** This story has sexual content.

Chapter One

The vibrator was hurled through the air in anger and frustration and crashed against the wall of Regina's bedroom. The object started to vibrate as it hit the floor and the brunette stopped it with a magical wave of her fingers. Thank goodness Henry had been spending the weekend with Emma. Regina wanted to take this opportunity to finally "fix" things with her body. This was all the savior's fault.

Regina reluctantly thought about how this happened; when Robin had seduced her in her vault. They had been together twice and yet Regina had not been sexually satisfied. Of course for his pride, she had to fake it. He was trying so hard. The first time had been fairly quick; after all, it had been a long time for him. She had lied and told him it felt really good and as he drifted off to sleep she was too worried about waking him to touch herself. In the morning, she had a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach that while they were soul mates, the sex was disturbingly lacking. In addition to her shame at sleeping with a married man, she had at the same time been grateful that he was married, hoping that it would be reason enough for them not to do it again until, maybe, she had figured things out a bit more. Of course when he had tried to seduce her again in the morning, she felt perhaps she was being too hasty and wanted to give him another chance. Fate said he was her soul mate and that shouldn't be taken lightly.

During that second time, she almost did climax, but… and the thought embarrassed her… it was to sudden thoughts of Emma Swan with a strap-on above her. She had closed her eyes and fantasized about the blonde moving above her and she was so close. Thoughts of the savior were going to make her come, but then he finished again too quickly, denying her release again. The Evil Queen in her had wanted to hit him over the head with a rock, in that moment, as he was panting above her.

They got dressed and she pretended that everything was fine all the while chanting to herself that he was her soul mate, though a small part of her, the young Regina, before she became queen, was resentful that yet again, she was not able to choose who she could spend her life with. Then she got the call about Henry having been hurt by Emma's uncontrollable magic. Her concern for her son, but also for her son's birth mother, had her moving hurriedly to be with both of them. She sympathized with the younger woman because she remembered all the mishaps and frustration dealing with her own magic as she was learning.

Since then, there was the Shattered Sight curse and the preparations for the curse to deal with. Upon learning that Emma was immune, it was one less thing she had to worry about, but she feared for her son and the damage she could do when the Evil Queen was unleashed. She had desperately hoped that Emma Swan had the good sense to stay away from her, Savior or not. Yet, what did the sheriff do? She freed her from her magical cage and in doing so she almost killed the woman's mother. Yes, she liked to think she was winning that fight. Thankfully, everything worked out in the end though.

She lost her soul mate after the curse broke and while she was miserable at losing her chance at a happy ending, she knew it was the right thing to do as she watched him walk away with his family, crossing the town line never to return. Robin had helped renew her hope in finding the author to write her a happier story and she would always be grateful to him for that, but she was also thankful that she wouldn't have to have sex with him anymore.

That was her problem now. Sex, or rather having an orgasm. All her attempts at masturbation were fruitless; she still was denied release and she had always been able to bring herself to climax in the past. Her body was craving more. Oh hell, she wasn't entirely sure what she needed and she was usually very in tune with her body. It was a maddening revelation that even a vibrator wasn't going to do it for her. With Storybrooke at peace, and no problems to focus on, she was getting more embittered by the day.

She tossed onto her side and tried hard to sleep. She had the budget meeting to prepare for, since she was mayor again, and then plans with Kathryn for dinner as her friend was excited to tell her some good news.

She had wondered whether she should cancel, but she didn't want to antagonize one of the few friends she had in town, and thought she could really use a distraction. Heaven help anyone who got in her way.

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"Regina! What the hell was that?!" Emma gave chase down the corridor of City Hall the next evening and barged into the Mayor's office on the heels of the mayor's prissy Prada pumps and slammed the door.

"Get out, Sheriff Swan! I don't have time to deal with you."

"Not until you tell me why you just humiliated me in the budget meeting."

"You didn't come properly prepared!"

"I forgot one measly report. Yes, a mistake on my part but not enough for you to deride me in front of our peers and colleagues. That was totally uncalled for."

Regina slammed the files that were currently in her arms on her desk and spun wildly at the blonde sheriff with a glowing fireball in her hand. "Get out!"

Emma spied the flaming clump with obvious confusion. She was not sure what the hell was happening, but at the moment, she did not appreciate being pushed around. She was going to stand her ground and get to the bottom of this. She opened her hand and a bright white light appeared. "I know magic now too, you know."

Regina's laugh was diabolical, "Not enough to take me on, dear."

