A/N: Ok this fic is gonna be rated M and that M is pretty much effective immediately. This fic starts off with a One-Night-Stand scenario that obviously will develope into something more after some actual story/plot... lolz
I wanted to try out writing an Actual sex scene as I have not written one before and was planning on having them in my other fics so I thought why not just go ahead and try it out in this one first...
I plan on updating "Shades" in the next few days if life will stop acting like a Bi-Polar Crack Addict... lolz
Anywayz...Hope it goes over well... Awkward pause... Mmkay so here we go... ;P
Business, Not Personal
Emma had been sitting in an upper-class-snob bar in the business district of Boston that she never went to and was immediately regretting as soon as the bartender shot her a look of disdain for even being so middle-class as to order a beer. She sat there bemoaning her situation for about a half-hour when smouldering whiskey brown eyes drifted through the door. Her sea-greens locked with them and it was instant attraction. At that moment, both women knew where they would end up at the end of the night.
The dark-haired woman, dressed in what was no doubt a designer power suit, glided over to the small café style table, directly in the eye line of the blonde.
Though how the woman managed to sit down in a skirt that tight was beyond Emma.
The brunette ordered a Manhattan, two cherries, and tried to act as nonchalant as possible. Emma held no such delusional desires and proceeded to map the woman's ridiculously sexy body with her eyes.
The slate grey suit was tailored to scream power, control, and sensuality. It made Emma want to rip it off and tangle her hands in the woman's perfectly coiffed cocoa locks, preferably as she moaned beneath her.
The silk chemise under the blazer was a deep plum color and plunged downward revealing the olive toned mounds that held Emma's fascination for several minutes until she managed to tear them away and continue lower to look at silky smooth,fuck-me-pumps toned legs.
When Emma finally brought her eyes back up to the woman's goddess-like face, she found those chocolate-brown eyes lock with hers as a pink tongue slither slowly out and wrap around an alcohol soaked cherry and bring it back to her plump blood-red lips to suck on it ever so slightly before finally crushing it between her pearly white teeth.
Emma's mouth was bone-dry. All her saliva had officially made its way south to a very needy part of her body.
Quickly ordering and throwing down a shot of tequila, she threw some bills on the bar and made her way over to the brunette woman.
"Do you want to get out of here...?" she asked a lot more breathlessly than she wanted to.
A smirk formed on the naturally tanned face, "And where do you suggest..." said the creature with sex for a voice, Emma thought.
"I have an apartment down town... It's less than a 15 minute cab ride from here..."
The brunette downed what was left of her drink and was about to pay when a pale hand stopped her.
"Already taken care of..." she said nodding towards where she had been seated at the bar.
The angel stood with a devil grin on her face and came closer to the red-leather clad blonde, breath caressing the woman's pale skin, "That was rather presumptuous of you, don't you think, dear..."
Emma gave a slight smile, "Only if you say no..." she finished with a slight eyebrow raise.
The brown eyes darkened a shade and laughed in her melodiously deep tones, "Lead the way..."
Emma slipped her hand into the brunette's and flashed her a large grin and began to pull her out the door and onto the sidewalk. She quickly flagged down the yellow cab and got in pulling the other woman with her.
The bartender, who had been watching the whole time, shook his head as he wiped out a martini glass, "Never fails..." he said with a sigh.
"What's that..." said one of the waitresses coming to get more ordered drinks.
"The hot ones are always gay..." he said with a disappointed sigh and a slight shaking of his head.
The waitress smirked and laughed lightly, "Now you know how women feel..." she motioned behind her to a male-model-handsome, well-muscled man and his mediterranean looking boyfriend leaning dangerously close to one another at the back corner table.
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As soon as they hit the backseat of the cab and Emma had told the driver the address, hands started roaming bodies. Emma had never really been one to make-out like some obnoxious ass, in the back of a cab but the brunette was just too delicious to resist... and apparently, she had no problems with it either.
Emma threaded her hands through downy soft shoulder length locks and pulled the tanned-face closer to hers. The brunette reciprocated the gesture in Emma's own thick blonde curls.
