As a pale, lightly calloused hand was running along her side, she sighed, thinking, 'Finally! Finally, she's touching me!' The faceless figure above her gradually became clearer. Jade green eyes and blonde corn silk hair came into view. As the woman propped herself on the one hand, holding her body weight, the other roamed, slowly mapping and memorizing the feel of her abdomen. It was taut yet soft, then the appendage traveled to her still-clothed ample breasts, tweaking the pinnacle of one, then the other, causing a throaty moan to escape her slender throat.
Regina awoke to an unexpected audible noise from her bed partner, who took on the role of the
big spoon as they slept, and a palm gently fondling her left breast. 'Well, that's interesting.' The
brunette thought to herself with a grin growing on her face. She gently places her darker-toned
hand on top of the milky white one and squeezes, a low groan escaping her plump lips as her
dark eyes shut, relishing the feeling. Her fair-haired bed partner awoke with a small jerk, not
used to being touched in her sleep.
A deep gasp escaped from Emma as her green eyes flew open. "Huh?"
Regina lay as still as possible, not wanting Emma to realize not only that she was awake but
what she was doing as well.
Emma attempted to slide her hand out from underneath the brunette's, but the latter decided the
game was up and held her hand firmly in place.
Swallowing roughly, "Uhhh R-Regina? You awake?" Emma questioned softly.
It was with a drawn out sigh that the mayor answered, "Yes, yes I am." Knowing that the
moment had passed.
Emma bolted up out of bed immediately and began panicking as she paced at the foot of the
bed. "Oh my god! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to practically molest you in your sleep!"
Regina sat up in bed gracefully, as usual, and scooted to the edge of the bed, grabbing Emma's
wrist causing her to stop her incessant back and forth across the floor. Green eyes met deep
brown, "Emma, you can't molest someone who wants you to do it."
Emma stared at the mayor, looking for any signs of dishonesty and finding none. "Really?"
"And I would love to see where this leads, but we have other priorities right now, and I want to be
able to focus all my attention on you when the time is right."
Just then, there were heavy, sleepy steps moving toward the closed bedroom door. "Moms? Are
you in there...and awake?"
Emma tore her vivid green eyes away from the deep brown ones of the woman she adored and
looked at her bedroom door, "Yeah, kid, we are."
As the women heard him shuffling around in the hallway, they also heard his pubescent voice
cracking, "Can I come in?"
Regina answered this time, "Absolutely, my prince." She said lovingly as a loving smile crossed
her lush lips.
The heavy door opened with a slight creak as the tawny-haired boy trudged into the room and
sat next to his adoptive mother. She wrapped one of her arms around his broadening shoulders
and gave him an affectionate squeeze. "Are you alright, my little prince?"
"Mom, I'm not little anymore, and yeah, I'm doing better. Still a little creeped out, but I'm okay."
Emma sat down on the other side of him and wrapped her arm around his other side, "Do you
want to tell us the rest of your little adventure?"
He quietly nodded and began his tale of his night out and capture.
__________________________________________
It was 6:00pm, so after gathering the information about Henry's excursion, the group traveled to the sparsely decorated kitchen, where they agreed on what to eat for dinner. Henry sat at the
breakfast bar, watching his mothers flit around the room gathering ingredients, working in concert like a well-oiled machine. The trio decided on cacio e pepe, a seemingly simple dish; however, it was difficult to perfect, with a side salad and garlic bread with mozzarella cheese.
Regina dug a large serving bowl out of one of the cupboards placing the Italian dish in it directly
from the pan and grated some additional fresh parmigiano reggiano over the top as well as
some fresh herbs. Emma had removed the garlic bread from the oven, making sure the
mozzarella was melted copiously over the top. "Henry, would you please grab the salad and
take it to the dining room, then set places for dinner?" The brunette requested softly. The boy
merely nodded and went about doing his tasks.
After placing the cheesy bread on a large serving plate, Emma turned around and focused on
the mayor. "So, what do you think should be the next step in this mess?" She inquired softly so
Henry couldn't hear.
"Well, I expect we'll be getting another text or at least be contacted in some form by whoever
is blackmailing me. I say we wait." The raven-haired beauty said in a similar tone. "Oh, I'm going
to need you to pick up some more paperwork from my office tomorrow. As well as drop some off
with Sophie. I'll put a note on top for her so she'll know what I need her to do with them."
"No problem." The sheriff informed her with a soft smile.
Henry returned from the dining room, catching the end of the women's conversation. "What's no
problem?" The curious kid inquired, his eyes flitting between his mothers'.
Emma tore her eyes away from the stunning brunette and gave her son her attention. "Your
Mom just wanted me to pick up more paperwork for her." She answered with a caring smile.
His green eyes got wide as fear grew in them. "S-so you're gonna leave mom and I a-alone?"
The blonde stood silently for a moment, deep in thought, wondering what she could say to
comfort her son. "Okay, kid, how about your mom and I put a protection barrier around the place
until I get home? How does that sound?"
A head of chestnut hair nodded, barely discernible. "Okay, Ma, I'd feel better with that."
___________________________________________
Emma exited the elevator and walked directly towards Regina's secretary, "Hey, Sophie. How's it
going?" She genuinely inquired.
The lithe woman yawned widely before answering, "I'm well, a bit tired, but it's okay."
"I'm so sorry you're so tired." Concern evident in forest green eyes. "Late night?"
"Thank you, Sheriff, it kind of was; I don't want to bother you with it. What can I do for you
today?"
The blonde let the conversation go, "I'm just here to pick up Regina's non-ending paperwork."
She answered with her signature lopsided smile.
"Oh, well, I can grab it for you if you want." The younger woman offered, nervously twiddling her
thumbs.
Emma being the observant sheriff she was, had noticed but once again let it go, "That'd be
great, thanks."
____________________________________________
The blonde swung by the sheriff's office on her way home to check on Mulan and see if she had
any more leads. Swinging the glass door open, she heard two voices, one she recognized as
Mulan's, but she wasn't sure who the other person was, only that it was a male, or at least
sounded like it. She peeked around the corner and saw a familiar head of crazy brown hair.
'Ahhh, it's Jefferson. I wonder what he wants', she contemplated to herself.
As she struts confidently into the bullpen, Mulan sees her interrupting Jefferson as he was
talking, "Sheriff Sw-.....I mean, Emma, what are you doing here? Aren't you taking today off?"
The wild-haired man spun around, "Uh, well, I better go." He sped past the blonde, not wasting a
glance at her.
Emma looked at him as he hurried out of the door, 'I wonder what that was all about.'
Remembering Mulan's question, she answered, "Uhh, I was just checking to see how things are
going on the investigation. What was Jefferson doing here?"
"He was just asking how Regina and Henry were doing. As for the investigation, we haven't
really found anything new yet, but we're still digging. As you know, Regina has had quite a few
enemies over her reign as queen, as well as mayor, before she changed her ways, so it's taking
time to go through everything." The Asian woman explained, hoping to give her boss a
satisfactory response.
The blonde devoured the information and, with appreciation, said, "Thank you again for helping
with this and keeping things under wraps. By the way, what did you tell Jefferson?"
"Absolutely nothing, Emma; I simply told him that he would have to speak with you." The deputy
answered firmly and honestly with conviction in deep brown eyes.
"Thank you again....for everything." The sheriff sincerely said as she turned to leave. "Oh, Henry
is still waiting for you to come over and play video games with him again." She announced
playfully with a smirk. "Just tell me when and we'll arrange it."
It's no problem, and I look forward to it." Her subordinate confirmed with a grin of her own.