So this is my first ever Swanqueen fanfiction and im kind of scared. I have written fanfiction before but for a different fandom, which was Steven Universe. Swanqueen is very different from SU because it is very real and very mature so I was a bit afraid to write Swanqueen even though I have been wanting to for a while now. So, I hope you do enjoy this, I know i did.

The steadfast clicking sound of high stiletto louboutins echoed down the dim lit empty hallway. Emma Swan in her signature red leather jacket sat at her desk, mud caked brown boots propped up on the hard metal as her fingers nervously played with a ballpoint pen. 'Here we go…' she thought.

"Miss Swan."

Emma forced her eyes away from the pen bouncing between her fingers and instead focused them on the sinful figure standing in the doorway of her office.

"Good morning to you too, Madam Mayor." Her words were laced with nothing but sarcasm, sarcasm that never failed to annoy her 'oh so chirpier' boss. Emma knew her sarcasm was completely uncalled for, knowing the nervousness she felt in the pit of stomach to be the root of it.

Regina crossed her arms and allowed her weight to lean on her right leg with her left stretching out before her. The blonde woman watched the action carefully. The tight red dress the lovely queen had adorned accentuated her hips, hips that Emma Swan had dreamt about more nights than she could count.

"Madam Mayor?...Miss Swan, if I am not mistaken, and as queen I am most certainly not. You, Sheriff, are the one who called me down to your office for and I quote 'urgent business'."

Emma rolled her pale green eyes and lowered her feet to the floor, leaning forward in her rolling chair. 'Ah, the lovely high quality sass of Regina Mills'.

"Yes, Regina. I did call you down here, but if I am not mistaken we've supposedly got past this whole 'Miss Swan' shindig."

The words "Miss swan" dripped from Emma's mouth with disdain. It wasn't that the young women hated being called Miss Swan, it was just that, well she didn't want Regina to call her Miss swan. They had been through too much together for petty formalities. Ever since the curse had broken,Pan, and Regina teaching the sheriff to control her magic, it's just been... different.

Regina sighed, annoyance clearly etched into those crazy beautiful features of hers. "Mi-Emma, I am still the Mayor of this town and you are still the sheriff. When I get a call from a fellow town official, it is my duty to establish some type of formality."

Again, the young blond rolled her eyes. "Formality shmality. I understand when we are...addressing the masses, but it's just me and you here. Me and you have been through too much for formality."

This time it was who Regina rolled her eyes. The blonde woman watched this act closely and smirked, finding it humorous that she could drive the stiff mayor to do such a childish thing.

"Fine ...Emma. What was so important that I had to leave my mayoral duties to grace you with my presence?"

"Oh don't act like it was that difficult! You know you just poofed here!"

Regina struggled to hide the small smile that threatened to surface and keep her stoic expression. Of course, Emma was right, but she wouldn't let her know that.

"Emma, answer the question?" The sternness in the mayor's voice did nothing to lessen the playful gleam in Emma's eyes.

"Say please." Now Emma was really stalling.

Exasperated, the brunette threw her hands in the air before resting them on her hips. "Miss Swan, You have less than 30 seconds to tell me what is the problem or I will take my leave!"

Emma held her hands up in surrender. "Ok Ok!" It's time.

Oh god, why did she think to this? She should have never called Regina down here. Oh man, what was she possibly thinking!? Emma took a deep breath. It was now or never. She rose from her chair and walked to stand before Regina, positive the nervousness she had been concealing with sarcasm was now written all over her pale face. Her hands wrung together as she cleared her throat.

"Regina, I...um…"

"Yes?"

"Well...it's just that...um…"

"Ugh, Swan, just spit it out. What is it?"

Emma threw her hands in the air. "Fine!"

Like lighting, Emma cupped Regina's face in both of her hands and leaned down, connecting their lips together. Regina's impossibly wide brown eyes were the last thing she saw before closing her own. The kiss only lasted for a couple of seconds, but it was enough for Emma to focused on the delicious warmth of Regina's lips. They had just the right plumpness, not too much and not too little. She thought of the bright red lipstick the mayor wore so often and her mind laughed at the red smear that was sure to be left on her own lips. This kiss was unlike any she had before and the sheriff never wanted it to end. When the young woman leaned back but keeping her hands on Regina's cheeks, she found Regina's eyes closed and watch the brunette's body slightly lean forward in search of more. When she didn't find it, mocha eyes opened to find a smiling Emma. She touched her well manicured nails to her lips as her muddled mind attempted to register what had happened exactly. She was standing in the doorway of the sheriff's office and then she was suddenly being kissed by possibly the most softest lips she had ever felt. Her cheeks warmed at the thought.

Emma took a couple of steps backward, afraid of the other woman's next reaction. She wasn't so sure it wouldn't be the queen's signature fireball. "Regina, um... you ok?"

The most sexist mischievous smile, not unlike those of the infamous Evil Queen, crept it's way across the Mayor's face like molasses and she slowly, steadily sauntered over to the sheriff. She watched Emma's eyes wander over her body and the way her hips sensually swayed from side to side. The sheriff gulped audibly as Regina stopped oh so close in front of her, only mere inches apart now. Regina could feel Emma's body heat, they were so close and all she wanted to do was touch the blonde, all of her. All she ever wanted to do since the curse had been broken and Emma protected her was to touch the blonde, to claim the lass as her own. Lust pooled deep in Regina's abdomen and she could feel her nipples hardened. Just as quick as Emma had done so, the older women grabbed the lapels of Emma's leather jacket and pulled the younger woman in a searing kiss. Her lips molded perfectly to Emma's and Regina wasted no time running her tongue across the blonde's lower lip, eliciting a surprised yelp from Emma. Just as quick as the kiss begun, it ended and the former queen was turning to leave the small office, but before she left the dazed sheriff, she instructed, "Henry shall stay the night with your parents this evening so meet me at say 8:00 tonight for dinner. My house. And Miss Swan, you know how fickle I am about time." And then Regina walked away, purposely swaying her hips in that form fitting scarlet dress, knowing Emma was sure to watch her leave.

Once Regina was out of sight. Emma huffed as her body sagged in her rolling chair and grinned as she thought of the tantalizing brunette who just left her. God, that woman knew how to tease. Emma turned around to check the time and her grin fell, only 3 o'clock in the afternoon. It was going to be a long afternoon for her.