At first contact of their lips both women moaned against the other. Emma didn't even know this woman's name and still this was the best kiss she had ever experienced. The fullness of the other woman's lips slid skillfully against hers and when she felt that pink tongue from earlier push against her, well she didn't even hesitate in letting it in.
As one of her hands traveled down the brunette's back to grab a handful of that perfect ass, she heard the driver clear his throat.
They had stopped moving and the building in front of her looked familiar.
Oh yeah her lust-clouded brain remembered The apartment.
Emma began to pull out her wallet to pay the man when he stopped her. "Oh no...It's on the house, ladies... " he half chuckled as Emma turned her flushed, kiss-swollen lipped face to the driver's slightly dilated eyes and gave him a half nod of gratitude.
The brunette slid backwards out of the cab door and pulled Emma with her. Emma was beginning to forget what she was doing as the brunette pulled her by her hips into another deep passionate tounge-filled kiss when she muttered something breathlessly.
"What...?" Emma panted.
"Which way do we go now...?"
"Oh yeah..." Emma remembered again. She grabbed the brunette's hand again and pulled her inside her building and hit into the elevator. Emma hit the button for her floor and then shoved the other woman into a corner of the elevator, reconnecting their faces. The elevator dinged a few minutes later, Emma reluctantly unwrapped the leg that had snaked its way around her hips and made the final trek to her apartment door.
A few frustrating tries with her key later, they were in and Emma found herself shoved up against her own front door.
Olive hands shoved her red-leather jacket off and untucked her white button down from her skin-tight jeans.
As the other woman slid her hands under Emma's shirt, Emma pushed at the woman's blazer.
Plump red lips, grazed over her collar-bone and bit down slightly eliciting a gasp from slimmer pink lips.
"Bedroom. Now..." Emma managed to eek out and pulled the woman to her bed.
Reaching their destination, the brunette had demands of her own, "Clothes. Off." she said pulling at Emma's shirt and attempting to unbutton it, eventually forgoing that idea and just pulling at it from the bottom, popping each little plastic circle off.
Emma couldn't help the excited laugh that escaped her mouth as she saw the brunette's eagerness.
"I agree..." she said lifting the woman's silk plum blouse to reveal heart-stopping heaving breasts only covered slightly by black lace.
Emma heard a slight whimper and knew it was from herself as she gazed at the tousled chocolate locks and the flushed skin..
They worked in tandem, Emma unzipping the tight business skirt, the brunette unbuttoning obscenely tight pants and ripping off knee-high leather boots.
Down to their underwear, Emma mismatched cotton, the brunette obviously expensive back lace.
Emma decided to savor the moment. This was the hottest woman she had ever seen... Ever.
She tried to slow her breathing and made her way over to the panting brunette. She ran her hands down the sides of her slim waist and down to her perfect ass, grabbing her there to pull her flush against her body. She heard a deep groan come from the woman's throat and trailed her lips down from the woman's cheek to her slender neck placing feather-light kisses.
Her hands moved up to the clasp of the woman's bra and expertly unclasped it letting it fall to the floor.
The woman had breasts that looked like what all plastic surgeons were aiming for. Perfectly round, nipples hardened and at attention, begging to be caressed.
Emma suddenly picked the woman up by her thighs moving them around her waist. The other woman moaned at the full body contact, her hot centre rubbing deliciously on taut abs. Emma placed her down on her big king-sized bed and moved her mouth down to those dusky-rose colored nipples and sucked on the right one as a hand thrummed the left.
The woman gave a yelp and arched into the blonde, "Oh God"
Emma swirled her tongue around the nub and pulled back with a wet pop before moving over to the other breast.
She ran her tongue over it leaving a wet trail then blew air onto it watching goosebumps form on the surrounding skin.
Finally sucking it into her mouth she felt hands thread through her hair and hold her closer to the writhing body beneath her.
Releasing it and placing her hands on the heaving breasts she raised up and looking into completely dilated eyes.
"My name's Emma... What's your's..?"
