SQ.
Chapter 1.
Set season 4 Marian is frozen, Emma and Regina are friends again.
'Villains don't get happy endings' at least that's the thought that plagued Regina's mind all night, sat alone in her vault with only the quiet as company. She's so far into her own thoughts, that she doesn't even notice that someone has entered.
"Regina, please we need to talk". She doesn't move, doesn't react to his voice, other than the almost mildly audible sigh that escapes her lips.
"Robin". Its just one word, yet they both know just how much weight that one word holds.
"I know you asked me to stay away, but I can't. I'm sorry, I just… can't"
"What do you want from me Robin"? She sounds so exhausted, nothing like her usual put together self, you could even go as far to say, she sounded defeated.
"I want you to hear me. Because I heard you. I know where you stand, I know you're pushing me away to give Roland his chance at having a whole family with me and Marian, and I love Marian. I do, but I also let go of her a long time ago. And besides, I love you too".
"No you don't". It's almost a whisper but he heard her anyway.
He moves closer towards her, yet despite wanting to, she doesn't move an inch.
"You love the idea of me, of being with your fated soul mate. You just happen to believe that's me, but if you never knew about the pixie dust, you would already be over this fantasy". There's no malice in her voice, just simple truth.
"No. You don't get to tell me how I feel. Pixie dust or not, Marian or not, I would still choose you".
She laughs, but there's nothing comical in her laugh, its almost eerie.
"Okay. You're so sure. Then, we will wake Marian, and when we do, when she's an actual possibility for you. Then come tell me what your choice is. But until that time I'm going to make this easier on you, and take myself away as an option too".
He's ready to argue again, his next statement ready to form on his lips. But gently she silences him with a soft hand to his cheek, looking into his eyes so he hears her. Really hears her. "Until Marian wakes". Before all Regina leaves behind is a mist of purple smoke.
Hours have passed since Regina left Robin stood alone. Since that point, she's cleaned the house, twice. Cooked dinner, sent henry to Emma's, soaked in the tub until the water turned cold, and now she's sat in the study with her second glass of merlot, staring aimlessly into the fire. That is until a persistent knocking starts at her front door.
She swings the door open a little too wildly, not even bothering to check who was waiting not so patiently on the other side.
Emma startles as the door flings open, almost smashing into the foyer wall.
"Emma".
"Hi". It's almost comical really, so similar to their first meeting. Emma's simple greeting with an unsure smile.
"Henry came home tonight a little worried about you, said you didn't really seem your self. Now normally I wouldn't sweat it but, I've learnt the kid is rarely wrong about anything. And then with everything that's happened lately with Marian, I Just thought…" She lets that sentence sit in the air whilst she holds up a fairly expensive looking bottle of whiskey, childishly shrugging her shoulders.
"Well then" Regina doesn't add any more to that just moves aside to let the blonde enter.
Regina soon follows after Emma not bothering to be annoyed that the blonde just led her way to the study grabbing two glasses as she made her self comfortable on the couch like she lived there.
It doesn't go unnoticed by Emma that Regina hasn't said a word the whole way to the study, where normally she would have some form of snarky comment about Emma's lack of household manners. Yet she just flops into the chair, probably the most common thing she's ever seen Regina do.
When Regina finally does glance up Emma has to force an awkward smile to her face, trying to make this moment which is actually usually pretty familiar to them, now somehow uncomfortable, a little less uncomfortable.
"Here". Emma fills the glass maybe a little too full but screw it, its clear that tonight neither of them care that much.
"Thanks" Well at least that's something out of Regina she thinks to herself.
After quite a few more uncomfortable moments of silence, Emma decides to just dive in.
"Wanna talk about it"?
"Not much to talk about really"
"Okay. So then what happened tonight? I mean if its nothing then shouldn't really be a problem sharing right?"
Emma is aware she prying but honestly she decides she has every right to because well, she lo… cares about Regina. Probably a lot more than she clearly cares to admit.
Regina lets out a harsh breath, almost like she's psyching herself up for this conversation.
"Robin came to see me today, to tell me that Marians situation changes nothing, that he loves me, and chooses me"
Emma flinches at that statement, not entirely sure why what Robin said means anything to her. Yet she doesn't fail to notice that in fact it does affect her quite a lot. To the point that she's sat there praying the next thing Regina says is she turned him down, and maybe she should look a little deeper into her feeling, but now is hardly the time, she has to be a friend to Regina right now, so that's exactly what she's going to be.
