The Double Life Of Regina Mills

Chapter 16

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.

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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.