt about getting the Evil Queen pregnant?"

It was a defense mechanism. She knew it, and Emma knew it. She bit her lip as she got out of bed, one hand on her stomach.

"Not the Evil Queen." Emma grunted, and then sighed. "I dreamt of knocking you up and I just told you about it. Fuck my life."

Regina chuckled, though it fell flat even to her own ears. "Why don't you come over for breakfast? Henry's been asking for you."

Emma huffed. "You're just trying to make me feel better—or—wait, if you're just going to tease me about it, never mind. Just send Henry to the station later."

Regina laughed, this time more genuine, and hummed. "I would love to tease you about your dreams, but Emma—Henry is going to be here for breakfast, and I don't want to scar him for life."

She also didn't want Emma to see the flush on her face at just the thought of the way that Emma had filled her so completely.

"Oh, okay. Okay, I'll be there for breakfast."

"Perfect. I'll see you in an hour."

Regina didn't give Emma time to reply, but ended the call and quickly made her way to the bathroom.

She took a quick shower, brushed her teeth and got dressed before she made her way down the stairs.

She had just gotten everything together for pancakes when Henry stumbled in, rubbing his eyes before he sat down at the breakfast bar.

"Good morning, sweetheart." Regina turned toward him, a soft smile on her face. While everything was okay now, her mind still went back to the times when he hated her.

It made it so she enjoyed the moments like this more than she would've before Emma had gotten to town.

"Morning," he grunted.

She watched him for a moment longer, her chest tightening with the love she felt for him.

It made her think of her dream—the one she'd shared with the savior. It made her sad too, because she would never be able to carry her own child.

She swallowed as she turned back to the stove, and busied herself with making pancakes.

"Your mother is on her way here for breakfast," she informed Henry after a moment of silence and when she glanced over her shoulder, she noticed the way he'd perked up.

"Really? Why?"

She was saved from answering when there was a knock on the door. Henry shot up and went to open it, and she turned back around to flip the pancakes.

"How is it you're so excited to see me when we've been hanging out so much lately?" She heard Emma ask Henry, and she smiled.

They had been spending a lot of time together—the three of them as a family. It had been a surprise, especially after Robin left town with Marian and Roland, but she wasn't about to say something and change everything.

"I just like spending time with you," Henry said as they walked into the kitchen.

"Good morning, Regina," Emma murmured, her cheeks suddenly crimson. Henry frowned at her and then widened his eyes, all of a sudden coming to a conclusion Regina wasn't sure she wanted to hear.

"Okay. I'm going to take my pancakes somewhere else." He grimaced before he grabbed a plate. Regina lifted a brow before she slid the pancakes onto his plate. "Thanks, Mom."

After he'd left the kitchen, Emma sighed loudly and sank down at the breakfast bar, where Henry had been sitting just minutes earlier.

"He's been asking for me huh? He couldn't get out of here fast enough," she said as she watched Regina.

For a moment, Regina couldn't do anything but try and stop her body from reacting to Emma's presence. She licked her lips and pressed her thighs together before she turned toward her.

She smiled, though a little shaky. "You don't need me to tease you about a dream when your face tells a story."

Emma cupped her own cheeks and gasped before pressing her lips together in annoyance. "I hate my skin."

Regina let her eyes roam over Emma's face, lingering on lips a pale pink. "I think you have beautiful skin."

Green eyes narrowed. "Wait, what?"

Regina rolled her eyes and then turned around again, focusing on the pancakes before she would say something even worse.

"Grab a plate," she said instead and waited patiently as Emma grabbed a plate. She plated the pancakes and glanced at Emma, who still had a blush on her face. "Do you want to talk about it—now that Henry isn't here to overhear anything?"

"I don't know if that's such a good idea."

Regina hummed before she added the last of the batter to the pan. "You know you want to talk about it."

"I—I mean, it was more real than the last time I had—I had sex," Emma murmured and Regina agreed silently. "And just so you know, I don't have a penis but I had one in the dream and we talked about getting you pregnant."

Regina blinked at the way Emma forced the words out and then she smiled. "So we had sex to get me pregnant," she summarized.

"It would be a masterpiece, you know?"

"What?" Regina breathed, her back tense as she forced herself to stay where she was.

Emma cleared her throat. "A baby between us would've been a masterpiece if it had been possible."

