What About Last Night

My Love

Eyes getting huge and shaking uncontrollably, Regina pulled the phone away from her ear and stared at it wide eyed. Emma encircled Regina with her powerful arms, holding her close as the slightly smaller woman shook uncontrollably. “What the fuck was that all about?” she whispered in her ear.

“I don’t know.” Regina’s voice quiet and audibly trembling, “There was just breathing a-and a horrible growl after I yelled for you.” 

“Well let’s write down the number just in case we need it for something,” Emma adamantly suggested, grabbing a post-it and pen scribbling it down in her messy scrawl.

After calming her girlfriend down, Emma volunteered to go get dinner since Regina had done it the previous night, so she grabbed her keys off of the side table and took off for the door. “I’ll be back in 25-30 minutes okay?”

Still shuddering a bit Regina replied, “Alright, but hurry back.”

“I will babe.” Giving her a quick smile and blowing her a kiss, she marched out the door.

Having eaten dinner in the living room in front of the tv out of Styrofoam to go boxes, the lovers curled up again, the brunette molding her back into Emma’s front, head resting on her toned shoulder. The blonde turned on Netflix and continued their journey into the fae underground. Currently, they were watching the main character go undercover as a criminal that was caught stealing and was sent to a prison built especially for fae in order to reveal what happened to the previous prison doctor, who had been killed and why the reformed criminals were re-offending.

As the episode wrapped up, two main characters were wrapped in a heated lip lock causing Regina to start feel heat slithering throughout her lithe yet voluptuous body. The sensation enveloped her starting at her face traveling down her body making its home in the center of her slender thighs. Clearing her throat, “Uh-um.”

The corners of the blonde’s lips knowingly turned up slightly. “Do you need something to drink? Water? Juice? Vodka?” she asked in a playful tone, breathily whispering in the brunette’s ear, snickering and raising a brow as the latter twisted her head just enough to look at her beautifully ivory pallor.

Returning the sarcastic lob the smaller woman smirked. “No. But I am thirsty for something, “ she answered in a low husky voice, unable to control her raging hormones and racing thoughts. As she flipped around in the blonde’s arms she straddled the woman again, firmly pressing their lips together and threading her long, lithe, warm fingers through corn silk hair. Mouths sliding over each other’s, there were soft sighs and little moans echoing around them. Regina began to rotate her hips unashamedly so she was slowly grinding on Emma’s lap, trying to find purchase on it to relieve her fevered need, breathing faster. Noticing her dilemma, the art major started to gyrate her waist upward to meet her girlfriend’s, attempting to alleviate the increasing throb that was emanating from her core as well.

Their mouths met in a slow, languid kiss taking their time, relishing the moment. Parting her lips, encouraging Regina to do the same she convinced her to do just that. Then she invaded the raven beauty's mouth with her tongue exploring it, committing it to memory. Strong hands traveled down from a slim waist to a round, firm ass that was still moving in a circular motion on the lap of the blonde, the latter squeezing the cheeks through tan shorts. Shortly after, her warm hands moved under the dark maroon sleeveless vest that was covering perfect round breasts that Emma was aching to expose for her viewing pleasure, finding their home on the bra covered globes.

Regina released her grasping on her lovers hair and gently slapped the pale hands away from her chest, silently insisting on undressing herself. Painstakingly slow, she unbuttoned the vest stripping it off and tossed it over her shoulder haphazardly, not caring where it landed. Reaching over to the hem of  her dear ‘friends’ off white tank top she ripped it from her body, throwing it in the same direction as her own shirt, hands quickly grabbing a blue jean shorts clad ass. Drinking in the vision of the woman beneath her, her mouth found lips that resembled pink ribbons, capturing them in a delicate kiss, one that promised things that had yet to unravel. Wanting to say those three little words that could make or break a relationship, Regina held back for fear of ruining the bond that she had with Emma. Instead, pulling away from hungry lips she said, “Gods I want you….” she put forth into the universe.