I don't own these characters; Disney/ABC does.

Public Service Announcement: this is the next installment of my Who We Are series. This means it is an Omegaverse story, starring alpha!Emma and omega!Regina. What does that mean? Emma has a penis. This story has G!P, futa, or whatever you call it. There's also quite a bit of sex in the story. So, if those things aren't your cup of tea, then back away slowly.

A/N: I would like to thank Kylie for being my beta on this. And as always, for updates on this story or any of my work, or just come say hi to me on Facebook.

Lessons In Love

1: Guiding Light in a Fog

"Can you just get out of the car?" Regina clutched the steering wheel so tightly the veins in her hands popped up. She needed to strangle something and it was better to do the car than her partner, or so she assumed anyway. Emma was being childish and refused to get out of the car now that they pulled up to the doctor's office.

"I don't need to go to a doctor now that I think about it. I'm good. We should go back home," Emma replied, tapping the dashboard repeatedly.

Regina shook her head. "We're not going back home. We've put this off long enough. You need to get a check up." She wanted to do this after Emma had her rut, but then her heat showed up ridiculously early. Now, she was certain they would sync the next time one of them went into anything and she did not know what to expect with that. Added in, she believed they needed to understand what those beta drugs might have done to Emma since they stopped her from having a rut until a couple of weeks ago.

"I don't need a check up. I feel fine and I've been fine for almost fifteen years. It's okay," Emma said, folding her arms across her chest.

Regina resisted the urge to rub her temples. She did not want to have this argument again, but apparently they were having this argument again. I didn't repeat things this much under the Curse when time stood still. "It's not okay. You just had a rut for the first time. You have to know those drugs did something to your body and we should find out as soon as possible."

With a frown, Emma threw up her hands. "What, I work perfectly fine. I mean, we got Henry, don't we?"

Regina offered Emma a deadpan look for her troubles and kept an unkind remark to herself. What an alpha thing to think! She got an omega pregnant, so everything must be all right. She took a deep breath to keep her cool and try to get Emma to do the right thing. If I have to do this again after this, I'm just using magic. I'd rather deal with the fallout of that than this ever again.

"Yes, we have Henry, but you also just had a rut for the first time. Your body could be changing right before us and we have no idea. Who knows what could be happening with you as we speak? What if you go into withdrawal? What if there are side effects we don't even know about? Nor do we know what to expect happen to you if there are side effects? Beyond that, I'm sure you know we'll more than likely sync our mating time and neither of us knows what to expect for that," Regina said, having to repeat herself for the umpteenth time. She made these arguments to get Emma to agree to the doctor's appointment, she made these arguments to get Emma out of bed this morning, she made these arguments to get Emma into the car not even twenty minutes ago, and here she was making them again.

Emma had the nerve to groan, like this was a burden for her. "But, I feel fine."

"Emma, I know this can be a scary thing. I had to deal with this when I was pregnant with Henry. I didn't expect it to happen, didn't know what to expect from it, and I hated having to expose to a stranger I was an omega, but it needed to be done. I needed to care for Henry and also myself because I had to take care of Henry," Regina pointed out, making sure to keep her tone soft. She would not call it gentle, but definitely not her usual bite Emma was accustomed to.

Regina knew one of the worst things about this for Emma was letting someone else know she was an alpha. Regina could relate to that very well, but there were some things that overrode that fear. She thought she got there with Emma, but apparently not.

"And you did an awesome job. Henry's fine and I'm fine. I don't need to do this," Emma said.

Regina sighed. Stay calm. You know why Emma's nervous over this. Don't lose it. Stay calm. "You do need to do this because you were worried when I pointed out your appetite has picked up and your sex drive increased. These are just things I've noticed. What is happening inside you that we haven't noticed? We shouldn't wait to find out."

Emma went quiet. This was the problem Regina had to bring up several times. They had no idea what was happening internally with Emma since she got off her beta drugs. It was time to find out. Emma seemed to agree as she opened the car door.

Regina breathed a sigh of relief. Had that not worked, Emma would have found herself teleported into the doctor's office, which was how she should have done this in the first place. Why did she bother explaining things eight times to Emma? Instead of dwelling on that, she followed Emma out of the car and into the office. A mint scent lingered in the air and Regina wondered if it was on purpose, like to relax any antsy patients might come in. Maybe it would work on Emma.

They went to the counter and Emma looked around, casing the place maybe, trying to plan out her escape. Regina signed them in. The nurse at the desk looked at them, but found her paperwork more fascinating when her eyes found Regina's glaring face. Regina took Emma's hand to lead her away. Hazel eyes continued to wander the plain waiting room, lingering on some of the abstract paintings on the wall.

As Regina and Emma took a seat in the waiting area, Emma's leg immediately went to bouncing. Regina put her hand on Emma's knee, steadying the anxious behavior. Emma put her hand over Regina's hand.

"Are you sure this is cool? I mean, what if this doctor opens his big mouth?" Emma asked.

"We have to get you checked out. You should have a checkup annually," Regina replied. She was firm believer in this since having Henry. She needed to make sure their child was always in the best health or catch anything early and now she believed that for her child's sire.

