The UnCharmings (Swan Queen) (OUAT)

The wrestle

Ducking a little Regina sweeper Emma's legs clear making her hit the floor. Feeling an intense pain in her back Emma felt someone slither up and straddle her. Watching Regina's clothes bunch up around her crotch only meant that her bum would look great... Her mind was taken off the pain as she glared at the brunette holding onto Regina's head and flipping her over, secretly Emma had always wanted to be on top.

With a flick of her wrists the tides changed and Emma was on the bottom once again with the older woman on top hungrily licking her lips.gasping and gulping neither knew what to do. Sparks began to fly from around them as they locked hands and we're lifted into the air. "Oh mom! Why couldn't we do that?" Henry giggled as he watched the two getting along. Looking deeply into each other's eyes, they could hear him but neither one responded. "What are you doing Em?" Regina whispered scared of breaking their moment. "Me, I'm not doing anything, I thought it was you. Did you just call me Em?" Her little face light up, truth was neither was doing anything. The magic was something powerful, something they had yet to find out about.

"Emma?" At hearing a voice that wasn't Henry's Regina's face turned instantly. Breaking their connection causing them to fall, Emma's cat like reflexes put her on her feet to catch Regina in her arms like the princess she thought the woman was. Placing her gently on her feet the two looked awkwardly towards Snow and Charming. "hi." Henry's chipper voice brought a lighter mood to their feelings.

Looking around the brunette quickly snatched her coat and headed for the door. Snow closely watched her daughters face dampen at the brunettes leave and understood... She'd pulled that same face the first time she watched charming walk away. "Thank you but I should be going now." Emma's eyes went dark as all she could do was look at the floor and scuff we feet sliding her hands in her back pockets.

"Stay please?" She knew that voice so well but it wasn't Emma or Henry. Snow? She was wondering why on earth Snow White would want her anywhere near her daughter, house... At night especially "I mean Emma's bed is big enough for five people, it practically fills her room. After all it's the least I can do for having them both whilst me and David had time." Emma shot her mother the most beautiful beaming smile she'd ever given anyone and Regina seemed a little hesitant. "Please Gina? It's family games night and Dad makes waffles in the morning." Her eyes seemed to lighten at the thought Emma too wanted her there. With the charmings irresistible smiles she couldn't help but put down her coat and head back into the room.

The clock had just gone midnight and Emma didn't want to move the sleeping head from her chest. Gently moving her onto the pillow Emma smiled and watched her for a moment, even Regina's breathing was perfect.

Carefully she stepped out of the room and went down to make some hot coco "cinnamon with that?" Emma turned around to see her mother with a raised eyebrow. Snow seemed to have a smile on her face "why don't you tell her how you feel? Maybe you'll be good for her and since she doesn't remember Robin or Marian it's perfect. Emma it's so obvious and don't lie to me, I'm your mother." Emma tried to speak but words failed her. Sitting down in a huff she couldn't believe how speechless she was by her moms statement. "Is it that obvious?" Snow nodded her head and took a sip of her daughters cocoa. Perfectly sweetened like Christmas with vanilla and cinnamon. Lots of cinnamon was how Emma liked all her drinks now.