"You want to make a bet?" The blonde was bluffing. They both knew she was bluffing. There was no way she could take Regina on in a magical fight, but her earnestness spoke to the older woman and she extinguished her fireball with an exasperated sigh and Emma closed her hand as well.

"Emma," her name sounded pained coming from the brunette, "Please, please… just go."

"Not until you tell me what's going on. We haven't fought like this in a while, Regina. Not even after I brought Marian back. I thought we were friends!"

Regina scoffed and rolled her eyes. She hadn't exactly been feeling friendly towards the savior recently. Truth is that, in this moment, she wanted Emma with a carnal ferocity that she had never known before. Miss I-am-going-to-parade-around-this-conference-room-with-my-jeans-crammed-up-my-ass had been driving her insane with need for the past hour and she was already sopping with her desire. It had been building and building and now she had an intense need to grab the sheriff and fuck her right up against the wall of her office. She ran a shaky hand down the length of her short tight pencil skirt and whimpered. She actually whimpered at the thought of holding Emma against the wall and slipping her hand down the front of Emma's jeans.

The sheriff's eyes stared in half curiosity and half concern and she stepped closer, "Regina, are you okay?"

"No. Don't come any closer." Warning Emma didn't work though because it seemed to only encourage the sheriff to do just the opposite. Her hand was nearly touching Regina's back now.

When she felt Emma's hand gently stroking her back, her orgasm deprived body betrayed her by dampening her panties even more and she groaned at the fierce pull she felt in her abdomen. If she touched Emma back, she would literally attack her and having sex with her son's birth mother would ruin everything. EVERYTHING!

"Emma, please…." Only, that came out a lot needier than intended. Her breathing was labored.

"Okay, what do you want me to do?" Emma was even closer, at her side, one hand on her back and the other rubbing her shoulder in soothing circles and all of a sudden Regina transferred the feel of those movements to other parts of her body, parts that ached for them. A small cry escaped her lips and she damned herself to hell for not having her usual modicum of self-control. "Regina?"

Regina was almost laughing painfully aroused now. She needed this orgasm. She wanted this orgasm. She was desperate. "Touch me," she muttered under her breath.

"What? Yeah, ok." Emma's hands wandered to her arms now. "Where does it hurt?"

Regina straightened and turned from her desk and looked Emma straight in the eyes. This was such a bad idea. The worst idea she had ever had, but she was past the point of caring. Her fingers circled around Emma's wrist and with excruciating slowness, her eyes glued to Emma's that were following her movement, she brought the savior's hand between her legs, under her skirt, past her garter snaps and pressed Emma's fingers against her hot soaked center. Emma's eyes bugged out of her head and flew up to Regina's. Emma's breathing started to hitch when Regina made the blonde rub her folds insistently through her lace, mewling sounds escaping through parted lips.

"Fuck Regina!" The sheriff was breathless. "You are so… wet." Emma's fingers were moving of their own volition now so Regina took her hand away and gripped the edge of the desk as she leaned into Emma's stroking.

"Please…" Regina begged. If Emma were to be the sensible one and pull away, Regina thought she would die of embarrassment as well as sexual frustration.

Emma's mouth opened and her eyes darted from her moving hand under the mayor's skirt to Regina's face, awash with unmasked desire. When she fingered Regina's clit through the fabric, the sexiest sound Emma had ever heard escaped the brunette's lips. Fuck! Emma's mind repeated the word over and over again.

Somewhere in the back of her mind, the savior knew that this was not the best idea; that whatever was happening in this moment wasgoing to blow up in their faces, but fuck it, she wanted this. She wanted this more than she wanted anything. The only thing she said was, "This can't hurt Henry."

Regina sobered at that and Emma cursed herself for a moment, thinking she had put a damper on the mood, but the older woman was so far past arousal that she said, "No, of course not," before falling under the delicious spell Emma's fingers were casting. Fuck yes, Emma thought as she slipped her fingers into the waistband of the mayor's lace panties and brushed her fingertips into slick liquid heat. The younger woman bit down on her bottom lip to keep from crying out because the mayor felt so good. She circled Regina's engorged clit with juices collected from her opening. She did this a few times and groaned into the brunette's ear as she took her earlobe into her mouth. Emma would rather get down on her knees to suck and lick the mayor's throbbing sex but she was still unclear what Regina was asking for in this instance. She had only asked the blonde to touch her. The sheriff wasn't even sure whether she had permission to kiss the mayor; the moment was so perplexing, but so hot, Emma had to have something in her mouth.