Emma scoffed and stared at her. "Oh, yeah? When was the last time you went to the doctor?"

Regina sighed. "I've made myself an appointment as well." While that did not answer the question, it answered another question she knew lingered in Emma's mind. Regina was now in a relationship and the omega in a relationship with an alpha who could possibly get her pregnant. Beyond that, they were a family, so she owed it to their son and her partner to make sure her health was in order. Yes, she would have to see a doctor.

Emma sat up a little straighter, clearly not expecting that. She regarded Regina with wide eyes and a closed mouth. Regina got a chance to savor her partner's dumbfounded expression and silence for a long moment. Then, the nurse called for Emma, so she did not even have a chance to mount a comeback. Regina would take the small victory.

"Come on." Regina tapped Emma on the elbow to get her to rise.

Emma sighed, sagged her shoulders, and climbed to her feet. "This is stupid."

"It's necessary. And if you'll stop sulking, I'll make it worth your while," Regina replied.

Emma arched an eyebrow. "How worth my while?"

"I'll make the chicken and potatoes dish you like."

Emma moaned. "Oh. Sounds good."

Regina shook her head. "It's sad how easy it is to bribe you with food rather than sexual favors."

Hazel eyes went wide again. "You mean I can get sexual favors, too?"

"You're greedy."

"No, you're amazing, so I want everything you want to give me." Emma grinned.

"Charmer."

"And you love it."

Regina rolled her eyes as they entered the examination room. They shut the door before Emma sat down on the examination table. They did not want to chance anyone but the doctor coming in and figuring out that Emma was not a beta. The doctor came in from a door opposite where Regina stood. He was tall, in a white lab coat, and focused on a clipboard for a moment. And he blinked dark brown eyes in surprise the second he saw them.

"I thought the nurse was lying about the mayor and sheriff being here together," the doctor said. Santiago Aye was the best doctor in town, specializing in alphas, but he had never had the mayor as a patient.

"Who would lie about that?" Emma wondered aloud and she made a point.

The doctor shook his head and then looked between them. "This is true, but it was so unbelievable that a lie was a better explanation than both of you being here. I'm not sure I understand what is going on here, though. Care to explain?" He scratched the top of his head, mussing his thin dreadlocks.

"Doctor Aye, we need your absolute discretion on this matter," Regina said.

"I am a doctor, in all worlds, so I take my oath here as seriously as I would take my practice in the Old World," he replied.

Regina nodded, believing him. He was a doctor of legends in the Old World with powers well beyond her knowledge. While he had a mixed reputation in the Old World, nothing she knew about him suggested he would run his mouth about Emma's status. "Emma is an alpha and she's been taking street drugs to give off the scent and aura of a beta. Since we've come into a relationship, she's stopped taking the drugs. In that time, I've noticed an increase in her appetite and sex drive."

Nodding, Aye turned his attention to Emma. "Do you have a sample of this drug?"

Emma shook her head. "No, I took the last of them a few months ago. I thought it would stop me from wanting Regina."

"And that didn't work. Was Regina in rut and that overpowered your drugs?" Aye asked.

"No, Doctor, I was in heat," Regina replied.

Aye's face didn't change, even if information was a surprise. There was not even a tick in his copper cheek. "Any other information?"

"I hadn't ever had a rut until two weeks ago," Emma said.

Aye made a grunting sound and then moved to the table with his medical supplies. "I'll do a full checkup and blood work. I would rather have this drug to test to be able to tell you what side effects you might expect, but I'll do my best with what I have."

"That's all we ask," Regina said. She did not expect miracles, but she expected something close to it from a legendary doctor.

Regina was silent as Doctor Aye went to work. Emma did not ask any questions verbally, but her eyes asked more than enough. Aye talked her through everything he did, even the simple things like checking her heartbeat. He was especially thorough when he asked her drop her pants and she looked like she was going to run out of the room. She did so, but she hesitated enough for Aye to glance away, as if giving her some privacy. When he turned back, he continued on his examine with the utmost professionalism and made notes on his clipboard. He handed her a cup.

"Oh, I know what to do with this," Emma said.

"Good, as it's the last part of the examination. The bathroom is down the hall," Aye replied.

"Should I accompany you?" Regina asked.

Emma shook her head. "No, no, no. I don't need you to hold my hand to take a piss. You can badger him about my results while I'm gone." She grinned, but it did not meet her eyes. She was gone before Regina could say anything.

"Should we be worried?" Regina asked.

Aye finished writing on his clipboard. "She seems healthy enough. I'll know more after all her labs come back. Are you sure there isn't any way for her to get me a sample of this drug she was on? If it's been out of her system for two weeks…"

Regina shook her head. "Over four months."

Aye winced. "How was she planning to get more if you want everyone to think she's a beta?"

"That you have to ask her. I've given her a potion to do what the drug does without the side effects."

Aye nodded and rubbed his palms together in thought. "All right."

"Should I help brace her for any bad news so far?"

He shook his head. "No, nothing too bad. I think you both will handle it better with you together, though."

Regina nodded and Emma returned with the cup. Aye put it in a medical bag and wrote on it. Emma took her seat on the table while Aye stepped out for a moment, giving the sample to a nurse more than likely. He then came back in and sat on his stool, jotting down on last thing.

