A/N: IT'S FINALLY FINISHED. It took forever to finish and I apologize about the long wait. It's been a very long time since I've written anything so I hope you enjoy this final chapter.

As Regina lay back, trying to regain her energy, Emma had hopped onto her lap, slowly easing herself onto the magic member. Both women inhaled sharply. Emma was ready, she needed to feel Regina inside her. Whether she had a cock or not, she needed her. ALL of her. "Emma!" she cried. "You're so tight!" the brunette placed her hands onto the blondes hips steadying her. The blonde slightly winced, a bit before she got comfortable. Regina slowly began thrusting her hips. Both women hissed in pleasure. "A-are you okay?" she breathed.

"Yesss." Emma hummed back. "It's different."

"Well, let's try it this way." Regina sat up, grabbing the blonde. "Wrap your legs around me." When Emma complied, the brunette flipped them to where she was on top of her. Regina caressed the blondes face before placing a chastle kiss upon her lips. "Are you ready, dear?" she whispered. Emma gave an eager nod, taking her bottom lip into her mouth.

Regina slowly began pumping inside of her. Very gently at first, then becoming more and more sporadic as she groaned in utter pleasure. Emma's breathing was a roller coaster of high and lows, panting and muffles. She wrapped her legs tighter and tighter around the queen, the heels of her feet digging into her lower back. Regina smirked at the stinging pain in her back. "Oh, Emma, you're so exquisite." she breathed. All the blonde could do was thread her fingers through brunette locks. Soon, they both became incredibly hungry with need. Emma began bucking hard with need…the need for release. The clenching and unclenching of Emma's tightness around her was maddening. She was coming to her climax when suddenly Emma screamed out the most animalistic scream she had ever heard. With only a thrust more, the regal queen became a fit of multiple orgasms. She began tugging blonde silk hair, thrusting with an ungodly force, so hard she believed the earth around her trembled. The noises Emma heard from the regal woman was enough force to cause another earth shattering orgasm. She began to scratch at the queen's back so hard, she was sure blood was drawn. I'd like to lick it up.

Once the pleasure of their climax was over, Regina rolled over, sweat dripping down her body, panting hazardously. She winced slightly at the movement as her back was on fire, but she loved it. Her magical membered at faded to her original sex once removed. She glanced at her lover, smirking at the exhaustion upon her face. "Well…?" the queen husked.

"That was…that was…" She couldn't even find the word to match how their love making had felt.

Regina chuckled. "That good, hm?" Emma could only nod, eyes still shut, mouth agape. "I hope I didn't hurt you too much, dear."

Emma shook her head quickly. "No! it was perfect." finally, she turned to look at the queen in all her glory, with that smug look on her face. "It was everything I needed and more."

The queen smirked, leaning in to kiss her deliciously. "Good; because I think I that needs to happen more."

"I agree." Emma sighed with pleasure, curling closer to the woman she had grown to love. "I love you."

"I love you too."

A month later:

After the glorious week in the forest, Emma became herself again. It was exactly what she needed. She replayed the night they made love over and over again. She even begged Regina to have her that way again. She reviled in the idea and had no problem giving Emma exactly what she wanted. They even kept at it for almost over twenty-four hours. It was absolutely exhilarating. Both women had so much stamina, it was as if they were training for a race. It was almost nonstop. Eventually, Regina had to ask Emma that they got back into their normal routine, which she pouted about. However, Regina was missing incredibly important meetings with other Kings, Queens, and other courtly matters.

One afternoon, when the queen was in the middle of conversing about the Kingdom's budget, she saw Emma timidly enter the room. "Miss. Swan, this is highly inappropriate!" she snapped. Regina hated being interrupted in the middle of her meetings.

"I need to speak to you…now. It's important." Emma demanded. Her demeanor seemed apprehensive, however, it was hard to tell.

"Can't it wait? I'm in the middle of-"

"No, it can't." Emma opened the door wider as she waited for the queen. She could hardly believe she spoke to her that way. Oh, she's going to pay for this later, Regina thought.

The queen excused herself as she exited the grand hall. She grabbed the blonde by the wrist and pulled her to the nearest corridor. "How dare you! I was in the middle of a very important-"

"I'm pregnant."

The words shook the regal woman in utter shock. All the anger from her body drained from her, along with the rest of her emotions. "Y-you're what?"

"I'm pregnant." the words began to ring though her ears, vibrating throughout her entire body. She felt as if she was going to faint. "Regina? Regina? Are you okay?"

