To Be Fair

Golden Apple

"Emma! Come on you look cute in that!" I praised as she tried taking it off.
"It itches, no." I giggled and held my fiancé, out of the wedding dress. "Let's find something else. And besides I don't know why you came along you aren't supposed to see the dress, nor I yours." She mumbled. She was wearing nothing but her underwear because the dresses she likes don't have sleeves or straps.
"Well," I stopped talking and pulled her in by her hips. "You're a sight in your underwear." She was leaning back and not making eye contact. But I was starting to grind my front on hers slowly.
"You're starting something you really shouldn't start here." I rolled my eyes and moved my hands to her butt while her arms crossed over her chess.
"I'm the mayor. What are they gonna do about it?" A knock on the door interrupted us.
"Girls Henry is here." My face lit up like a fire work knowing that my son was now here.
"Alright!" I kissed her lips and then her exposed neck before dashing out the door.
"Regina!" She cussed me because she was naked and I just flung the door open. I laughed and fast walked to the front to greet out seven year old boy.
"Hi mom! Where's ma?" He asked holding his back pack on his shoulder.
"She's trying on dresses. Now I need you to stay here with Auntie Z and Grandma Snow. Ma doesn't want me to see the dress." I winked.
"Sounds like fun! By the way, when you go home you might want to check the coffee table." With that he dashed to the back. I stood up straight and thought for a moment.
I dashed up the front steps and scrambled to get my keys.
"I bought that table last week! If it's broken from Emma and Henry being careless so help me-" I froze as I saw a rather large bundle of black splattered red roses.
I dropped my purse and keys before walking over to them and taking the note that lay on top.
Where we wash.
"What the hell? Is it some sort of hunt?" I mumbled looking at the roses. We wash a lot of places. The sink, the back porch, the bathtub, the dish washer. But going with logic I walked up stairs to our bathroom.
There was nothing out of place. As I was closing the curtain I saw I sticky note pressed against the black fabric.
I personally love washing your body. But I think where I like you most is on something large and meant for two but ends up having three in it every so often.
Our bed. I didn't make the bed this mourning, but it was made. I sighed and ran down every part where a note may be. I flipped my pillow to see a dark red gel dildo with another note.
This is for our wedding night😉 when you dress all I can think off is undressing you. Even when we are late for something.
Our large closet. Emma likes walking out of it saying "I came out of the closet to lock the homophobes in it." I chuckled and walked in.
I scanned through the leather jackets and elegant clothes. I walked past a set of black lingerie. It held a note in the Kroch. I giggled some more before I took the pink note.
One of my favorite places on your body will always be down stairs. Where this on our wedding night. Where our son likes to hide in a game of hide and seek.
Under his bed. I practically ran to his room. Not a thing was out of place even his bed was wrinkle free. I dropped to the ground and grabbed a black box. I opened it to see a sucker ring on a note.
Because you like having things in your mouth hears a sucker. Where I proposed.
My apple tree. I ran through the house now excited for this little game she was planning.
I opened the back glass door, walking onto the patio I gazed at my tree. It had white lights hanging all around. Underneath was a big black wrapped box. I walked slowly at first before reaching it. On top was an envelope that said 'Read Me First'.
Now before you open the box. Look up.
There was glowing red apples, but one was gold, right above my head.
I reached up and picked it feeling the buzz of magic that enveloped it. I closed my eyes and saw all of Emma's favorite memories with me. But some of them were to hot and I had to squeeze my legs.
When the show ended I continued to read the note.
Open and enjoy.
Raising a brow, I used my magic to lift the top off revealing a dark red glowing magical dog. It was a Doberman. I went to pet its head when it disappeared and Emma appeared under my hand. I about slapped her for scarring me.
"Emma!" I exasperated.
"Hello to you as well. Like the show?" She asked casually. When my heart came back down and pulled her into a standing position and kissed her.
"That was to confusing."

The wedding was started and Emma was walking down the isle with David. I sighed and took ahold of Henry's small hand.
"It's okay to be nervous mom." He whispered. I smiled great fully at him. I was wearing a strap less white dress with my hair up caught by the thin vail.
I walked through the doors to see that Emma wasn't wearing a dress but a nice fitted tux, with high heels and no shirt. Her bra showed instead. I looked at her in awe but also sass. I knew that she knew what I was thinking. But it didn't make the moment any less memorable.
"I do." She stated and placed the ring on my hand.
"And do you Regina Mills take Emma Swan to be your lawfully wedded wife, to hold and to cherish, to love in sickness and in health as you both shall live?" I smiled.
"I do." I slipped her ring on and pulled her in by the neck and kissed her hard poking my tongue at her bottom lip.
She went to do the same but I pulled back and winked.