"Step into my office," Aye said as he climbed to his feet and walked to the other door.

Regina and Emma followed him and they took seats at his desk as he sat down. He glanced at his clipboard before focusing on them. Emma grabbed Regina's hand and she could feel the little tremble. Emma was nervous and rightfully so since she had not been to the doctor in at least fifteen years.

"So, on the surface everything looks okay," Aye said.

"Just okay?" Emma asked. "That doesn't sound good."

"Well, some of the things I can already tell are symptoms from whatever street drug you were taking since you presented. One of the reasons you pass so well for a beta is your height. You probably would have grown a few more inches if you didn't start taking this drug as soon as you presented. Alphas' bodies produce different levels of hormones after presenting and you had years of growth left in you that you cut off at the knees and it won't come back like your growing metabolism. This growth includes height, musculature, and penis."

Emma flinched, eyes glancing down at her crotch very briefly. "I should be bigger?" She turned to Regina. "Um…"

Regina gave her hand a squeeze. "You're fine." She did not have any problems with Emma's size.

"I think my musculature is pretty good." Emma flexed her bicep, displaying a rather impressive muscle.

"No, it is good, but most alphas display more bulk. Again, I suspect that all goes back to the drug. It doesn't mean anything because you're healthy. Your heart rate is good, weight is good, and such. Your blood pressure was a little high, but you can work that out through diet."

Emma nodded. "Well, she'll work it out for me." She pointed to Regina.

Regina shrugged. "It's true."

"All right. I'll call you to let you know about the fluid samples. If you would like, you could give me a hair sample for me to see if there are traces of the beta drugs you were taking," Aye said.

Emma glanced at Regina, who nodded. Aye was out of his seat and went to it immediately. He took strands of Emma's hair and placed them in a secure container. He stepped out of the office and returned empty-handed. He sat back at his desk.

"Is there any way you could get me a sample of the drug you were taking?" Aye asked.

"I'd have to go back to Boston to do that. Well, maybe not Boston. I could probably find something like it in any outside city. It's not gonna be the same thing of course," Emma replied.

"I have no doubt. Street drugs are never the same thing. Hopefully, it'll have some common ingredients, just to give me an idea of what you were putting into your system if your hair and urine don't have any answers. Any questions?" the doctor asked.

Regina sighed and sat up with as much dignity as she could muster. One of them would have to ask this question and she was certain Emma would not be the one. "What can we expect when we sync?"

Aye nodded. "Oh, you would want to know about that if Emma just had her first rut. Have you had your heat yet?"

"Yes, a week after her rut and very, very early," Regina replied.

"Oh, so in four months you'll both definitely be on the same cycle. You'll actually appreciate it. You've never synced before?" Aye asked, eyes on Regina. It was clear Emma never synced with anyone since she never even had a rut.

Regina sniffed. "Would I be asking if I had?"

Aye did not flinch from the snap. "Quite true. Once you sync, you'll find you're under much better control than when you're in heat or rut on your own."

Emma scoffed. "Really? Because I can barely remember my rut beyond needing to stay inside Regina and fuck her senseless."

Regina glared. "Miss Swan!" Yes, they were before a doctor, but some things needed to put delicately. Sometimes, she could not take Emma anywhere.

Emma stiffened and then slouched in her seat as if she were trying to disappear. "Sorry."

Aye chuckled. "Well, yes, the nature of ruts and heats is the body wanting to reproduce and doing everything in its power to get you on board with that. Syncing shows you've met someone you've grown comfortable with and the bodies are now wanting to start a true family. The thing that makes syncing different is it turns more nurturing and caring. So, I'm sure during Regina's heat…" He paused a moment, the phrase probably sounding weird to him. After all, it was not until this visit he had no reason to believe Regina was not the Alpha of Alphas. "During Regina's heat, you want to take care of her, right?"

"Of course." Emma sat up with pride in her spine.

"And during your rut, I'm sure Regina wanted to take care of you and this goes beyond sex. You want to make sure your partner is comfortable, properly fed, and taken care of. Your partner might not care about those things, but you do. You'll both still have that when you sync, but you'll still feel the insatiable need for each other," the doctor explained.

"So, we won't starve to death?" Emma asked.

"Would you let Regina starve during her heat?" he countered.

"No, of course not!"

"And I'm sure she wouldn't let you starve during your rut. You're both going to still have that when you sync. You're going to want the mother of your pups to be at her best while you try to give her pups," he replied.

Regina wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but she was not too sure if she could totally believe him. She worried they would sync and fuck for three days without a thought of anything else. Henry could end up beyond traumatized. Emma could possibly die. She had read all sorts of horror stories while trying to avoid internet research. She knew how bad researching on the internet could be without a general reference and she tried to wait for the doctor's appointment, but found it impossible.

"There's no reason why Emma wouldn't eat or drink anything during our sync, right?" Regina asked. She had read of alphas collapsing from exhaustion or dehydration often during ruts and syncs. There were some tales of alphas literally fucking to death.