The sheriff was sucking on her earlobe, tonguing her ear and her breath was arduously hot while her fingers were gliding and pinching at Regina's swollen sex, causing guttural moans to fall from the mayor's lips. Regina thought the probing was glorious. Her fingers flexed on Emma's shoulders as she moaned and bit her lower lip. The blonde's fingers were skillfully tracing her, learning her, discovering what movements made her breathier and what made her hips jerk. The older woman could tell that Emma would be a masterful lover and that thought had her grunting for more. "Emma, your fingers… fuck me."

Thank God! Emma was ecstatic to hear the plea and wasted no time slipping a finger into her hot opening and slowly drawing it in and out.

"Yeees…" Regina panted grabbing at the leather of Emma's jacket. It felt so good. This is what Regina wanted. She felt the build of the orgasm that had been eluding her for some time.

"God Regina, you are so fucking hot," Emma breathed in her ear. The woman was driving her crazy with need, but the blonde knew that this was not about her. This was about Regina. It was selfish and fucked up, but Emma had a hunch that it would be when she stuck her hand down the mayor's lace panties. Neither one of them made a move to even get undressed. This wasn't sex; it was just release. The savior was being used as a human sex toy.

"More, Emma… give me more… please." Emma swore and inserted another finger and pumped into Regina's tightness enthusiastically, her hands becoming wetter with each thrust. She thumbed the woman's twitching clit and the brunette launched off the edge of the desk grabbing Emma around the neck, but did not move their lips closer so Emma groaned and sucked her earlobe again, while naughtily whispering how hot the mayor was and how her softness felt in great detail. Regina's hips were moving against her hand now urgently.

"Emma it feels so good. You are so good. Yes…." The praise spurred Emma on and when she added a third finger, she felt the mayor thread her hands in her blonde locks, and for a moment Emma thought she was going to get the kiss she wanted. Whether the older woman thought better of it or not, Emma's face was pressed instead into the older woman's neck so the sheriff latched on to the skin just below the brunette's ear and began sucking heartily.

"Oh my God, Emma…I am so close. I need, I need…." Fuck this! Emma knew what she needed. As her fingers jackhammered fast and hard into Regina and her thumb continued brushing against the older woman's throbbing clit, Emma used her other hand to grab the mayor by the back of her hair roughly, and thrust her tongue into the brunette's mouth in timing with her fingers.

Regina came, screaming into the blonde's mouth, clutching at her, hips bucking, and kissing Emma back fervently.

Emma's thumb had stopped its assault but her fingers were inside Regina until the clenching stopped and the trembling stilled, however she still kept her hand in the mayor's panties, slowly and lightly moving against the woman's outer lips while she continued kissing her sweetly. It only lasted a few more minutes until she felt Regina's fingers wrap around her wrist again, pulling her away from the mayor's heat. The sheriff wanted to cry at the loss.

Regina didn't look at her as she reached over and grabbed a tissue to wipe her arousal. Then she adjusted her underwear and smoothed her skirt down.

Emma didn't care if Regina could kick her ass in a magic fight, if the woman so much as apologized, she was going to hit her with a white fireball.

When Regina brought her eyes up, Emma was at least relieved to not see regret, or apology. There was shock and a little embarrassment, but she supposed those emotions would be understandable.

The mayor opened her mouth to say something and her mobile phone rang on the desk. She reached over and looked at the caller ID, sighed and then her eyes gazed at Emma with an unreadable expression. She then activated the phone, leaving Emma to listen to the beginning of a one-sided conversation.

"Kathryn… yes, sorry, I got caught up in something here at the office…" Emma rolled her eyes. I think I'm the one who got caught up in something. She moved to grab the files she had brought in from the meeting with her. Everyone else had gone home since the meeting had run longer than expected. It was a relief to know that no one had witnessed this… what? What was this? She turned back to Regina, the woman was talking on her phone with her hand massaging the back of her neck and God help the blonde sheriff, but she wanted to distract the older woman from her phone call by sticking her hands between her folds again. "No, no I didn't forget… I'm sorry I'm late… I can meet you at the restaurant…"

Right, that was Emma's cue. As the mayor had her back turned, the sheriff slipped out of the office.

She waited until she got to her bug to do what she had been wanting to for minutes. She brought her hand to her nose and inhaled Regina's scent deeply. Holy hell she loved it and she wanted more. Then she took two fingers into her mouth and pulled them out slowly with a groan, relishing the woman's flavor and she swore loudly. She shouldn't have done that. She shouldn't have been curious because now that she knew the feeling of the mayor's warm velvety softness, the scent and the taste, it was going to be a long sleepless night.