"H-how? How is this possible?"

"I've been doing some research. I've learned that if a magical phallus is used, it can cause pregnancy. And well…we've only been having sex that way for almost two months now. It seems it was bound to happen."

Regina stood completely frozen. Unable to contain an emotion. Was she really ready for a child? "Are you sure? How do you know for certain?" Emma grasped her hand, placing it on her tight, slightly swollen belly. Her eyes widened.

"I'm eleven weeks. I already checked with a doctor."

"Why didn't you tell me sooner? We've had sex within eleven weeks!" she was starting to get angry.

"I wasn't sure how you'd take it. Besides, pregnant women have sex all the time! It doesn't harm the baby, AND it's good for me." Emma was trying to be light-hearted, but it wasn't working. She hadn't seen Regina this upset with her in a long time.

"I need to get back to my court. We'll talk about this later." she retorted bitterly. As she began to stalk back to the grand hall, Emma scoffed.

"So that's it? That's all you have to say? You just, use me for your pleasure and now that I'm carrying your child, you're going to abandon me?!" this caused the queen to stop dead in her tracks, turning sharply with fire in her eyes. "I thought you loved me, but I guess I am nothing more to you than a slave." Emma hung her head for a moment as she shook her head. "I guess things will never change. Don't worry. I'll leave now."

"Emma!" The queen shouted as the blonde turned away, storming up the stairs. She called the nearest guard. "Dismiss everyone and send my sincerest apologizes. I have an emergency to deal with."

"Yes, you're Majesty! Right away!"

She was angry at this action, however, she needed to explain herself to Emma once and for all. Emma was more important to her than a ridiculous budget meeting or even her throne to say the least. She would drop anything for that woman and she had the audacity to accuse of her feelings not changing. How are she!

With a wave of her hand she was in her bedroom with a crying Emma. "How dare you!" this startled her, causing her to jump. "You think my feelings for you haven't changed?! Need I remind you of when I poured my heart out to you when you left a year ago?! How depressed I was those days you were gone? Then, after the war when you were balancing on life or death, how I longed for you to live to keep me alive?!" Regina's voice began to crack as her eyes filled with emotion. "I love you Emma. You are the world to me! I apologize for reacting as I did downstairs, but I wasn't expecting this! I never expected this! Me, a mother? Do I seem motherly material?" Emma just bore into her speechlessly. "If you asked me to runaway with you and leave my status behind, I would." this confession stunned the blonde. "I can't live without you. You may have started out my slave, but in reality, I am yours…you have my heart. You have me willingly…something no one has ever claimed. Something I would never give to another. Yet you loved me so effortlessly, so unconditionally, you took the most vulnerable parts of me and made me yours." Regina was weeping at this point, watching Emma's tears fall silently down her face. "I love you."

Emma bolted up to her queen engulfing her in her arms. "Oh, Regina, I love you too." Emma began sobbing. "I was so scared you didn't want me."

"I could never not want or desire you." the queen took the blonde's face into her hands, rubbing her thumb across both of her cheeks. "I am terrified of losing you, now I am terrified of being a mother."

Emma exhaled with a smile. "Regina, you're going to be a great mother. I just know it."

"You really think so?"

"Yes." she whispered.

"Emma, do you want to be with me always?"

"Of course."

"Marry me. Be mine forever."

"Is that a question or a statement?" both women chuckled.

"Do you want to marry me, Emma?" she released her hands from her face, removing one of her rings. "This was my father's wedding ring." she slipped it onto Emma's ring finger. "Please, say yes. If you don't like this ring, I will get a proper one."

"YES! YES REGINA!" She lunged forward, entrapping her lips. "I love it. It's perfect."

"My knight in shining armor."

Emma smirked. "You're king more like."

"Whatever you say, dear. As long as you're mine for the rest of time."

A year later:

Now married, Queen Regina and Queen Emma had a son, Prince Henry. He was the best baby either of them had ever witnessed. He had Emma's radiant eyes, but looked just like Regina. The regal queen never thought she would ever be a mother, or thought she had it in her, yet she found herself constantly with Henry. Whenever he wasn't well, she was there. She loved nothing more than their family picnics on the weekend, Henry giggling was music to her ears, or seeing Emma hum a lullaby. She never thought this life was meant for her, yet it came so easily. When she lay in bed at night, Emma snuggled comfortably by her side she couldn't help but think, who ended up being the slave or more.