"There have been times when alphas go through their ruts and end up in the hospital over things like that, but that simply means their partner didn't take care of them. For a synced couple, you shouldn't have any worries over that. You'll both want to take care of each other in every way possible. I would suggest you make an appointment after you sync, just so we can keep an eye on Emma's development and make sure everything is functioning as it should be in a synced alpha. Have you two exchanged marks yet?" Aye looked between them.

Emma hiccupped. "Doc!"

He waved her excitement off. "I'm not trying to get into your private business, Emma, any more than a doctor needs to. Exchanging marks activates other hormones in your brain, so it's something to check on as well. So, mating marks?" Again, he looked between them.

"Not yet," Regina answered.

"All right. So, again, make an appointment after you sync and after you exchange marks. Emma, I hate to be the one to tell you, but yearly checkups from now on," Aye said.

Emma sucked her teeth. "Whatever."

Regina patted her knee, actually expecting a bigger reaction. Emma sat back in her chair and frowned, but that was all. Aye smiled at them.

"That should be it for now. I wish you luck in your relationship," Aye said.

Regina gave him a tight smile. "Thank you, doctor."

Emma grunted, but at least gave him a nod in acknowledgment. Regina rose and shook Aye's hand. Emma just gave him another nod. They left with that.

-8-8-8-8-

Emma was in a mood when they got home and very much aware of it. She was not sure why she was in a huff, but that did not make it go away. She pouted on the couch, hoping that killing some zombies in a video game would help. It was fine until Henry came in and joined the game, demolishing her score. She let out a groan and resisted the urge to throw the controller. Can't I have this one freaking thing?!

"You okay?" Henry asked, giving her a sidelong look.

Emma rubbed her face with both hands, destroying any anger toward her son. "No. I'm off. I don't know why." Something felt jumbled in her chest, weird.

He gave her a nod. "You went to the doctor today, right? Maybe you're scared about any results. I always get nervous after I get a TB shot. I always think I have it and it doesn't itch, but I always want to scratch it and I spend all day thinking it's turning red and everything and I swear I have it."

Emma glanced at him. "I'm not surprised you're a hypochondriac." Something like that would fit his personality.

Henry rolled her eyes. "You say that, but I bet you're all twisted in a knot because you're thinking about all the crap that could go wrong with your tests."

"Well, now I am!" She threw her hands up. Something else had been the problem, but now she realized how right Henry was. What if the doctor found something in her blood work? What if she done so much more than stunt her growth? What if she had destroyed her insides taking a street drug for almost fifteen years of her life? What if she did not have long to live thanks to her recklessness? "Henry, don't do drugs, okay?"

Henry's face scrunched up. "Uh… I wasn't planning to, but okay. Something you want to talk about?"

Emma could not believe she just blurted that out to him. Stupid! Regina was so not going to sleep with her tonight, which was probably for the best since who knew what the hell she had since she had never gone to a doctor in her life until now. Ugh! If he told Regina she said that, she might have to sleep on the couch for a week or something. At least she's making the chicken already. She scrubbed her face with both hands very hard, to the point where she was surprised she did not pull down some skin.

"I've never gone to the doctor before and I thought I'd feel better when it was done, but I don't. I feel like I'm failing as an adult," Emma admitted. That was part of it anyway. The part she could put into words.

Henry gave her a soft smile. "You're okay, Ma. You know why?"

"Because your mom is here to save me from myself?"

Henry laughed. "No. Because you're still here and you're doing okay and you did it by yourself. You didn't have anyone to let you know about going to the doctor or why it's important or anything like that. You didn't have someone to lose to you at video games and then awkwardly and randomly tell you not to do drugs, even though I know it comes from a place of caring."

Emma groaned. "I suck."

Henry gave her a light shove. "But, you don't! That's the thing. You're okay and you're okay because of you. Not many people can say that. It'll be okay, Ma. You're doing okay."

Emma did not feel okay and she suspected it was because she was getting a pep talk from her twelve-year-old son. It was nice he cared enough to make her feel better, even while she was being weird, but she knew this was inappropriate. She was just sucking at being an adult all the more. And the day would probably get a lot worse before it got better as Zelena appeared in the living room with a crying Robbie. Emma wished she could bawl her eyes out, too.

"Why is she always crying with you?" Emma said, frowning at Zelena. For a moment, she felt like Zelena was failing at adulting more than she was and that made her feel better. Horrified over that, she buried the feeling as quickly as she could. What the hell is wrong with me? What if this is a side effect? I might have crazy mood swings or something.

"I left her damned favorite teething toy here," Zelena huffed.

Emma glanced at Henry and wondered what it was like when he was teething. She had shadows of false memories of it, but they faded mostly. Zelena did not stick around, probably off to drop a fussy Robbie in Regina's waiting arms, even though Regina's arms were full of making dinner. For some reason, she wanted to see that. Rising from the couch, she wandered to the kitchen and saw exactly what she expected. Regina holding Robbie and moving about the kitchen as Zelena whined about Robbie's teething.

