It was past eleven o'clock at night when Emma pulled up in front of the mansion and collapsed against her seat. She took the keys out of the ignition and allowed herself a moment to close her eyes.

She'd had one of the longest days in history. It had started when she was roused from her bed at three in the morning to an 'emergency' involving a drunken group of dwarves and some rather spectacular property damage. (How they even managed to reach the tower's clock face was a mystery, but it was now sporting a pair of eyes and a mouth, spray painted on in surprising detail). Her day had gotten worse from there. Some kind of magical artefact from Gold's shop had wreaked havoc among the fairies which took most of the day to fix. Other people trying to 'help' had seriously made it ten times worse. And to top it off, she been stuck with her baby brother to take care of during the evening. (Something she had agreed to do days ago and then promptly forgotten about).

But now she was finally home. She open the car door, grabbed her bag of bear claws (she'd hardly eaten anything today) and made her way wearily the front door.

The lights were all off downstairs, but she could make out a soft glow emanating from the stairs. She slipped off her boots with about as much grace as an exhausted, clumsy Sheriff could manage and made her way up the stairs. Emma could already picture that lovely soft bed and its even lovelier occupant. Thoughts of Regina's hands kneading her tired muscles, the stress of today becoming nothing but a distant memory sped her ascent.

Emma finally made it to the bedroom door and pushed it open.

"No!"

Emma stop dead on the threshold, "Seriously?"

Regina looked up from the book she had been reading on the bed and quirked an eyebrow, "You know the rules."

Emma looked down forlornly at her bag of bear claws and then back up at Regina.

God. The woman was even sexy when she was being a pain in the ass. She was currently lounging on top of the bed covers wearing a thin silk nightdress that cut off at mid-thigh. It left almost nothing to the imagination and suddenly the loss of a few pastries didn't seem like such a hardship. Still, she felt she should at least offer up a bit of resistance.

"We had food up here just last week" Emma countered.

Regina closed her book with a snap and set it down on the nightstand. "That was different", She said dismissively.

"How is that different? Food is food."

The brunette fixed Emma with an intense look, "Its different because the day I allow you to eat bear claws off of my naked body, is the day we all turn into dwarves and start singing Disney songs"

Emma smirked at the image. Then she shot Regina her best puppy-dog expression, the kind that never failed to soften the older woman. With as much sorrow as she could muster she said, "I haven't eaten anything all day, Regina."

Regina finally stood up and Emma couldn't help but notice the way the silk slid against her body with every movement. She knew she was staring and didn't care.

"We are not having those disgusting pastries in our bed. So..."

Emma was captivated as she watched Regina move towards her slowly and deliberately. Her eyes roamed the mayor's perfect, compact body and then back up to rest on her beautiful face. Emma swallowed, her mouth suddenly dry. She knew that expression. Regina had her pinned under a predatory look. Her eyes were undressing her on the spot.

Emma's hands automatically dropped the paper bag and moved to rest on her lover's hips as Regina came within range. Regina leaned in close and Emma inhaled. She could smell the light scent of perfume, the clean smell of her hair. Her lips were devoid of the usual lipstick, but they were no less irresistible. The entire room fell away and there was only this gorgeous creature in front of her.

"So...?" Emma managed even as her face began lowering itself closer to Regina's.

"So," Regina closed the gap between them and bought them in for a searing kiss. Emma's eyes closed and she felt heat instantly pool between her thighs as she felt Regina's lips against hers. She pulled the brunette's body tightly against her own and got lost in the sensations of the woman she loved in her arms, tongues battling each other.

All too soon Regina pulled back, breaking all contact. Emma was about the protest at the sudden loss but the other woman didn't give her the chance. Instead she brought herself up on her tip toes and spoke softly into Emma's ear. Her hot breath tickled her skin as she said in a low purr, "Perhaps you should and go and get the ice-cream".

Emma didn't need telling twice. She was gone from the room almost before Regina had finished her sentence.

Regina simply stood in the doorway with a self-satisfied smirk on her face. As stubborn as the Saviour could be, it was never hard to derail her given the proper motivation. She glanced at the discarded bag of bear claws in distaste and one wave of her hand caused the offending object to disappear in a puff of purple smoke.

The sound of a door banging somewhere downstairs and then the soft cursing of a woman in too much of a hurry made Regina glad that Henry was staying at a friends tonight. Nothing about the rest of this night was going to be quiet. She allowed herself a wolfish grin at that thought as she made her way back over to the bed she shared with Emma Swan.