I could feel her lips making a path down my neck, slightly sucking on my pulse point. My body let out an uncontrollable moan as she pushed me further into the wall of her study, one of her hands sneaking behind our fully clothe bodies to grab at my ass. I knew we shouldn't be doing this, so I put all my attention at putting my hands on her shoulders, pushing her away, trying to tell her what my mouth wasn't able to say at the time. I couldn't help but let a breathy sigh escape as she pulled herself away. The look on her face told me she thought I was rejecting her, I watched her eyes as I visibly saw her put up her walls to protect herself from what she thought was going to happen. Raising a hand up to her flushed cheeks, I let my thumb stroke over the scar that lived there. I felt her hands fall from my hips, to her side dejectedly.
"Regina," I said trying to break through to her, "I don't want this-" I tried, but was interrupted by a fire suddenly growing in the other woman's eyes.
"Of course you don't," she spat in her quickly composed mayoral tone, before she turned around out of my grasp, her own arms instantly wrapping around her bids as if she was trying to hold herself together. "No oneś wants to be anywhere near the Evil Queen, not even her own son." She took a few more steps into the black and white room, physically distancing herself from me. Neither of us expected for it to go this way, I had originally dropped by her house to give her a file from the sheriff's office she needed to look over, when (unsurdprisingly) we started fighting. I don't even remember what it was at this point, but the next thing I knew, I was pressed up against the wall. I could still feel her hands roaming over my body, and I knew I was already addicted. I wanted to explain to her what I didn't want, but she had interrupted me before I even had the chance.
"Regina," I said, reaching out for her and making the last few steps towards the retreating woman. She turned around and gave me one of her Evil Queen glares, daring me to touch her. "Don't you dare call yourself that anymore," it came out as a whisper, startling both of us. I cleared my throat and stood up straighter, "You didn't let me finish," I could tell the tears in my eyes were visible, but I wasn't going to allow this woman to break me at the moment. "I was trying to say-"
Again I was interrupted by the frustrating woman. "I think we're done here Miss Swan," she moved her body towards her desk, as if on auto pilot, and placed her hands flat upon it.
I took a deep breath before following after her, I watched as her body shook slightly, a small almost inaudible sob coming from somewhere inside of her. She had obviously had thought that I had left the room, so when I laid a hand on her shoulder, she jumped. I grabbed her and strained her body around, and into a hug. After struggling for a minute, I felt her give up, and just let me hold her. I waited for her racking cries to calm down before I spoke up again, "I don't want it to be a one time thing," I admitted into her dark brown locks, I rested my cheek on the top of her head, wanting her to know I wasn't letting go anytime soon. Her body tensed up in my arms, leading me to go on, "I like you Regina, and I don't want this to be just a quick fuck up against the wall." I let my lips place a soft kiss on her forehead, so soft I wasn't sure at first that she had felt it. Her right hand was playing with the top hem of my tank-top, while I felt her other one weave around me, and give me a squeeze. "I like you Regina," I whispered again, upon feeling her silent tears landing on my chest.
There was a pause before she spoke up, "I like you too Emma," I pulled her body ever closer to me, not really knowing how to reply yet. It was the first time she had said my name without having to yell at me about something. We stayed like that for a while, standing in the middle of the room, hanging onto each other like our lives depended on it. I didn't know when I had started feeling things for the older brunette, but I knew I was falling, and falling fast; this was the way it was supposed to be. All the 'true love' shit Henry had been talking about lately was just that, shit, until I had felt that woman kiss me. I knew I had saved her from the fire for more than just Henry, but I didn't know why. I felt Regina wrap her arms around my neck, and when I opened my eyes that had close some time ago, I found dark chocolate ones staring curiously back at me.
"Where'd you go Emma?" she said quietly, her voice hoarse from not talking for so long. Still making sure there was no space between us, I wrapped my arms tighter around her torso. I felt a small salty tear make a track down my cheek when I didn't answer. "Don't cry Em," Regina whispered carefully, almost as if she was testing the waters of wha she was allowed, and not allows to say. Hearing those words fall from her mouth, I had to choke back more sobs, it make me so happy to think that someone cared enough about me to comfort me in any way. A small, gentle hand reached up to wipe my line tear away, cupping my face reassuringly after.
I felt a smile tugging at my lips when both her hands landed on my chest, just above my heart. I don't know how we had managed to go from wanting to rip each other's throats out, to making out like horny teenagers, to fighting again, to cuddling each other, in a span of nearly twenty minutes. A swell of pride rose in my chest knowing she wasn't trying to push me away any more. She had taken a strand of my hair and was rolling it around her fingers. "Emma?" She asked again after a moment, and I realised I hadn't answered her yet.
"I'm not going anywhere," I said, hoping she knew that I meant every word. I let my arms wrap further around her middle before I placed another small kiss on the top of her head. I knew if I didn't let her go anytime soon, I was going to end up pushing her right back up against the wall, and resume what we had initially started. I sighed, forming myself to put my hands in my pockets and take a step back, still close enough to reach her, but not close enough to want to go down on her right there on the floor. "I want to do this right, Regina," her posture was anything but straight; her shoulders were slacked, her hands were playing with the edge of her blouse, and her eyes were trying to land on anything other than me. I watched as her body perked up when I said those seven simple words. It told me no one had ever cared about her enough to want to do that.
There was a twinkle in her eyes when she spoke up next, "Really?" It physically pained me to see that she had just expected me to throw her aside like she was a child's doll they had grown to old for. I nodded before finally giving back into the force that had been pulling us together, out lips meeting in a comforting kiss. I tried to convey all my feeling for her in that one kiss: love, understanding, willingness, forgiveness. As our tongues started to caress the other's, I put my hands on her shoulders again, trying to get myself to stop. With one final peck, we pulled away, a sexy moan falling from her mouth.