The sight was enough to make Emma's breath hitch. She always thought Regina looked beautiful, but even more so when she was holding a baby. She felt like that was just some stupid stereotyping that was pushed into her mind, how lovely omegas were when they had a baby, but it did not completely feel that way. She never thought Zelena looked anything but awkward when she had Robbie, like she realized how half-baked it was to become pregnant by her sister's soul mate without any actual desire to have a child. Zelena clearly loved Robbie and was trying, but her with her daughter was never the same as Regina with her niece.

Emma shook her head and then went back to the sofa. Henry was gone already, so Emma had to entertain herself. She played video games, but only because it gave her something to do with her hands and if she paid enough attention she would not overthink anything. Of course, that did not work as she heard Regina moving about the kitchen while cooing at Robbie. The more she heard, she more she disliked her thoughts, but she could not stop them.

That was her omega in there. Her beautiful, bright, caring omega. Regina carried her child and was willing to build a family with her. Regina was willing to drop her alpha facade, at least in the house and around their family, for her. No one had ever done so much for just her. It hit her in so many places it was too difficult to categorize.

But, what if she was making Regina weak? Was that even Regina in there, cooking food for her, bouncing a baby in her arms? Or was that who Regina thought she wanted? Was that who Regina thought the alpha inside of her that she tried so hard to kill wanted?

"Emma!" Regina snapped her fingers in front of Emma's face.

Emma blinked. "Huh?"

"I've been calling you for the last two minutes. Your dinner's getting cold," Regina said, a frown etched on her features.

"Oh. Sorry." Emma shook her head.

Regina's face softened. She reached out and rubbed Emma's back. "Are you all right?"

"I don't deserve you." She had that thought many times, but it felt so true right now.

Regina smiled, causing her eyes to sparkle. "My love, it's not about deserving. If it was, I never would've met you or had Henry to have any of this in the beginning. Now, come and eat."

Emma nodded and got up. She went to the table to see roasted chicken breast and those little potatoes she did not even know were a thing until staying with Regina. There were mixed vegetables, which she had learned to love, and pilaf rice, another thing she did not know was a thing until Regina. Before staying with Regina, rice used to be classified by color for her, white, brown, and yellow. She had never realized how little she knew about food until living in the house. Was Regina always a little homemaker like this? Or was she playing the good little omega? Emma did not understand.

"Ma!" Henry leaned over and pinched her.

Emma jumped. "Ow!" She turned to her son. "What was that for?"

"I'm trying to tell you what I want to do for my birthday, but you're not listening. It's like you're not even here. I mean, you didn't eat anything," Henry replied.

Emma looked down at her plate and sure enough she had not touched anything. This was one of her favorite meals. How long had she just been sitting in front of it? She looked up, finding all eyes on her, including freaking Robbie. Was the baby judging her? She would not put it past Zelena's kid.

"Um… what do you want to do for your birthday?" Emma asked, picking up her fork and trying to ignore the worried look Regina gave her.

Henry smiled and sat up straight. "A family cookout. It'll be nice. You can learn to work a grill or something. I dunno. But, it'll be nice to have family around and just relax, right?"

"Henry, is it all right if I invite Mal?" Regina asked, bouncing Robbie in her arms. Robbie grinned and laughed and Emma's stomach flipped. She was not sure if it was because of Regina holding a baby or the mention of Maleficent.

"Yeah, Mom. She's like your family, right?" Henry replied.

"The closest thing I have to it outside of the people sitting at this table," Regina said and then rolled her eyes. "And I suppose not counting Snow."

Henry laughed and it made Emma feel so good inside. She had a son. She had a son and a family with this amazing woman. Why was she so messed up inside? Why did she feel like she did not deserve any of this? Why did she feel like she had done something wrong by having a family with Regina, like she had cut Regina down? How the hell did I go from dreading a doctor's appointment to this shit? What the hell is wrong with me?

Emma was glad for a chance to run up to upstairs, take a shower, and just get away from everyone. She needed to get her head right. At the very least, get the things troubling her in order, so she could take care of them one by one. She rushed into the shower, stuck her head under the water, and hoped it washed away this muddle. I shouldn't have gone to the doctor. I knew I shouldn't have gone. I let Regina entice me with damn food and sexual favors and shit, now look at me. She banged her head against the tile as her dick twitches at the very thought of sexual favors.

"You're a damned idiot," Emma muttered, not sure if she meant herself or her cock. Both more than likely.

She had planned to stay in until the water ran cold, but she forgot the water never ran cold in Regina's house. Her thoughts did not straighten themselves out. It was like the world did not make sense anymore. Rubbing her eye, she got out of the shower and wrapped herself in a towel. She stepped into the bedroom and swallowed her tongue at the sight waiting for her.

"Holy shit," Emma's mouth dropped open.

Regina was propped up on the pillows, arms spread like a queen on her throne. But, she was not dressed like a queen, unless queens wore garters. But, then again, knowing Regina, she probably did wear garters and a whole lot more, or even less, as a queen. In fact, the black and red corset she had on was probably one from when she was a queen.

"I thought we'd make good on some of those other promises," Regina said with a smirk.

"I…" Emma was not sure what to say. She was not in the mood really, but part of her was totally in the mood because Regina was in a fucking corset and down to fuck. "I'm kinda tired." Her mind was not up to it, even if her dick was.

Regina chuckled. "You need to tell that to every piece of you then." Her eyes drifted downward.