The brunette concentrated so her eye's could focus on the sea-green eyes above her.
"Regina..." she breathed out.
"Regina... " Emma said to herself liking how the word felt in her mouth. "Well Regina, now you know what name to scream.." she smirked as she dove in for another kiss running her tongue over that tantalizing scar on the swollen upper lip.
Emma's hands moved from Regina's chest and down to her bucking hips that were trying desperately to find some kind of friction.
She slid her fingers through the band of the black lace bikini's and leaned back to slip them off toned legs. She crawled off the bed, leaving Regina to look after her confused until the blonde knelt on the floor by the bed.
Emma reached out and pulled Regina by the legs with a quick jerk until her thighs hung off the platform bed, Regina yelping with surprise.
She ran her hands up silky thighs almost reverently and then softly pushed them apart.
The brunette was smooth and glistening with her wetness. Emma leaned forward and inhaled her sweet musky scent and felt a tug at her own core at the uncontrolled lust pouring off of them.
"Touch me..." Regina finally said in a slightly pleading tone.
Emma looked into the captivating eyes and looped her arms around the brunette's legs, kissing the inner thighs, and licked from opening to clit.
Regina gave a gasping moan and tried to lift her lower half off the bed but was held down by Emma's muscular arms.
Emma lapped at the abundant wetness as she felt a hand hold back her hair so that the brunette could see her. Emma look straight into hooded brown eyes as she sucked the hardened nub into her mouth.
Regina tilted her head back and groaned and pulled Emma's head tighter to her centre.
Emma could already feel Regina's thighs tightening around her and was struggling to control her own need to orgasm.
They were already so worked up Emma knew Regina wouldn't last much longer. She moved her right hand to the brunette's opening and without warning entered her swiftly. Emma raised up on the bed and hovered over the gasping, keening woman to watch her beautiful face as hurtled toward that sweet precipice..
She thrust her fingers, at first two then three, at a hard and fast speed as her thumb worked the hard clit.
She felt Regina wrap her legs around her waist and Emma saw the need in the brown eyes, understanding she put her leg behind her thrusting hand to push harder and sped up her thumb.
She leaned down and licked a trail from nipple, up the flushed neck, and suck an earlobe into her mouth, released it, and then whispered softly into the ear.
"Come for me, Regina..."
And she did violently moaning "Emma" as her rocking stilled and her heels dug into the lower back of the woman above her, back bowed completely off the bed.
Emma watched the woman's face contort with pleasure and melt with bliss and began peppering the sweat slicked face with soft kisses.
Her hand pumped softly at the still spasming walls and she felt Regina's arousal trail wetly down her wrist.
Emma slowly pulled out as she felt the woman's grip on her slacken but left her hand cupping Regina's wet sex. She just wasn't ready to leave it yet and Regina didn't make a move for her to remove it.
She looked at the relaxed features of the woman below her and couldn't help saying, "You're so beautiful..." whispering it softly into her red cheek.
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Her tender caresses, after a few moments, seemed to bring life back into the woman.
She felt Regina lean up and nibble on her neck and quickly remembered her own staggering arousal.
Emma tried to stifle a whimpering moan in her throat but Regina heard it anyway.
She raised up and rolled the blonde onto her back, "My turn... " she said in a bedroom voice as a predatory gleam entered her eyes.
"Thank God..." Emma breathed.
Chuckling softly, Regina leaned down and sucked a hard nipple into her mouth and pinched the other as Emma tried desperately to rub her sodden panties on anything.
Feeling her desperation, Regina left the blonde's breasts and trailed kisses down Emma's stomach and to her panty line.
With her teeth, she pulled on the soaked cotton until it was part way down milky thighs. Grabbing it with her hands and pulling it the rest of the way the ran her hands up and down the blonde's inner thighs until she can hear whimpering coming from the blonde.
"What's the Magic word..?" she asked teasingly, a waspish grin on her face.
Emma growled, "You have got to be fucking kidding me..."
"Oh language dear..." Regina leaned over and spoke sultrily into the blonde's ear. "I'm just asking you to be polite..." she whispered, nibbling on a lobe.
