This story is rated M for lots of sexy times. Takes place season 4 before the Dark One storyline. Enjoy, please review!
Everything was perfect. Well, as perfect as they could be considering Zelena was pregnant. But Regina knew they could work through that. She finally had Robin, her prophecized True Love. She had Henry. She had her job as Mayor. She had some semblance of peace in her life, and even had a friend in Emma.
Emma.
Regina would admit it to no one, but she had this funny feeling in the pit of her stomach every time she was around the blonde. It was a thrilling comfortable peace that she dared not think too deeply about. Although they were on good terms, Regina thrived on those challenging conversations where they would tease and insult each other, it was invigorating in a way Regina couldn't explain. Truth be told, she was a bit bored with her life, with the exception of when she was adventuring with the savior. Robin was-well, safety, and comfort and...boring. Emma was-challenging, refreshing, and...fun. Regina tried desperately not to read too much into this and just went with it. It was just nice to have a friend. The fact that her heart raced and her body tingled when she was around Emma was simply because of their rapport. That was all. Or so she told herself.
Their first encounter was at Regina's house. Emma had stopped by on Regina's day off to drop off some paperwork that was overdue. Henry was at a friend's house. They found themselves standing in the foyer chatting.
"I mean, it's fine, I just-after everything, it just seems kind of-anti-climatic," Regina sighed, leaning up against the wall.
Emma chuckled slightly. "I know what you mean. Everyone says, every single fairy tale tells you the whole point in life is finding love, and when you have it, it's just like-really? This is what I'm supposed to be fighting for? Kinda lame, actually," Emma said as she leaned up against the wall next to Regina. Their bodies were a breadth apart.
Regina's body temperature rose at the proximity of the savior. She swallowed thickly before daring to ask. "You mean life with the pirate isn't as exciting as you thought?"
Emma shrugged her shoulders and dropped her arms, noticing her hand fell right next to Regina's. "It's fine. I mean, Killian bends over backwards to try and make me happy. He agrees with everything I say, does whatever I ask. It's just, there's no fire. No challenge. No passion," Emma felt a shift in their air, as she wanted to say their relationship lacked everything that she had with the queen.
Regina felt her breathing pick up, realizing she and Emma felt exactly the same. Like they were stuck in these relationships that were so sticky sweet and perfect. Stuck in these relationships they were supposed to want, and yet somehow didn't.
Regina shifted slightly, and felt her hand brush up against Emma's. Instead of moving away, she left it there. She sighed out. "Yes, that's how I feel. I don't want to be just bowed to, not any more. I need a little push back. Some one who-doesn't let me just get my way all the time, at least not without a little fight."
Emma found herself rubbing her fingers up Regina's hand, and when she heard Regina gasp she didn't stop. Her index and middle fingers curled around Regina's, and caressed her thumb along the brunette's hand. She could see Regina's chest rise and fall quickly, realizing they were both feeling this intense desire flowing back and forth between them.
Emma felt her body lean until her shoulder brushed against Regina's. Her breath caught as she felt Regina squeeze her fingers. Emma clamped her eyes shut, as she pushed herself off the wall and turned, as if making eye contact with the queen would break the sudden spell that had come over both of them.
Regina dared not open her eyes as she felt the savior's body lean against hers, pressing her against the wall. She felt Emma's breath against her ear and it sent shock waves through her body. Her hand moved up and gripped at Emma's side tentatively, afraid to give into passion. She breathed out as she dared to reach up and grip blonde curls.
Emma put her hand against the wall by Regina's head, eyes still closed. When she felt Regina's hand on her side, Emma let her body fall forward, gasping at the full body contact. She could feel Regina's breasts brushing against hers, causing her own nipples to harden even through their clothes.
Regina leaned her head over until her cheek was rubbing against Emma's, and heard the blonde moan slightly. When Regina felt Emma's body shift and her leg land between hers, the queens grip tightened. Both hands were on the blonde's hips now, pulling her closer as hips listed against each other.
Their bodies moved against each other, both women remaining silent save for uncontrollable moans and gasps. Neither chocolate nor green peeked out behind closed lids, both afraid to acknowledge what was happening, afraid the other would suddenly come to their senses and pull away. Emma began to thrust harder and more fluidly as both women grew close to release. She felt Regina's grip tighten as she pulled the blonde's hips harder against her.
Regina clung desperately to Emma as they pushed each other toward orgasm. When Regina lifted her leg around Emma's waist, the blonde's thigh was finally able to put the right amount of delicious pressure in just the right spot. Regina couldn't help but let out soft desperate cries into Emma's neck as the blonde's thrusting sent her into a blinding orgasm.
When Emma felt Regina's body stiffen and heard her release, it propelled Emma off the cliff as well, and she dug her fingers into Regina's leg around her waist as she too cried out in pleasure. As they slowly came down off their high, Regina let her leg slip from Emma's waist and to the floor. Her arms slowly fell from Emma's body as she breathed heavily. Her head fell back against the wall.
As Emma finally regained her senses, she slowly pushed her body off Regina's. Her eyes opened but her gaze went to the floor, afraid to look the brunette in the eyes. It wasn't shame or even regret. But she couldn't bare to see those emotions in Regina's eyes. She pushed away from the wall, already missing the physical contact.
"I-I'm sorry. I-should go," Emma stammered as she moved swiftly to the door, not daring to look at Regina. She paused in the doorway for only a moment, fighting the urge to turn around. But she couldn't risk rejection. Not after their passionate encounter. Instead she left the mansion and a stunned Regina behind.