"Fuck!" Emma moved her hand to foolishly attempt to cover her raging boner. "Damn traitor."

Regina pushed herself up and crawled to the edge of the bed. Actually crawled! Looking like a big cat. Emma bit her lip to keep from moaning. If she got any harder, she thought her cock might split open.

"Emma, sweetie, tell me what's wrong. You've been distracted all day and now you say you're tired, even though at least part of you is happy to see me." Regina ran a finger along Emma's cock and then sat up on her knees, cupping Emma's face. "Talk to me, my love. Tell me what's wrong."

"I don't know. I'm just… I wanna say worried. Henry thinks I'm scared to get doctor's results. And all tonight I just kept thinking about how I messed you up," Emma said, rubbing her forehead as if it would help get her brain together. It felt like there was more, but those seemed like the important ones. Or at least the ones she could put into words, which was often better than she could do with other things that darkened her thoughts.

Regina blinked, batting her lashes in a way that made Emma groan. "What made you think you messed me up?"

Sighing, Emma scratched the back of her head. "You were this badass alpha before I came along. Now, you're in a kitchen all the time now and I keep seeing you holding Robbie and it makes me think of how good you look with a baby in your arms. I dunno. It's like you're just this picture perfect omega now and it doesn't feel like you."

Regina stroked Emma's cheeks with her thumbs. "I was in the kitchen long before you came along and that doesn't make me any less of an alpha. I like being in the kitchen. Cooking has always brought me comfort and joy. And, I do look good with a baby in my arms. You don't have to be ashamed of thinking that and you're not reducing me to a stereotype if you think that. It's not prejudice to think someone looks good holding a baby."

Emma shook her head. "But, you're an omega. It's like you should just have a baby."

Regina shook her head. "Do you think I should just have a baby or would you like to have a baby with me?"

Emma scratched her head. "I dunno. I didn't think that much on it. I always just get stuck on you holding a baby and how beautiful you look, be it Robbie or the Little Guy."

Regina studied her with a tilted head for a moment. "Do you think these thoughts are coming to you because you're not on the beta drugs anymore?"

Emma shook her head and rubbed her forehead to the point where she felt like she might crack her skull. "No. This just happened tonight. Maybe I am worried about the doctor and it's making me crazy."

Regina leaned in, giving her a little kiss. "You don't have to worry about the doctor. You're healthy. He said so."

"But, the blood work and stuff…" What if there was something there?

"Will come back fine. It'll all be fine. So, instead of worrying, what if you just…" Regina leaned in close. "Fuck me?"

Emma groaned and throbbed. "Fuck, Regina. Are you sure?"

"Why wouldn't I be sure? I made you promises, Emma. Promises I intend to keep. So, stop worrying over things that you either have no control over or aren't problems at all and come to bed. You know you want to." Regina took a juicy nip out of her bottom lip.

Emma growled, catching a whiff of Regina's scent as she pulled back. Her dick pulsated again and she found it harder to think about anything other than being inside of Regina. Regina said she was not ruined and she needed to take Regina's word for it. To not take Regina's word for it would be even more alpha ego crap, acting like she knew better for Regina than Regina did.

"Come to me, Emma." Regina crocked her finger at Emma before resuming her position at the head of the bed, back to looking like a queen, like she was in charge, like she was the alpha.

Emma was powerless to resist, crouching onto the bed and going to Regina. She was met with a deep kiss. She could not help moaning into Regina's mouth as Regina's tongue caressed her own. Each stroke helped melt away her anxiety, making her want to merge with Regina and never leave the comfort of Regina's embrace.

Emma felt the towel drop away, but she was not sure if it was an act of God, herself, or Regina, not that it mattered. And then Regina's hand was on her and that was the only thing that mattered. Pleasure flooded her with the simple touch. With a moan, her head dropped, breaking the kiss.

"You don't have anything to worry about, Emma. I want to take care of you," Regina said, hand slowly gliding up and down Emma's shaft.

Emma's breath hitched and she pumped her hips. "I don't… I don't… I don't want to cramp your style."

Regina laughed. "Oh, my love, you've given me my style back. I have a mate… well, eventually. I have a son. We have a good home and loving family. What more could I want?" She pushed up to give Emma a peck on the lips. "Well, besides, you inside of me."

Emma made a strangled noise and she pulsed in Regina's hand. "Fuck. I want that. It sounds so fucking sexy when you say it. It makes me want it even more somehow."

"I know you do. I want that just as much as you do. Will you give me that?" Regina asked, her voice low and soft. It danced across Emma's nerves like a gentle caress.

All Emma could do was whimper and go in for another kiss. The press of Regina's lips suddenly fueled her and she leaned in more, pushing Regina down to the pillows. Regina wrapped her free hand around Emma's back while her other hand never left Emma. She could feel her essence leaking out, covering Regina's fingers. Thinking about it made her crave Regina all the more.

"I need you. I need you. I need you," Emma chanted, one hand holding her up and the other clutching Regina's breast. "This corset is hot and all, but I wanna feel your skin."