"Would you go on a date with me Regina Mills?" I asked nervously, my hands reaching blindly for her's. Once found, I weaved our fingers together, waiting for her to answer. She ducked her head down slightly, trying not to show how special it was making her feel for me to be asking her. She nodded, still not able look me in the eyes. I reached one of my hands up, and curled it under her chin, trying to get her to look at me. "Tonight?" I responded, moving my hand to slide down her neck, and land on her shoulder. I felt her now free hand tug at one of my belt loops.
"Please?" She requested gently. I note her eyes were now staring into mind, trying to search for any doubt hidden in them. I knew she had been dragged along by other people, just trying to get something out of her; but I wasn't going to do that. I wanted to show her that everyone deserved a happy ending, even Evil Queens.
I couldn't even bring myself to imagine if this was the first real date that she had ever been asked on. "Of course," I answered, placing a kiss on her cheek. "I'm afraid if I kiss you on the lips, I won't be able to stop," I admitted. She laughed, and I knew instantly that it was one of the most beautiful things I had ever heard I glanced over her head at the black and white clock that did a good job of blending into the wallpaper, it was a little past 4:30 in the afternoon. "I'll be back in a half hour, okay?" I was hesitant to leave, not really wanting to leave her alone after a moment like that.
She stood up on her tip toes to place a loving kiss on my cheek, it was then that I noticed the height difference between the two of us. She had managed to lose her heels in the middle of our...shenanigans. "I won't be able to stop either," she softly said, her breath tickling the shell of my ear. She extracted her live from mine, making sure she left enough room between us so we wouldn't be pulled back into the embrace of one another. "You have a half hour Miss Swan, I expect you back by then." She said with a regal tone in her voice, but the glint in her eyes, and smirk resting on her face, told me she was joking around.
"Yes Madame Mayor," I recited back to her in the same tone, before I leaned towards her, and gave her hand a squeeze. I was halfway out the door when I decided to turn back, "You're not alone anymore Regina." And just like that, I left the woman I had unconsciously been lusting over, standing alone in her house. Clambering into my yellow beetle.l, I closed my eyes, trying to will myself to stop shaking. Taking a deep breath I looked at the clock on the dash, I had a half hour to plan a date. Granny's Diner, here I come.
It would have been easier just to call her on the way to the diner, but by the time I realised that, I was putting my car into park in front of the establishment. "Ruby, we need to talk now," I practically yelled into the small restaurant. I took a second to thank some god that there were very few people eating at the time, and we could talk mostly in private. The waitress nodded in the direction of the bar, indicating I should sit, before she finished serving some citizen their early dinner. I had my head resting in the counter top when I heard Ruby place the coffee pitcher down next to me. I couldn't help but grown before I sat up, suddenly remembering what I was there to do, panic was written all over my face. "I need help. I have to plan the perfect date within," I glanced down at the phone in my hand," twenty-five minutes."
Red ruby chuckled at me, "Cuttin' it a little close there don't you think Sheriff?" She winked at me before continuing, "Can I ask who this 'perfect date' is going to be with?" She poured me a cup of the previously discarded coffee. I shook my head, almost too embarrassed to say who it was. "Hmmm," she said when I hadn't answered, "does it involve a certain Storybrooke mayor?" There was a flush of red starting up my cheeks as I downed half of my drink, and nodded. I wasn't able to look up at her, not wanting to know what she thought of it, the black liquid in my cup becoming very interesting.
"I don't know what to do," I told her, not even wondering how she had known who the date was with. I glanced around quickly, making sure no one could hear what we were taking about. A giggle came from Ruby, "What?" I snapped, knowing I probably looked like some sort of hot mess. She shrugged, "Ruby this is serious, I have twenty minutes before I have to be back at her house with the perfect date planned for her." I lowered my voice before grumbling, "I want to make it special for her."
It was a quick minute before my friend came up with an easy idea, "Just take her on a picnic Em," she still had a smile radiating on her face, laughing at how worked up I was getting about this. "Seriously, I'll make up some quick sandwiches and stuff, and you try and think of a good place to taker her. That won't make her walk through the mud," she added the last part quickly, reminding me who I was planning a date for. I nodded, still wondering how I was able to stumble into a date with (who I thought) was the hottest woman in the small town of Storybrooke. "What kind of sand which do you want Emma?" Ruby asked after a moment, pulling me out of my stupor.
"Doesn't matter, just some thing she'll like," I replied. "What about near the lake towards the outskirts of town? I have some blankets in the back of my car, and we could hang out there." I said hesitantly after a few minutes. I had gotten so caught up in thinking of where to go, that I hadn't noticed the woman on the other side of the bar had finished the food, and was packing it up for me. "It shouldn't be too muddy this time of year, and I was think there is a road that leads straight to it," I could feel my own body starting to shake again, wanting to make the date perfect for Regina. The summer was starting to wind down, so it shouldn't have been too hot by the cool waters.
A well manicure hand came to rest on my hand holding the forgotten coffee cup, "You need to relax, just be yourself and you should be fine. The lake sounds perfect, I'm sure she'll love it." The waitress told me reassuringly. I nodded again, not trusting my words to speak. She handed me a basked filled with food, making me think back to my fifth full day in town, when Regina had brought me apples.
I exhaled sharply, "Thanks Rubes," I said gratefully. I glanced down at my phone, "Shit! I have 7 minutes before I have to be back at her place!" I yelled as quietly as possible, trying not to let other people know what I was doing. Jumping out of my seat, I threw some bills down on the counter between my friend and I, before I dashed out the front door towards my bug across the street.
All I remember was the jingle of the bell behind me, and Ruby's voice yelling after me worriedly, "EMMA! WATCH OUT!" And then everything went black.