AN: These will be a series of drabble little things for Swan Queen Week (winter) 2016! The theme this year is the Seven Deadly Sins! Should be funny enough to try! :) Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I sadly own nothing because if I did this would be happening in the show! Yep. But alas! At least there is fanfiction!

Day 1: Lust

Warm kiss swollen lips crash feverishly against plump red coated lips as hands frantically roam and tug at unnecessary clothing that blocks the perfect olive toned body from her ever wanting fingers. Grunting out a breath against Regina's mouth, Emma twists her leg back awkwardly to kick the door of the loft closed behind them with her foot without losing contact with the woman she is so desperate for.

She has her priorities in order and currently Regina Mills was number one on that list. Anything that doesn't equal her is not important and that includes re-locking the damned door.

Regina breaks the kiss when the need to breathe becomes too much for her to fight off any longer. Her lungs scream in angry protest until she drags in a deep ragged breath once she finally manages to pry her lips away from her eager girlfriend's. Stroking her hand along the smooth skin at the back Emma's neck, she toys with the silky blonde locks that tickle the tips of her fingers, needing to keep her close as much as she needs to breathe right now. Regina flushes with want as the blonde's lips move along her jaw, continuing their way way down her neck with warm supple kisses. A strangled laugh of a noise is all she can manage as teeth and tongue find her pulse point.

"I ha-ave to get Henry i- ahhh Emma -n forty minutes." A shudder quakes down her spine and clear down to her toes. At the rate everything is progressing and how Emma knows every button she likes pushed things will be more than finished in the small window of time they have between working and juggling everyday life. Moments like these where they have a minute to be the frivolous, love sick, needy, women they want to be are the glue that holds their relationship together so when opportunity knocks they welcome it with both arms wide open.

The feel of Emma's hands working their way under her shirt makes her wish they had longer than the time they have. Maybe she could be late collecting Henry from school. Car trouble. An impromptu meeting? She could think of something but all of her brain cells are buzzing with the one thing the blonde in front of her can give and they refuse to be deviated from their goal.

"Guess we'll have to make this quick then won't we Madame Mayor?" Smirking broadly, Emma grazes the tips of her fingers along the smooth plains of her girlfriend's sides until they take purchase on her hips with a loving squeeze. Using her new holding place to guide Regina backwards until their bodies bump into the kitchen table. A soft yelp of surprise from the brunette has her smirk growing all the more.

Glancing incredulously back at the table that presses into her backside then right back to find emerald eyes that shine with challenge. Regina rolls her eyes at the woman who is clearly enjoying herself a little too much now. "Are you serious? On the table?! Emma!"

Emma can't help but laugh a hard husky sounding laugh at the edge of hysteria that creeps into Regina's tone when she comes to the conclusion that they have reached their final destination. Shrugging her shoulders absently she makes quick work of unbuttoning the smart blouse in front of her while her own shirt is lifted up over her head, leaving them both bare to the waist but for their bras that give way to tantalizing views of their heaving chests.

"Why not? Saves time climbing up the stairs both ways and it gets me right where I want to be." Wiggling her eyebrows teasingly for show, Emma snorts at the swat that she gains her counterpart, though the dark hungry look that ripples through those dark chocolate eyes that hold her own tells her how little that hit was meant. Leaning in she peppers kisses against Regina's cheeks, her forehead, her nose, before finally coming to rest against her lips with chaste kiss.

"Besides I thought you would just love to ruin Mary Margaret's kitchen table. What better revenge for having to sit through last night's awkward family dinner than having her daughter screwing you on top of it the next day? Then the next time we have to suffer through another dinner you can look at it and snicker to your hearts content! Everyone wins!" Chuckling softly between kisses, her hands seek out the zipper of the brunette's skirt without hesitation, her mind already made up that this is going to happen and going to happen right here and now.

Wasting no more of their precious time than is necessary, Emma skips the teasing and goes right into unzipping the garment, pushing it gently down the smooth skin she wants nothing more than to be face to face with right now. A nearly silent groan bubbles in her throat with her growing want, the warmth of Regina's skin beneath her kneading fingers making it hard to concentrate on their conversation. "You wear too many clothes. You should really just start wearing pull away track pants. Save time."

A raspy chuckle dances around them with Regina's amusement towards the suggestion she will never actually take into consideration. Once the offensive skirt has been pushed down her slender legs she cups Emma's face between her hands, warmth and want shining in the depths of her eyes. "Shut up and kiss me you idiot."

"Yes ma'am!" Slipping her arms around Regina's waist she gives her quick possessive tug forward so that their chests press against one another. Each inhale and exhale has their lacy undergarments grating together with a maddening sensation. Without warning Emma lifts Regina up from the floor, forcing her to wrap her legs around her waist as she walks them forward a step or two until her thighs bounce against the edge of the table. Capturing her favorite mayor's lips in a kiss that deepens as soon as it's begun with the promise of everything that is to come.