"You sure want me to stop to get out of this corset?" Regina circled her thumb around Emma's cockhead, pressing against the dimple in the center. It was almost painful, but registered as ecstasy and flashed through her.

Emma whined and could not help humping Regina's hand. "Fuck, babe. You look real good and this feels real good, but yeah, I wanna feel you."

Regina gave her a little smirk and then the hand was gone. Emma wanted to mourn the loss, but watching Regina sit up and make her way out of that corset made up for everything. Emma had to sit up and move back a little. She was not sure when, but she put her hand around her length and stroked it as Regina worked. She hissed the moment Regina's breasts were free. She moved without thought, taking a hardened nipple into her mouth. A noise she could only describe as cute left Regina's mouth as Emma lapped at her nipple.

"Oh, Emma," Regina sighed.

Emma nibbled and bit at Regina's plump flesh, earning more moans. Emma felt like she was in charge when all of a sudden Regina's hand was back, working up and down. For a second, it felt like all of her bones turned to jelly and she slumped from the pleasure.

"You need this, don't you?" Regina asked, free hand threading through Emma's wet hair.

"Always."

Regina smirked and moved to where she was able to take one of Emma's breasts into her mouth. Emma saw stars from the sensation of having her dick caressed and her nipple sucked. She was not sure how she remained upright. Bliss crackled through her like fireworks under her skin and she suspected it would get better as Regina kissed her way down Emma's body.

"Regina…" Emma planned to object. She really did. She did not need Regina to give her oral at the moment. In fact, she was not sure if she would ever be comfortable with it ever again, thinking about how she changed Regina, turned her into some domestic stereotype. And then Regina kissed her head and all thoughts of comfort left her brain, along with any thoughts about not wanting oral sex again.

Regina's mouth was Heaven. Emma just lived in the moment, letting pleasure wash over her, and she bathed in it. It took a thump at the base of her dick to bring her back to reality.

"Regina, stop." Emma wanted to pull away, but her body refused to cooperate. "I'm gonna come!"

Regina did not stop, taking Emma deep into her throat. Fuck. The sight alone was enough to make Emma climax, but the feel and knowing she was the only person Regina ever voluntarily did this was enough to blow her mind and blow she did. And Regina being the gift that kept on giving swallowed and swallowed and swallowed.

"Fuck, Regina…" Emma whimpered.

"We'll get to that." Regina placed a gentle kiss to Emma's still spurting cockhead and down her length. When she got to Emma knot, she kissed it and then ran her tongue over and around it. The rapture that shot through Emma made her see white and she felt like she shot a load across the room. She was not sure she was even in her body anymore. Everything was on overload and then slowly her brain came back to her, a little anyway.

Emma could not catch her breath. "That was… that was…" There were no words.

Regina smirked again and settled back on the pillows, arms up and looking quite regal for someone who had a line of Emma's essence trickling down the corner of her mouth. "I'm sure it was an experience. Now, there was something about you being inside of me?" She waved Emma on with her fingers.

"Regina, I just…" Emma was about to point out she just came and she had her knot to worry about. Even if it was in the cold air, her knot would be there for a few minutes. There was no way she was ready to give Regina the royal fucking she deserved.

"You have a mouth and fingers, Emma. I believe they work just as well as the other parts."

Emma blinked. That was true. "You sucked my brains out, okay? That's why I'm suddenly stupid. Not because I'm some bullshit alpha who only thinks with her dick, okay?"

Regina arched an eyebrow. "Emma, I could, would, have, and probably will call you lots of things, but never an alpha who only thinks with her dick. Which is why I reminded you that you have a mouth and fingers. I'm surprised you remember your name right now from the look on your face."

"To be honest, I'm not sure how I'm even conscious now. Who the hell told you to kiss someone's knot?" Emma hated to think Regina was forced into it when she was forced to bed the King, but did not want to bring that up right now. That would be issues for both of them. Who the hell wanted to find out they had the same sexual kinks as their grandfather?

Regina shrugged. "It seemed like the thing to do while I was there."

Emma shook her head and decided to think about it later. For now, she went in for kisses and to feel Regina against her. She tasted herself on Regina's lips and tongue and loved her all the more for it. The press of their breasts together was a pure delight as they kissed like they had all the time in the world. She did have all the time in the world for Regina. Hands roamed soft skin, clutching and kneading, and Emma was not surprised at all when she was hard all over again. Regina needed a treat before the main course, though. Or maybe it was Emma who needed the treat. Regina's smell was driving her wild.

Emma pulled away from their kiss. "I gotta go…"

Regina did not even question what she meant as Emma dragged her tongue down Regina's body. Coming face to face with Regina's arousal would never fail to turn Emma on. And when she tasted Regina and Regina arched into her mouth, she felt like she might come apart at the seams with how much pleasure she took in it. Emma flattened her tongue and lapped at Regina like she was eating ice cream and did not want to miss a drop.

Regina moaned and writhed. Her hips moved, but Emma put a hand on her thigh to still her. Emma did not want the distraction as she licked and sucked and tasted and smelled and heard. She looked up, wanting to see Regina's eyes. The moment they made eye contact, Regina cried out and released into Emma's wanting mouth. Emma moaned with her and continued to gently run her tongue along Regina as she came down from her high, panting slightly.

