Notes: This has Emma in it. So GoldenSwanQueen - because I just love Gold and Regina with Emma. Per usual; Characters mentioned here and all mention of anything from the Once Upon A Time series do not belong to me. They belong to the minds of the original creators.
Takes place in S6. During The Evil Queen's stay in Storybrooke. I wanted something a little light-hearted and this little idea came to mind after thinking about some of the ships that are amazing in the series that include Emma Swan (IE SwanQueen and GoldenSwan). I had originally wanted to rate this T but then Emma's mind ended up getting a little too carried away with those images as I wrote, so there's that. Heavy imagery.
WARNING: There's not much GoldenQueen in here (just as a little warning since Gold isn't focused on as much) since I wanted to focus on Emma's thoughts and for some reason, I just thought having her crave Regina would be best for the focal point.
Not as detailed as I wanted it to be. BUT she didn't have much time and her thoughts aren't going to form in the perfect way and she had no time for foreplay ideations. Honestly - if I get to self conscious about it - I might delete it to try and add more detail.
Either way, enjoy!
Thank God I wore the comfortable boots today. Emma thought as she rounded the corner to Mr. Gold's shop. Her little trustworthy, or so she had thought it was, bug had broken down around two miles from Regina's and left her walking the rest of the way. Ignoring the closed sign, she pushed past the door and into the front room. Little dust particles danced in the light that spilled in from the street, giving the shop some sort of heated dream haze.
"Gold?" She called out, her eyes raking over the area before her. His voice didn't come back to her, so she took a couple of steps forward until a low noise hit her ears and caused her to stop in her tracks. Initially she wanted to write it off as nothing; just a passing moment. Until...
"Ooh." A voice similar to Regina's echoed out from the back room. "Oh.."
Her soft lips fell open; nope not a passing thought.
And then a groan, slightly darker - more of a growl. Gold.
Every single inch of her logical brain told her to bolt for the door and keep going until the smell from Granny's diner smacked her in the face, but the nerve endings on her body had an entirely different idea of their own. Her feet planted to the ground as if they had sprouted roots and dug into the floorboards.
"Deeper.." Regina's voice hissed, a mere echo against the walls.
And then the first of many clear as day images raced to fill the empty walls of Emma's thoughts.
The dark haired woman leaning back, hands behind her as she made room for Gold. Her pearly whites hissing out the instruction and her partner rushing to bend to her every whim. Cold chills forming along her soft, supple skin. Nipples hardening into buds.
A wave of heat rushed behind Emma's temples. Her pupils dilating. Was she really going to stand here and listen as whatever they were doing back there commenced? Another noise poured in like honey, a soft sigh from the lips Emma craved to taste; the answer popping up as quickly as the question had. Fuck yes she was.
Hesitantly, her feet glided over to the counter where Gold had his register. She placed one of her hands along the surface, the chill shooting up through her wrists battling with the heat rising in her frame. Deep down; Emma knew that the woman in the back wasn't Regina - but that didn't stop her imagination from running away with the thought when the next voice came rolling through her ears like red hot liquid. Like her lips.
"Mmm, it hurts." Contrary to the statement, her voice gave away a different notion. So Emma went with it, her thighs closing tight together to help aid the electricity settling between them.
Crimson lips parting, a tongue snaking out to taste-Emma shook her head, trying to will the image away but it bounded through her thoughts like a raging bull. -Emma coming up behind Gold, then around him, climbing up behind Regina. Feather light kisses dancing along her right shoulder, teeth nipping at sensitive skin and then
"Oh!" Regina's voice as Gold thrust deep into her core, hungry eyes meeting two very eager faces. Emma's fingertips tracing from Regina's jaw, taking a moment to caress - her finger tracing circles beneath her ear. Hand trailing down the front of the dark haired woman's body, taking a moment to tease a nipple. Pinch, flick...then dancing lower and lower-
"Come on.." Dark growls belonging to the owner of the shop penetrated through her, following a purr from the woman Emma wanted so badly to taste, to tease. What the fuck were these thoughts...they weren't
"Oh yes.."
Fuck all reason. Fuck everything. Fuck her.
She let out a low hum, one that vibrated through her chest and up past her dry throat. Her own tongue snaking out to trace along her lips, pretending they were the blood red she wanted.
The image changed slightly now;Emma was in front. Regina on Gold's naked lap, thrusting deep into her - hands at her throat. Emma on her knees, eager mouth sucking gently on her bundle of nerves, causing mewling noises to escape her Queen's ruby lips. Rising, slowly, she nipped and kissed along tender skin until she found purchase back at Regina's open mouth. Emma placed a hand on Gold, fingers gripping the soft flesh there the cash register, nails trying but not able to dig into the metal object fingertips pressing down as hard as possible - creating crescent moon reminders. Her other hand snaking between Regina's thighs that were currently undulating at a pace with Gold.
"Oh!" Another beautiful noise from the back room, belonging to the vixen. Emma pushed past the waistband on her jeans, dipping her fingertips in the warmth that had collected between her legs before tracing up her folds and settling on that wonderful little bundle of nerves.
"Hmm."; another low hum. Gold.
Her fingers began moving swiftly against Regina's clit in tune with their hips. Regina's digits roamed along the front of Emma's body, nails leaving red lines in their wake until they found purchase between the blonde's legs, fingertips moving with the pace they had set, pushing the heat in Emma's stomach lower and lower.
She claimed Regina's lips, mouth closing over her Queens. Their tongues dancing, writhing like the bodies in the back room driving one another towards a breaking point. Their body heat working into a fever as their surroundings began to blur. "Uhh.." Emma could feel it, the heat rising low in her stomach as she moved her fingers to the image of Regina's hips back in her mind, teeth biting hard onto her lower lip - enough to push crimson to the surface.
"Miss Swan.." The Evil Queen purred as she came into sight. And at her voice, saying her name, Emma felt her core spasm as lights flashed behind her eyes and a wonderful jolt surged through her frame, causing her to lose her footing and lean hard against the counter. "...You look good enough to eat."
Mr. Gold peered through now, taking a few steps to join behind where the Queen stood.
"Wh-What were you two, uh.." She tried her best to remove her hand from her jeans without being spotted, but at the look of The Evil Queen's lips parting - she knew that hadn't worked. "...doing back there?"
"I had a splinter.." Red lips forming a pout. "I made Gold here remove it..."
"You knew.." Mr. Gold shot her a scowl before it formed into something that looked like a praising expression. "That she was here?"
"I knew she was coming." The pun was intended. "So I made you get it out...without magic."
He scoffed and Emma wanted to scream. Partly because she had let her own mind get carried away with what hadn't been happening behind those walls. The other half because The Queen actually wanted to get a rise out of her. Did that mean that Regina...
As if the Queen could read her mind.. "Of course..." causing Emma to raise a brow.. but then added. "If you wanted to have some fun with us.." She closed the space between her and Emma, her hand raising to push a strand of blonde hair back behind Emma's ear. "...you should have just asked."
The End.