Regina did turn around then and stared at Emma, her own face hot as the blush crept on her face.

"Of course." She choked out before she swallowed and smirked at the blonde. "Have you seen us?"

Emma hummed. Her green eyes shimmered with something that Regina couldn't quite place, and for a moment neither of them talked.

Regina turned to plate the last of the pancakes for herself and when she turned back to Emma, Emma sighed.

"We're here talking about sex but I just want you to know that—even though that's a huge part—it's not the only thing I like about you."

"Oh?"

"I mean, you're funny and sassy and I love that about you," Emma went on, her voice soft but surprisingly firm and certain. "But what I love most about you is the way you love. Even when Henry was being a brat about the whole adoption thing, you loved him with your whole heart and didn't bother hiding it."

"Of course not." Regina frowned, but Emma didn't notice.

"Henry isn't the only one you fiercely love though. I saw the way you were with Robin, and it broke my heart to see him leave. But I know that you'll find love again."

Regina clenched and unclenched her jaw and then narrowed her eyes. She wondered where Emma was going with this—she'd never had anyone look at her with more than disdain, not before Robin came to town.

And now Emma was saying—she wasn't even sure what Emma was trying to say.

"Okay," she drawled.

Emma huffed. "I'm not good with feelings and words. I just want to say that I think you're amazing, and I'm not just into your body or anything—I'm into you as a person."

"I'm—I'm into you as a person too," Regina replied and Emma looked up, a beaming smile on her face. "Of course I like you, you're my best friend."

For a split second, the smile faded and Regina wondered if she'd said the wrong thing. But then Emma cleared her throat.

"I've been thinking. And we've been friends for so long that it's just weird to bring this up but—I mean, I know there's also more between us than just friendship."

Regina hummed—if she had to go on the dream, she agreed. There was a lot more than friendship between them. She felt it too—the strong connection between them had only grown stronger when Robin had left.

And he was her supposed Soulmate.

"So what are you saying?"

She pressed a hand to her stomach, her pancakes forgotten as nerves made her appetite disappear.

"What I'm saying is—I think we could—I would love to take you out someday so that maybe, we can find out if this attraction can be more."

Emma suddenly dug into her pancakes and refused to look at Regina.

Regina, on the other hand, couldn't stop staring. She didn't know what to say, how to respond to that non-question. Had that been an invitation to a date?

And so she blinked and cleared her throat. "I think that we could definitely try to find out."

Emma looked up again, the beaming smile back. "So will you go on a date with me?"

There was something vulnerable to Emma, as she waited for Regina to reply. Regina couldn't help but stare, again, and she knew that it was her turn to speak. Words failed her as she let it sink that Emma was actually asking her out.

After all those years. After Neverland and the closeness. After the year apart. Emma was finally asking her out and Regina blinked as her eyes burnt.

"Yes." She moved around the bar and stood next to Emma. "Yes, I'll go out with you."

They smiled at each other for a moment before Emma turned back to her plate. "Awesome, I've been waiting for a chance."

"Really?"

Emma hummed around her food before she swallowed it. "Yea, when Hook came to get us from New York, and I first saw you—let's say I'd missed you."

Regina sat down and started cutting into her pancakes. "My first thought after you took me apart, was that you were going to kiss me."

Emma chuckled. "That was very possible at that moment. Regina, you gave Henry and me something so special with your memories." She blinked and then smiled so softly that Regina wondered what she was thinking about. "I still have them, you know? And even before I knew what it all meant, before we drove over the town line when that curse hit, I wanted to kiss you."

Regina didn't know what to say. She never really spent much time thinking back on her life—there was too much darkness there—but Emma made her think back on other things too.

She was spared when Henry walked back into the kitchen, and put his plate in the dishwasher before he turned toward them, a smile on his face.

"It's about time."

Emma snorted. "Kid, I don't know what you're talking about."

Regina frowned and glanced between the two of them. "What did I miss?"

"Ever since Robin left, we have been spending every day here, Mom. Even Ma is here every day, and you don't even seem to mind. In fact, you seem happier than you were when you were with Robin." Henry shrugged before he turned around and made his way back to the living room. Before he was out of sight, he glanced over his shoulder. "I just want the both of you to be happy."

Emma smiled. "We are, Kid."

Regina glanced between them again, this time a smile on her face to match Emma's. "We really are."