Hey guys, I've been an active reader of Swanqueen fan fiction for a while and I had an idea and thought, why not write it. So, here it is. Keep in mind, it is a first for me to write fanfiction. Not too sure about the quality. I hope it reads okay, and hope you enjoy it. Probably a twoshot, who knows. I am busy at the minute so I will let you determine if I should continue. Drop a review, that would be awesome.
Please note that these are not my characters, the scenario is only mine. Also take note of the rating.
The three knocks on the door disturbed Regina from her book, putting the book down on the coffee table and taking off her reading glasses she made her way to the door. Wondering who could be wanting to see her tonight, she thought she didn't make any plans.
She opened the door revealing the one and only Emma Swan, holding a paper bag in her hands. "Emma, to what do I owe the pleasure?" She asked in a teasing tone.
Emma smiled brightly, "Well Regina, we are friends now and I thought we could maybe hang out." Regina gestured for Emma to come in, closing the door behind the blond and following the her through the hall to the kitchen.
"And where is our son tonight?"
"Hanging with my parents." Emma answered. "I thought maybe we could watch a movie, I brought some to choose from and some snacks." The sheriff said, entering the kitchen to put down the paper bag, turning to Regina to wait her response.
Regina gave a wide smile, "That actually sounds like a good idea Miss Swan, although, you know I don't eat junk food."
Emma grinned, "Well, I brought some carrots, celery and hummus." Taking them out of the bag, as if to prove her point.
"Don't you think of everything saviour," Regina smirked. "What movies did you bring?" She began to cut up the vegetables, putting them in a bowl as Emma leaned on the counter.
Now taking out the DVD's, Emma answered the former mayor, "Annabelle, which is a horror. Grown ups, that is a comedy and The Matrix, which is an action movie. Which would you prefer to watch? Action, comedy or horror?"
"Perhaps, the horror movie. Would you like a glass of apple cider?"
"Only if it is the best apple cider I have ever tasted," Emma replied with a laugh. Remembering the first time the blond and brunette met. Which also earned a laugh from Regina.
"Well, if you take these," she gestured at the bowls of vegetables and hummus, "into the living room, I will get some cider for us." Emma spread the snacks on the coffee table, ate a carrot stick. Then set up the movie. She sat down in the middle of the couch, waiting for Regina to return. While waiting, she turned her phone on to mute and put it on the table. Not wanting anyone to disturb her night with her friend.
Regina entered the room a few minutes later, having changed from her dress into a pair of sweatpants she would never admit to owning and an oversized T-shirt. Wearing only socks on her feet. In her hands were the two glasses of apple cider and a soft blanket was slung over her arm. Emma was slightly stunned to see the former Evil Queen looking so casual.
"Will you be comfortable in that?" Regina asked, waving her hand at the sheriff in her usual red leather jacket, tight jeans and boots. So the blond took off her boots and her jacket, leaving them on the floor. Now only wearing her white tank top and jeans.
"I'm good, sit." She answered, excited to start the movie. She had originally bought Annabelle to watch by herself but was a bit scared to do so.
The brunette sat down beside Emma, curling her legs to the side, slightly leaning on the blond. Their bear arms brushing against each other, to which Emma's breath hitched ever so slightly. She put the blanket over herself and Emma as Emma started the movie.
Every so often one of them would lean over to get a piece of food, or their drink. But as the movie played further and the tension started to build Regina found herself migrating as close as she could to the blond. Emma noticed the brunette was scared, so she put her arm around Regina, resting her hand against her hip.
A particularly scary part came up, to which Regina jumped, and although she thought it was impossible before, she somehow seemed to be even closer to Emma. Emma's hand on Regina's hip rubbed comfortingly. But as the movie continued, Emma found herself growing more bold, her hand dipping under the T-shirt, drawing patterns on Regina's heated, bear skin. This earned her a gasp from the brunette.
Emma then stopped paying attention to the movie, but instead studying the former Evil Queens face as her hand continued to trail on the brunette's side. Letting her hand drift to her tummy, dipping her finger into Regina's belly button. Travelling up to below her bra. Repeating once, twice, continuously. Hearing all of the gasps, breath hitching, ever so quite moans breaking through her parted, red, delicious lips. Occasionally biting her lip to stifle the moan. It was comforting at the start but then it started to become arousing. And the sounds coming from the brunette was arousing Emma.
"Emma, I think I will be more comfortable lying down." This paused the blond's hand, taking her hand out of Regina's shirt, she stood up, pausing the movie.
"I will sit on the chair then." The blond replied, feeling hurt.
"NO," Regina basically shouted, "Lie behind me," she continued in a softer voice. The brunette had also stood up now, gesturing to the blond to lie down. Which she did, she lay on her side and Regina then lay on her side in front of Emma, not bothering with the blanket because they were both plenty warm. Emma propped her head up, bending her elbow to see past the former mayor and pressed the play button again. As the movie was brought back to life, she noticed that Regina was on the very edge of the couch, perhaps about to fall out, that couldn't be comfortable.
There was a gap between them, so Emma wrapped her free arm around Regina and pulled her back so that her back was flush against Emma's front. To which this caused Regina to moan, a bit too loudly for her own liking. But Emma loved the sound and rested her hand against Regina's tummy, over the T-shirt. However, her hand didn't stay restless for very long, and it once again began it's journey under the brunettes shirt.
This time, her exploration was easier, each time her hand rose higher, the shirt pushed up. Revealing more and more of the olive skin which Emma so badly wanted to taste. Her hand halted at the brunette's bra, a finger pushing under wire and ran across the skin. The brunette's breath hitched loudly in her throat.
Emma pulled her finger out, trailing her fingers back down Regina's belly, bellow her belly button, further down to the waistband of Regina's sweatpants. Her palm pressed flat against the former mayor's stomach, her fingers lightly dipping under the waistband. She pushed her hand further down until she met the waistband of the lacy underwear, dipping under that too, she could feel smooth skin, however her centre fingers felt hair. Emma moaned, landing strip, she thought.
Regina couldn't stop herself from bucking her hips, the blond's hand forced lower by the action, into Regina's wet heat, Regina releasing a breathy moan.