The cool surface of the wooden table elicits a hiss from Regina the second her bottom comes into contact with it. Her legs automatically tighten around Emma's bare waist out of sheer reflex to the chill. Any thought of complaint is lost as nimble fingers find their way to the clasp of her bra while a persistent tongue begs entrance into her mouth.

Breaking the kiss with a rough jerk of her head, Emma forces herself to move back ever so slightly. She doesn't want to lose the contact between their bodies but she is determined to get her girlfriend out of her bra if it's the last thing she does. The sight of Regina's perfectly aroused nipples brings her head in like a moth to a flame. Languidly drawing her tongue over the perfectly erect little nub before sucking it into her mouth with slurp that is drowned out by a moan from above her head.

Setting a heated rhythm that dances between suckling and groping, Emma is well on her way with her free hand inching down Regina's taunt stomach, toying with the edge of her lacy underwear when the sound of heavy footfalls on the stairs outside alert her to the horrific realization that someone is coming home early.

Giggly squeals and shrieks sound outside mixed with the sound of David's hard hearty laughter and what could possibly be kissing if Emma listened hard enough through the pounding of her pulse in her ears.

With a slick pop she releases Regina's nipple as if it suddenly burned her mouth. "Shit!" Panicked eyes mirror her own as she looks wide eyed at her girlfriend who hastily hops down from the table. Swiping up their clothes from the floor, Emma frantically shoves Regina further into the apartment towards the open bathroom.

"I THOUGHT YOU SAID THEY WOULDN'T BE HOME!" Anger mixes with hysteria as Regina all but trips over her own feet in her rush to get into the bathroom she's never actually seen before. Clutching her clothes to her chest like they will shield her from the humiliation that could potentially take place in the next few moments.

"I thought they weren't! Shhhh! They're going to hear-" Emma breaks off her response mid hiss as the door to the apartment bangs open and slams shut just as quickly. A frown begins to bloom across her brows at the fevered kisses and moans she can hear just outside the door. When she realizes just what her parents are up to coming home in the middle of the day like this her mouth falls open in comical shock.

"I guess you weren't the only Charming who had this idea. It's disturbing how alike you are with your father, dear." Regina breaths out her words so that the madly making out couple just beyond the door doesn't hear her.

Slipping her arms into the straps of her bra, Regina watches the horror wash over Emma's face with a mix of amusement and sympathy. "I'm sorry your parents ruined your plan. At least they didn't catch us? We can wait them out. I highly doubt your father can last all that long. It's fine Emma, we'll just sit in here and wait."

A strangled noise is all Emma can make as she backs away from the door until she has backed herself right into Regina's chest. Grateful that the brunette hasn't started teasing her too terribly yet though she doesn't doubt this moment will be used against her in the not-so-distant future. Leaning her head to the side to rest against her girls, she seeks out the comfort she needs more than a grown woman should at a moment like this. "I can't believe-"

"Go get in bed and I'll get the stuff!"

Panic surges anew in both emerald and mahogany eyes.

Regina hisses low into the ear beside her cheek, "What stu-"

The bathroom door pushes in towards them and a very boxer clad David steps into the room, the broad smile on his face fading in the flash of a heartbeat at the sight that he is greeted with. Wide blue eyes lock onto even wider green eyes before the room erupts into frantic yelps from both parties.

"DAD! GET OUT! OH MY GOD! THIS CANNOT BE HAPPENING! I'M NOT A TEENAGER FOR CHRIST'S SAKE!" Flinging her arms back towards Regina who cowered behind her the second that the doorknob clicked. Emma isn't sure how effective her arms will be in covering the fact that Regina is still just in her underwear that leaves nothing to the imagination but she has to do something!

"Oh. My. God. Emma! I am-" Recoiling away from the duo in the bathroom, David clasps his hand over his eyes though the action does little to remove the possibly permanent image of Regina's red undergarments and Emma in only her jeans and equally lacy black bra. "I didn't know you were home! I thought you were at the station! I'm sorry- I'll just-"

"David, what's- OH MY GOD!"

Between David's recoiling and Emma's mortification neither of their reactions hold a candle to the abject horror that clouds Mary Margaret's once elated expression. None of the people in the little restroom need to be mind readers to see the big fat 'it's porn!' that is bouncing around in her head as she tries to look anywhere but her daughter and her daughter's girlfriend.

Dropping her head forward so that her blonde locks create a curtain around her face, Emma let's out a pathetic whimpered cry that verges on being a terribly timed laugh. "This is the last time I give into lust! No more sexting during the day Regina! Look what it leads to!"

Clearing her throat from behind Emma, gentle hands rubs at the pale sink in front of her with soothing swipes along her spine, Regina can't help but smirk. A glint of sardonic humor reflecting in her dark eyes as they watch David and Mary Margaret flounder with where they should be looking. "So now would probably not be the right time to let them know what we were doing on the dining room table just before they came bounding in then would it darling?"

Emma's barked out laugh wavers with further mortification when Mary's 'Oh Emma! You didn't!' reaches her ears. She should have just stayed at work and never touched her phone. Lesson. Learned.