"Emma, here." Regina made a weak motion with her hands from Emma to come up to her.

Emma wasted no time and there was another kiss, just as passionate as the last. And then Emma found herself on her back, Regina on top of her, and the kiss still going, so it seemed like a win. It had to be a win as Regina started grinding against her abdomen, promises of things to come, and gliding over Emma's painfully hard erection.

"You ready for me?" Regina asked, swiping at Emma's lips with her tongue.

"Always."

"Good." Regina held Emma in her grip and got her into position.

Emma sat up, enjoying the sight of her disappearing into Regina's welcoming warmth. Visuals would be the death of her, she was sure. She bit her lip as Regina sat up and then sank down, sending all sorts of hot explosives through Emma's system. Regina smiled at her and started off slow, hands braced on Emma's chest to steady herself. She gave Emma's nipples a pinch as she worked at a leisurely pace, rocking against Emma like they had all the time in the world. Emma cried out with each pull of her nipples, but she loved it all.

Emma enjoyed the show for a long while, moaning and whining as those searing bursts under her skin came more and more with each darling motion from Regina. She ran her hands up and down Regina's arms and then caressed and stroked Regina's chest as her hips started to move with Regina. Then, Regina took hold of her hands and moved them to hips, ceding control to Emma. The gift itself made Emma's brain swim, but not enough to take her mind off the prize.

Emma wasted no time increasing their pace. Soon, the room was filled with their moans and the sound of their skin meeting. It was music to her ears and added to the experience, sizzling all throughout her being.

"Oh, Emma. I'm so close!" Regina gnashed her teeth and arched her back, chasing her orgasm with the fierceness Emma expected of her.

Emma shifted, planted her feet on the bed to get better leverage, and increased her pace. Regina threw her head back, rode Emma harder, chased what she needed more. Emma growled, wanting to give Regina everything. Regina grabbed one of Emma's hands, moved it from her hip to her ass. When Regina locked eyes with her, she knew exactly what Regina wanted.

"This is my ass," Emma growled and gave it a good slap.

Regina moaned and her head fell back again. Emma gave her another slap and she squeezed Emma's nipple in return. Emma could feel her orgasm building, probably about to erupt if Regina kept teasing her nipple. She needed to do something drastic to make sure Regina finished first and she knew just what to do. She gave Regina one more slap and then slipped a finger into Regina's other hole. The sound that escaped Regina was otherworldly and the way she clamped down on Emma, hugged Emma, pulsed all around Emma was all Emma needed to fall off the edge.

Emma came with a loud cry of her own and lost track of time for what she hoped were seconds. When everything came back into focus, Regina was pressed against her chest, panting into her neck with her arms tucked against Emma. Emma put her arm around Regina's back and stroked up and down.

"Think it'll be like this when we sync? Nice and peaceful… and a little dirty," Emma said.

"Dirty? What are you trying to say about my ass, Emma?" Regina asked, kissing her chin.

"I thought it was my ass." Emma used both hands to give Regina's ass a squeeze. "I do love this ass."

Regina chuckled. "I know you do. I love what you do with it. I trust you, Emma. I love you. So, I want you to know, it's not a threat to me when I cook for you or when you enjoy the sight of me holding a baby. I can do that with you because it's you. I'm not going to do it for anyone else, only you."

Emma nodded. "I know. I think I really am just worried about this doctor business. What if something is wrong? I took drugs for fifteen years, Regina. I don't know what was in them. They stopped my development, but what else did they do? What if they messed with my brain or something and we don't know? Or my blood? What if I'm sick or going to get sick because of it?" The very idea troubled her, not because she feared dying, but because she did not want to miss out on time with her family and she did not want to cause them pain.

Emma knew fifteen-year-old her could never imagine thirty-year-old her having a family or being responsible, so she could not blame the teenager for taking the drugs. Hell, twenty-five-year old her never would have thought this was possible. But, it was now. She had responsibilities to her family and she wanted to honor those responsibilities.

"We'll find out together and work on it together if necessary. You're not alone anymore, Emma. You don't have to be afraid." Regina snuggled closer to her and Emma felt that was the truth.

"Thank you."

Regina shook her head. "No need to thank me. Like you said, this is nice and peaceful. I don't think I've ever actually known peace in my entire life. You brought that. So, thank you."

Emma did not have any way to respond to that, so she held Regina tighter. She felt at ease for the first time since they returned home. She had not messed Regina up and she did not mess up their family. The idea helped settle her.

"You're amazing, you know?" Emma asked as she eyes drifted shut, feeling like she was floating.

"No, my love, you are amazing. You don't have to worry. Everything will be fine. I love you and I love doing things for you. Never worry about that," Regina replied, her voice lower than usual. She was probably on her way to sleep as well.

"I love you, too." Emma caressed Regina's back as she felt Regina's breathing even out against her. Regina's weight on her was a comfort, a security, but most of all a promise.

She hoped when they synced it was like the doctor said. It would be nice to have a couple of days of focusing on each other, having an intimacy that transcended sex. Hell, they might even make another baby. Maybe. It could be nice.

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Next time: it's Regina's turn to go to the doctor.