Regina sat at a small tiki bar on a beach in Florida sipping on a strawberry daiquiri. The Mayor of the small town in Maine, called Storybrooke, looked anything like her usual self sitting there wearing a red two piece bathing suit with sunglasses on top of her head. She discovered by accident that she could leave Storybrooke without any risk to her memory of her time in the Enchanted Forest as the Evil Queen. While she sat alone she thought of her son, Henry, and how he had found a book of fairytales that told the story of the curse Regina had placed on everything in Fairytale Land because of her incessant need to take away Snow White's happy ending. The Mayor's eight-year-old was acting out because no one believed his farfetched accusations. The kid was frustrated due to his struggle to convince everyone of the truth combined with his mother's insistence to stop him from divulging his discovery, and she needed a new perspective. On a whim, Regina decided she needed a break, a vacation to somewhere she didn't know where no one knew her. She left Henry with her friend Kathryn, hoping that without being around for a few days to fight with Henry about his discovery, they might be able to resume the fantastic mother-son relationship they had before the discovery of his book. After all, there was no way the Savior would be around anytime soon to break the curse. Regina knew the daughter of Snow and Charming, sent from Fairytale Land some twenty-five years ago wouldn't appear until her twenty-eighth birthday. This gave the Mayor three years before there was even a chance that the woman would end up in Storybrook.
Snapping out of her daydream, Regina sensed it before she laid eyes on the blonde woman that took the seat next to her. It was magic. Regina breathed in deeply letting it fill her lungs as it had been a considerable amount of time since she had been overwhelmed by magic. She eyed the woman curiously and noticed the blonde was wearing flip flops, dark blue board shorts, and a white tank top with a blue bathing suit underneath. Regina wondered who she was. She knew that people from all over the Enchanted Forest had been sent to this land. She also knew that not everyone ended up in Storybrooke. She wondered if the woman knew where she really came from, who she really was. She wondered if the woman knew that she possessed magic. She panicked slightly when she wondered if the woman would recognize who she, the Queen, was in this land.
"Want another?" Regina snapped her eyes up to meet the blonde's and gasped when she realized that the blonde was speaking to her.
"Excuse me?" Regina asked a little dumbfounded, a little overwhelmed about what she was feeling sitting next to the blonde.
"Would you like another drink?" The blonde motioned to the empty glass in Regina's hand. Regina relaxed slightly and nodded yes, unable to form proper words as those green eyes bore into hers. She studied the blonde's profile. She was certainly attractive with soft skin and piercing green eyes.
"Thank you." She said, taking the drink from the beautiful stranger sitting across from her who had a rum and coke for herself.
"I'm surprised a pretty girl like you would be sitting alone." The blonde said. Regina noticed the cocky grin that spread across the blonde's face. Two could play at this game. There was nothing wrong with a little playful banter with an attractive stranger.
"Maybe I don't want to be bothered." Regina said, giving the blonde her best smoldering smile.
"You wouldn't have taken the drink if you didn't want to be bothered." The blonde replied, taking a sip of her drink. Regina watched closely as she swallowed.
"Tell me your name." Regina said, putting on her husky voice. Maybe it was the heat. Maybe it was the alcohol, but she hadn't felt this attracted to someone in quite a while.
"Emma." The blonde answered. The Mayor let it roll over in her head, and she decided that she liked the way it sounded as she repeated it on her own lips.
"You hungry?" Emma asked. Regina was a little taken back by her abrasiveness; however, she hated that she found it endearing. Regina laughed slightly when her stomach growled. Emma smiled. "There's a local place down the street."
Regina was shocked when she found herself walking towards a small restaurant with Emma at her side. They didn't say much until they had a seat on the patio.
"What will you ladies have to drink?" The waiter asked.
"I'll have a rum and coke and she'll have a margarita." Emma answered. Regina almost snapped at for ordering for her, before she realized that a margarita was exactly what she wanted.
"You're not from around here, are you?" Emma queried as she eyed the brunette curiously.
"No, I just needed a vacation." Regina responded evasively. She didn't want to tell this woman too much considering that the Mayor could still feel the magic from Emma surrounding her as they talked.
"Alone?" Emma asked.
"Yes. I haven't been on a vacation since I first got my son, and I thought now might be a good time to do it." Regina saw the way Emma looked at her when she said that she got her son instead of had her son. "I adopted him when he was three weeks old." She added this to prevent Emma's confusion.
"How old is he?" Emma asked. She wasn't sure if Emma looked nervous talking about it or not.
"Eight." Regina responded. To prevent from going too far into the conversation, Regina asked, "Why are you in Florida?"
"I was here for work last week." Emma said looking down. Regina sensed that the woman didn't really want to explain more. "I decided to stay for an extra few days to relax, and I have to say that I'm glad I did." Regina felt herself blush as Emma looked her up and down from across the table.
The two women were still sitting at the table in the restaurant late into the night laughing and drinking. The conversation they had was very superficial. They discussed where they were from, current events, and joked about recent music, movies, and television shows. Regina found herself laughing easily with Emma, she secretly enjoyed the fact that every few minutes Emma moved her chair closer to her own. The Mayor hadn't been with a woman before, but to be honest she had only been with one man before. When Emma had successfully moved her chair close enough for their arms to touch, the magic became a little overwhelming. She wasn't sure if it was the alcohol or not, but she needed some air.
