Original prompt:
I dunno when you're taking Halloween prompts, but I'd LOVE Vampire Regina who's unexpectedly drawn to Emma's blood and like drops fang accidently and is embarrassed about it or maybe just tries to resist before she seduces Emma to slake her thirst?
Set on: Au where everything is pretty much the same but Storybrooke is more like Halloweentown adult version than anything else and Regina being a vampire is not exactly a deal. Uh, I now have another idea for another multichapter, damn it.
Disclaimer: Nope, still not mine
Regina put down the glass and licked the drops of blood from her lips while humming, pleased with Ruby's delivery. The werewolf was a lot of things and certainly one of them was knowing exactly what the mayor craved for every night when she entered in the dinner.
The lanky brunette smiled at the other side of the counter and walked towards the other end, already preparing the dwarves drinks. The seven men were half drunk by now and only Grumpy seemed lucid enough to thank her when she passed them another round of beer but she smiled and winked at them. Regina looked the whole display and smirked, letting the sensation of the blood echo on her system for a few more seconds before she readied herself to go back to her mansion.
The second she stood and straightened her shoulders the main door of Granny's opened at her back letting the cold weather and a few cold rain drops enter alongside with the howling sound of the wind. The sound was muffled promptly, followed by the sound of the quiet steps of someone who Regina didn't need to move in order to know who she was.
Emma Swan.
She raised a brow and turned, her high heels clacking softly against the floor of the dinner while the rest of the place kept silent, a few regulars resuming their conversations only after staring for a little while.
The blonde was looking at her with a smirk that matched her own, her hands on her pockets and a fierce glint on her pupils like every time she used the magic she had inherited.
"A wonderful night, don't you think madam mayor?" She said mockingly, tilting her head to one side, her blonde hair following the movement and letting sparks of dark white magic behind it.
"An interesting way of using your heritage, dear" The vampire replied, walking slowly towards the blonde not after tucking her purse under her arm, her eyes looking at the woman through half-dropped eyelids.
The woman was the most powerful magic practitioner of the entire city, it was actually a waste of potential for her to go around cursing the weather and as a quite powerful vampire herself Regina felt the energy loose deep on her bones but it certainly suited the blonde that way of behaving herself whenever she felt Storybrooke needed a change. Narrowing her eyes she caught a whiff of forest on the blonde's leather jacket and boots, the skin-tight jeans also sporting traces of salt. Apparently the smirking woman in front of her had been quite busy.
"Surpass it then" Emma replied, her voice a low grumble, still intoxicated by the magic she had casted only a few minutes before. Her eyes glowed again as the cocky smirk grew, power trembling when Regina stood a few inches away from her.
"I think I'm already too old for playing tricks that any apprentice would be able to cast" The vampire sneered.
Emma laughed at that, making Regina smile a little to that sound. The witch was playing, they both knew it, but since power was still so present on the air Regina's own nature was also surfacing even if she had just took a snack. The dinner had filled again with the sound of conversations but Regina felt the stare of Ruby prickling the skin of her neck as she swayed on her feet, her own magic visible now around her hands.
"Another time?" The blonde asked, moving a little closer, almost whispering the words. It had always interested Regina how effortless Emma moved around her but this time, as Emma's hair swayed with every step the vampire caught another scent, a scent so enticing that she almost moaned, her own eyes changing, darkening a little with lust.
Blood, pumping full with magic, with the power that Emma's bloodline had left inside of her. She had been next to the woman after she made her spells or even when she was about to do them but never so close to the main source after only a few minutes and the feeling of magic almost touching her body, caressing her, was too much for her.
She had spent a lifetime eating without being able to taste magic on her blood and now with Emma at her side she could feel every single spell, every single delicious spark the blonde possessed.
She blinked, realizing that she still was on the dinner and Emma was eyeing her now with her playfulness gone and a curious look on her eyes.
She was about to say something when she felt the prickling pain on her bottom lip. Her fangs had come out and were now pushing her lips, the tips visible through her lips.
"Regina?"
Her name was what woke her up from her reverie. Touching her lips and confirming what her tongue was already saying to her she took a step back, completely embarrassed. A new vampire was prone to let their fangs drop, it was actually a very normal thing. But not an already adult vampire like her who had years behind her back and too many evil deeds to count. Feeling the blood she had just ingested going straightly to her cheeks she took a step back and called for her powers, casting the night around her, dissolving herself into cloud.
When she opened her eyes again she found herself in the middle of her mansion's living room, fire already cracking on the fireplace, its flames reflecting on the glass of cider she always had ready there. Alcohol wasn't exactly something she enjoyed but it was better than any other mortal drink she had drank before and so she enjoyed its taste from time to time. Pouring herself a drink she closed her eyes and commanded her fangs to go away, the teeth retracting themselves after a few seconds of hesitation.
Emma's magic was still on her, caressing her body. Hearing a crack she realized she had been grabbing the glass so tightly that she had cracked it, a long white line running now alongside with the liquid.
Disgusted with herself she slammed the glass on the coffee table; she craved blood, human blood, not some soft beverage absolutely flavorless for her. Groaning, she closed her eyes, her hands ironing the tight black dress she wore.
"Care to let me in?" The disembodied voice of Emma resounded on the house. It was a trick Regina herself had taught her and the woman sighed, knowing that the blonde wasn't going to go away.
Moving her right hand she transmitted the order to the mansion, the main door opening with under her will and letting in Emma who found her a few seconds later, her heartbeat growing exponentially as Regina noted.
"Did I say something that I shouldn't have said?"
There it was, the side of Emma that almost no one could see and as Regina thought about simply lie to her she found herself taking a step towards where the blonde was standing, her mind craving, wanting to see if she still could sense the magic pouring out of the blonde's body like it had done before.
Feeling a growl quickly growing inside of her chest Regina commanded her fangs to stay hidden, her desire of sensing the magic of the other woman making her lose control all over again.
"You didn't say anything dear" She said, hiding her mouth behind her right hand as carefully as possible.
Emma frowned at that, obviously not believing Regina's words. Narrowing her eyes and taking a step towards the vampire she squinted, trying to see what was making Regina act as she did.
A glint of pearly white between the brunette's fingers was what made her open her eyes wide open, suddenly understanding what she had saw back on the dinner.
"Are those your fangs?" She finally asked, a trace of laughter and curiosity mixed together.
Regina closed her eyes for a second, days in where she had killed for less coming to her mind.
"Drop it Miss Swan" She threatened but Emma moved closer, her magical scent duller now but still strong enough for make Regina's eyes to turn darker once again.
"Let me…" The blonde mumbled, her right hand rising, touching Regina's arm and maybe because of the way the vampire's body craved the magical tainted blood of Emma or just because the power the blonde inherently possessed Regina lowered her hand, letting Emma see her fangs now on full display, the tips visible between her lips. She opened her mouth a little, licking them unconsciously, her eyes suddenly trained only on the blonde's wrist.
"Let me" She mimicked, her voice husky. Her ask for permission found an affirmative response on Emma's nod and so she grabbed the woman's toned arm and moved closer towards her closing her eyes in the process as her fangs glinted under the firelight. Emma's power was becoming stronger with each passing second, the blonde's own excitement obvious on the way she took the final step, their bodies finally aligned, touching the others'.
Riding her dress up with the movement and sliding her right leg between the blonde's she licked her lips, her body demanding the power the blonde was giving to her.
With a smirk she let her head drop, the touch of warm skin against her tongue, lips and teeth the last thing she remembered before the sweet feeling of magic filled her, Emma's own wanton moan making her sigh happily.
"Yes"