I'll Give My All To You (COMPLETE)

THIRTEEN

The air was hot and muggy, and Lola and I were due for a run. Though I was reluctant to do so, I knew that if I postponed this run, we'd never get to it. I finished lacing up my runners shoes and hooked Lola on her red leather leash. I sigh, looking at myself one more time in the long, oak boarded mirror.  My hair is in a long ponytail and I'm wearing my black pair of Nike shorts. I had put on Emma's blue Softball shirt with Swan-Nolan written on the back of it. I smirk to myself as I rub my hands up my neck, trying to rub in the concealer I had put on earlier, in attempt to hide the fresh hickeys Emma had left last night.

Lola whimpers, causing me to come out of my daze and head for the door with her hot on my trail. I reach the main floor and huff as I jump off the last wooden step. On my way towards the door, I catch my mother on the phone.  I whisper a simple "I love you," and step outside. Once the air hit me, I gagged. Sweat began to bead across my forehead and I shake my head, trying not to think about the heat. 

"This is the stupidest idea ever," I whispered to Lola, who was also panting; it was as if we already finished our run. She groaned, showing how much she hated this as well. "We are definitely not doing this today," I groan, turning to go back inside. As I step inside, I'm hit with cold air and the sound of my mother's voice fills my ears. 

"Mother?" I half shout. 

"Yes?" she asks. I walk towards the kitchen, finding  her sitting at the counter.  She smirks as she sees my sweating demeanor. "Not going for a run, I see," she says, curling her fingers around her white coffee mug. I watch as she sips the black liquid, letting it drizzle down her throat. 

I scoff and walk over to set Lola's leash on the counter. "No, we are not. It's scorching out there," I whine. She sets her coffee on the counter and I reach over to grab it. I lift it to my dark red lips and take in the sweet aroma before sipping it. As I pull it away from my lips, a dark, crimson stain is left. 

"Dear, why don't you invite someone over," she hints towards the picture of me and Emma as thirteen year old girls. I smile at the picture of my blonde friend holding me on her back.  

"Are you sure? She's been here almost every day this week," I ask reluctantly. 

"Darling, are you getting tired of your own girlfriend?" she asks, smirking, taking another sip of coffee. 

"No," I retort. Yes, I think to myself.  She quirks her eyebrow. I groan and shake my shoulders, reaching for her coffee cup. I press my lips to the ceramic cup and intake another sip. "If I'm being honest," I say, passing the cup back to her, " a little... I mean... I love her, I really do! But... she's a little... too much," I finish. 

"Darling, you're the one who pressed for the relationship," she responds. 

I knit my eyebrows quizzically. "Well-" I begin but she shakes her head. 

"Now don't get me wrong, Emma's a wonderful girl," she reaches out and grabs my hand. "And I couldn't be prouder of you, but... maybe you should just take things slow, you know?" 

I smirk at her. 

She shakes her head, "Slower. Got it?" 

I nod, "Yes." 

"I love you, my dear," she says, squeezing my hand in hers. 

I smile, "I love you too."  

*****

Emma presses her lips to mine, causing my breathing to hitch in my throat. She placed her hand at the small of my back and began lifting my shirt. I pull away for a split second to catch my breath, just for her to crash hers back on mine. She presses my body down into the mattress and I sigh as she crawls on top of me, straddling my waist. Her tongue slips in my mouth and collides with mine. We begin in a venomous rhythm, never pressing for more. She slides her hand up the front of my blue see through blouse and reaches for my breast which is being pressed into my chest because of the tight black bra. As she does, my mother's words come back to me: Slower.

"Emma," I whisper, trying to get her off. 

"Gina," she moans, pressing for more kisses. I groan at the pressure she's putting on my needy center. 

"Slower," I repeat my mother's words in my head. 

"Do you wanna go slower? I can go slower," she offers, dragging her knee slower in my center. 

I push her off. "No," I say and shake my head, trying to catch my breath. I take in her form. My lipstick is smudged all over her mouth and around it. She knits her eyebrows and leans into me.

"What's going on?" She asks, putting her hand on my bare shoulder. "Everything okay?" 

"No," I respond. Then I nod my head, "I mean yes. It's just..." I try and find the right words to say but everything in me just wants to pounce right back on her. "I think we're going too fast. You know? Maybe we should go slower than what we're at... does that make sense?" I ask, trying to sum up all of my thoughts. 

She partially nods once, her face still scrunched up. "Yes," she drags out the word. She begins fixing her shirt and I pull mine around to cover my shoulder back up and begin to redo my bun. "So," she extends, finishing wiping away the lipstick on her lips. 

"So," I nod. She looks me back in the eyes and I try to look away but I won't let myself. She inches her hand towards mine on my now crumpled comforter. I intertwine our fingers together and she smiles at me. Looking at the lipstick which is slightly smudged still on her lips, just makes me want to lean in and take her as mine. 

"What did you do today?" She boredly asks, pulling me out of my trance. Even though she knows, I begin to explain and she pretends to be interested. After about ten minutes I give in. 

"This is pointless," I breathe heavily and lean back into her body, smashing our lips back together. 

"Finally," Emma whispers and I feel her smile. I push her back on the bed, placing me on top of her. I slip my tongue into her mouth and her mine, and this is what we do for most of the night. Because that's all I want. I could kiss Emma Swan for the rest of my life and I would be happy. Because she's mine, and I'm hers. 

Viva la SwanQueen! SwanQueen is one hundred percent endgame! I know this was late and I've left you guys for a while and I'm so sorry! Don't worry, this isn't the end. I know my last book was shorter(and if you haven't read it you totally should) but this one has a very bright future, promise! ;) Lots of love!!