"I said that I wont be with him right now, but when Marian wakes, then he can make his choice" Emma releases a breath she hopes wasn't as loud as she felt it was.
"Oh" That's the only response she can think of right now.
Regina starts laughing but this time an actual laugh, one that Emma hasn't heard in a while, a full throaty laugh.
"What's so funny over there chuckles"?
"Well, I tell you all that and your only response is 'Oh'. It's always a fulfilling conversation with you Swan" she manages to get out with the remnants of her dying laughter.
"Well I'm glad you find me fulfilling" There's a smirk on her lips whilst she says that. You could say she was actually being flirty, maybe a little too flirtatious considering the circumstances. But there's that light back in Regina's eye, like there is when they start this sassy repertoire. Like light flirtatious banter.
And god Emma's missed this. The smile on her face very evident of that.
After Regina feels uncomfortable enough under Emma's gaze she finally breaks "What?"
"Nothing, I've just missed this" And she doesn't need to expand on it as she knows Regina knows exactly what she means, truth be told she's missed it too.
After quite a few more drinks and quite a few more light-hearted jabs at one and other, they finally decide to make the night a little more interesting, with drunken magic lessons. Which in hindsight not a well thought out idea.
"Okay, so appearing items before you is, well you think of what you want, picture it clearly in your mind and…"
Before she got a chance to finish that sentence she noticed she was missing something, her necklace, the closest thing to her favourite personal item, something she loves with her whole heart. Regina intended to congratulate Emma, even if she found the blondes wanting a little peculiar, but before she got the chance, she saw that look on Emma's face. The look that you can't ignore, one that shows you very clearly just put a piece of yourself out on the open but regret it.
"Emma?"
"I, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that" Regina would have just said something snarky in that moment normally about then what was she trying to achieve, but before she gets a chance to ask that question, Emma looks up. Her eyes boring into Regina's. And suddenly Regina doesn't need to ask Emma why. She knows why.
Regina loved that necklace so much. Emma wanted that. Not the necklace, but the Love Regina has to offer.
Regina freezes, I mean what was she meant to do, she had no idea Emma had feelings for her. She just sits there staring right back into Emma's eyes. Not sure how long they were sat there, but their fun game suddenly got very serious.
Honestly it's impossible to say who moved first, and there was no time to figure it out, the moment their lips touched, nothing else mattered.
It was sweet, delicate, almost unsure, until it wasn't. The kiss picked up momentum, things started to get a lot more heated than either of them had anticipated. Regina can't remember how this happened exactly but here she is begging for entrance from Emma, which is quickly granted.
Clothes are thrown all over the room, no real intended target for them, they just needed to be out the way.
Regina now laying on her back the only items on her body are her underwear. Emma is laid over her, in a way that's possessive but in the best kind of way. The kind of way when you never want to get up, just lay there forever, feeling this safe and content.
Until a new kind of thought comes over Regina, When Emma starts leaving trails of hot kisses down her abdomen, to her inner thigh, back up to her neck, before she's kissing her again whilst her hands start exploring Regina's body.
Her thoughts becoming less frequent, the more Emma touches her, to be fair its pretty hard to concentrate right now.
"Emma" that all that's said really between them, a silent understanding, they just need this.
Emma responds the only way she knows how, she removes the last remaining undergarments from Regina, starting kissing, licking, trying to show Regina just how much she needs her and wants her, without using her words. She's never really been that good with words. Neither is Regina evidently as the only words she manages to get out are incoherent moans of Emma's name. "Emma!" She can feel she's close, she can feel Regina tightening around her fingers whilst her body squirms underneath her, so she keeps going but this time, less desperate, she wants to see Regina come undone, she wants to feel her body relax under her. So tenderly she starts trailing kisses again which Regina would object to Emma's mouth no longer on her clitoris but her mouth is now on her breasts and she's so close, her eyes open just in time, in that moment when her body falls apart, pure bliss. She hasn't felt this in so long, she can't even remember the last time she did feel this. When she looks up she finds Emma's eyes once again boring into her own and before she even realises what she's doing, she reversed their positions. But unlike Emma she isn't taking her time, she needs her, needs to taste her, now.
It doesn't take long before they're completely spent, with Regina collapsed on top of Emma, in a blissful state of exhaustion.
Screw the consequences that's tomorrows problem.
And unknown to Emma it really would be.
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