"Oh God Please, Regina..."
Regina made her way back down the pale flesh and spoke into the trimmed blonde curls, "Now that wasn't so hard was it..."
Not waiting for an answer she went straight for the swollen clit at the top of the glitteringly wet pussy.
She felt wetness gush down below her chin as she nibbled and swirled her tongue around the hardened nub.
Swiftly she shoved her tongue into the opening and curled it inside the blonde.
She felt a hand in her hair urging her to continue her ministrations and she pumped in and out of the tight opening.
When she felt the contractions strengthen around her tongue she pulled out and the blonde bemoaned her missed friction.
"Regina..." she almost whined.
"Shh..." she said as she straddled the blonde's thigh.
She re-entered the blonde with two fingers and rubbed herself up and down the thigh in time with her manual thrusts.
She leaned down on top of Emma, kissing her breasts, collar bones, up her throat, and finally to her kiss swollen lips.
Emma stopped fisting the sheets and shoved her hands into mussed cocoa locks.
Regina could feel the pressure building in the blonde's abdomen as her arm muscles burned with exertion.
When she heard Emma's moans become breathier and felt the grip the blonde had on her tighten she knew it was time.
She coated her thumb in the abundant juices as she pumped. Her fingers reaching that sensitive patch of skin inside the blonde and started circling the hardened clit as she sucked hard on the long slender neck, marking it's pale flesh.
Emma screamed her name and Regina felt her own body release again onto the pale thigh she rode at hearing it said in such ecstasy.
Emma clamped her legs around the arm but Regina didn't stop moving her hand and fingers.
Panting hard they both slowly came down from the animalistic high.
Emma running her hands through Regina's sweat dampened hair.
Regina giving tender kisses to a slick chest and nuzzling a now marked neck.
Regina finally pulled out of the blonde and Emma felt the loss. Neither offered to move from the positions that last round left them in.
They were fine just the way they were.
Emma on her back arms around the brunette, legs tangled.
Regina draped across the blonde still spread over the now soaked thigh, nuzzling her face into soft breasts, her hand still clutching around the blonde's sex possessively. She wriggled closer now starting to feel the chill in the sex soaked air.
Emma felt the nip in the air and pulled at the haphazardly thrown bed spread and covered their naked bodies.
As they both drifted off, Emma kissed the forehead below her and sighed with a smile on her face.
"Happy Birthday to me..." she whispered and tightened her grip around the sleeping brunette.
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Regina woken with her head pillowed on a soft breast and soothed with the hard rhythm of a beating heart.
Inhaling she still could smell the arousal in the air and taste the previous nights activities on her tongue. It brought a smile to her face.
It was when she unconsciously snuggled closer to the blonde that the panic hit her.
First off she was hardly ever a "One night stand" kind of girl and she really wasn't the "Let's cuddle all night after a one night stand" kind of girl.
This was too intimate, too close, too soon.
Regina froze trying to determine how best to extricate her from the blonde's grip without waking her up when her thoughts were interrupted.
"I can hear your freak out from here..." the blonde sighed.
Regina released a breath she didn't realize she was holding and temporarily sank back into the blonde.
"Sorry..." she mumbled into pale skin.
"So... what was your plan... Get up, get dressed, leave a note, don't leave a note... What?"
"I don't know... I was still on 'How to get out of bed without waking you'..."
Emma released her hold on the the brunette and slid up in bed to sit up, not bothering when the sheet slid off revealing her chest.
Regina raised up and slowly trailed her eyes up from the alert pale pink nipples and to slightly disappointed eyes.
Generally Regina did not care what people thought of her. She especially did not care about what some cheap one-night-stand thought of her.
But if she was to be honest with herself, deep down she knew somehow, even in this small window of time they spent together, that Emma was different.
Emma sighed again and ran her hands down her face trying to clear her mind.
"Look Regina, there's nothing to freak out about, okay. We met at a bar... had awesome sex..." she said with a laugh and Regina felt a slight blush spread across her face.