"How about we go for a walk?" Regina asked. The blonde nodded enthusiastically, and led them to the sand.
Emma took her hand as they walked down the beach. Her toes in the sand with the soft skin of Emma's hand was all so overwhelming for the Mayor, their suppressed magic becoming fiercely strong as Emma held her closer. Regina tried to distract herself by looking to the sky. It wasn't as dark out as she expected it to be because of the stars that shone brightly overhead. They reminded her of the Enchanted Forest, and how alone she had been all this time.
They came across a pier and stopped under the pier and sat down on a small bench. Emma turned to Regina and said, "Before I do this, does your son have a father or other mother in the picture?"
Regina laughed/ "He has biological parents, but I don't know who they are. If you're asking if I have a boyfriend or girlfriend, the answer is no."
Emma didn't hesitate to lean in and press her lips against Regina's. The kiss made Regina light headed, she was sure it was their magic. Regina's arms moved up to the back of Emma's neck to pull her closer, while Emma wrapped her arms around Regina's waist and held her tightly. When Emma's tongue ran across Regina's bottom lip, she opened her mouth to allow Emma entrance. Emma's soft tongue stroked against her own. Regina broke the kiss for air leaving both of them breathing heavily, eyes remaining closed.
"Woah." Emma breathed out. Regina took Emma's hand and stood. She had never done this before, but she knew she'd regret it if she let her night with Emma end here.
Regina silently led Emma to her hotel room, praying her forwardness didn't intimidate the blonde. Emma kissed her hard, putting all those thoughts to the back of Regina's mind. The blonde pushed the Mayor up against the wall as she kicked the door shut with her foot. Regina was slightly taller than Emma which put her at a slight advantage to gain back her usual dominant demeanor. She let her hands slide to Emma's waist, giving her leverage to turn Emma and push her back up against the opposite wall. Regina's hands glided up Emma's torso, to her chest, then around her neck to hold her closer. The Mayor moaned when Emma's fingernails scratched lightly down her back. With two pulls, Regina's bathing suit top fell to the ground.
Emma pushed Regina forwards, having already found where the bed was in the small one bedroom hotel room. They continued to kiss until the back of Regina's knees hit the bed causing Regina to fall back, pulling Emma on top of her. Emma pulled back from the kiss, her eyes mirroring the fire-like lust that Regina knew was in her own. Emma trailed her tongue down to Regina's collar bone, sucking lightly letting a small bruise form on her neck. She kept going down to take Regina's hard nipple in between her teeth earning a growl from the brunette below her.
Emma smirked as she pinched Regina's left nipple, then leaned down so her tongue could work on the right. She felt Regina's hips buck against her. She could smell her arousal. Emma moved back up the brunette's body to capture her lips again for a searing kiss. Regina hesitantly broke the kiss to remove the blonde's bathing suit top. Emma lowered herself back to kiss Regina letting their chests meet, sending a surge of pleasure right to Emma's center.
The blonde kissed down the Mayor's body stopping to swirl her tongue around the brunette's belly button. She looked deep into Regina's eyes as she moved her bathing suit bottoms down her legs. Emma took in the sight of the writhing brunette below her. She ran a finger through Regina's wetness letting it coat her finger, then slowly slid it into Regina's tight entrance, watching the brunette's eyes grow bigger as she stroked her walls gently. She moved her finger slowly in and out of Regina until the brunette started to slide her body down rhythmically to meet Emma's slow pace. Emma quickly added another when the brunette started moaning. Regina took in a sharp intake of breath as Emma curved her fingers hitting the spot that made her see stars behind her eyes.
Emma looked into Regina's deep brown eyes and smirked as she lowered herself to slide her tongue around the brunette's clit as she continued to push in and out of her with her fingers. "Fuck yes" emitted from Regina's throat in the sexiest, huskiest way Emma had ever heard.
Emma continued what she was doing, going back to the spots over and over again that made the loudest moan release from Regina's red lips. The Mayor bucked wildly into Emma's hand until she felt the sticky liquid coat her fingers as Regina rode out her orgasm. When Regina opened her eyes, Emma was smiling down at her, waiting for the brunette to respond.
"We have a problem." Regina said in a deep, aroused voice, concern etched on her face.
"What is that?" Emma asked, pecking her on the cheek.
"You are wearing too many clothes." Regina laughed as she flipped them so that Emma was on the bottom. They spent hours exploring each other's bodies in the most beautiful ways that they never knew was possible. Regina fell asleep content for the first time in a long time with arms wrapped around her body.
Regina noted the absence of the blonde's arms immediately when she opened her eyes the next morning, as the light streamed through the window. She rolled over to an empty spot in the bed next to her. She stood thinking Emma might be in the bathroom, but she found that empty as well. The Mayor thought the night before had been a dream, but she knew that wasn't true when she saw the small bruise on her neck in the mirror. When she saw Emma's tank top still on the floor, she picked it up. She let the tears fall from her eyes. She had let herself fall for someone again who she didn't even know. The blonde was just a vacation one night stand. For letting her walls down, she was left gripping a white tank top as she cried silently to herself on the bed.