"We didn't go to Vegas and get married ok...?" she tried to see into warm brown eyes but Regina kept her gaze downward.
"So uh...Why-why don't you go get a shower, I'll make some coffee and... we accept last night for what it was... "
Regina nodded her head but felt a burn in her chest at the blonde's words.
Accept last night for what it was? she thought. How could she do that when she didn't know what last night was.
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Regina tried to gather her thoughts as the hot water trailed over her body. She hadn't contemplated having a real more than one night relationship since him. And that had left her heartbroken and scrambling.
She wasn't sure if she was ready to jump back into that dating world yet.
On the other hand, it had been five years. And if she was to listen to Kathryn, then apparently it was past time for her to get back out there.
Maybe she should take a chance.
She shut off the water and wrapped a towel around herself and stepped back into the bedroom to redress.
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She smelled coffee and followed the scent into the modern style kitchen, all stainless steel and white. It was a single-person's kitchen.
Now that she actually looked around and wasn't just trying to get to a bed... or really any flat surface, she noticed Emma's apartment was actually really nice. She didn't know what the blonde did for a living but it apparently must pay well.
She never would have guessed it by how casually the blonde dressed. She absolutely detested that red-leather jacket, even if it was real leather, it was gaudy and tacky.
She found the blonde at the kitchen island in a fluffy pale blue robe.
Emma handed her a cup wordlessly, unsure of what to or if she should say anything.
Regina pouring her coffee realized the blonde wasn't going to say anything, so she added two sugars and took a long sip staring out the large windows that looked down on the Boston skyline.
Uncomfortable in the silence, Regina decided to break it with a tentative, "Emma-"
The blonde cut her off with a sad little smile and a shake of her head.
Regina smiled, nodded back, and sipped at her coffee. She looked over at the clock on the wall. It was half past 8. She was due back at her mother's at 9. She was going to be late, her mother hated when she was late.
Regina sighed and sat down her cup. "I'm afraid I have to go..." she sighed.
Emma didn't look surprised and gingerly sat down her mug to lead the woman out
Emma reached for the door handle and held it open for the brunette to go through.
Regina entered the hallway and turned to look into sea-green eyes one last time and reached a slow hand up to cup a pale cheek.
She smiled softly as she leaned in to place a soft kiss onto pink lips. Emma threaded a hand through dark locks and pulled the brunette closer with the other hand.
A Kiss Goodbye.
As they pulled away there was a longing that wanted to grow but they both stamped it back down. It was what it was...
Regina turned her body towards the elevator but kept eye contact until she had to press the button to go down. She stepped in hit the button for the ground floor and watched the blonde shut the white apartment door with a click of finality.
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It was the ride down that got to the brunette.
She was leaving. It was done. It was over.
But did it have to be? was the thought that echoed in her mind.
It was obvious neither wanted to drop this just yet. Perhaps something more was there than just a wonderful night.
The elevator dinged signalling its arrival to the ground floor.
Regina realized she had a decision to make, but what?
Go back up and what? Give the blonde her number. Say 'Call me' and then leave...?
The answer came to her as she edged nearer to the doors and the morning sun glinted off the copper boxes lining one of the lobby walls.
Regina chuckled to herself and grabbed a pen out of her purse and jotted something down on an old post-it note. She walked over to the box bearing the room number of 311 and slid it through the slot.
She walked out the door and hit the buzzer to Emma's room.
The blonde's voice drawled over the speaker, "Yeah..."
"Emma..."
A slightly higher pitched voice answered, "Regina...?" surprise and confusion laced heavily.
"...I left a note..." was all she could think to say. She turned and flagged a cab and looked back up at the high-rise, a smile stretching her face.
Ok so that's how they meet. The next chapter will be more plot and reactions to what happened.
Hope the whole sex-scene went over well... I know it was long but hey... whatevs... I was kind of inspired by all the depressing Hetero-ness going on with OQ right now... Le Sigh...
Cause let's face it guys... If "Emma" had been an "Emmet" on the actual Show then they would be together and Cannon right now... OH well at least there's fanfiction..
Love ya guys :D