Author's note: Hey! This is my first Swan Queen fanfic as well as my first Once Upon a Time fic. This idea literally just sparked in my head and I had to write about it, so here it is! I'd like to know what you all think and if you would want me to continue, so some reviews would be lovely, it's a really good motivator! :)

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Escort Services: Prologue.

Emma grinned lovingly at her rambling mother in front of her. Mary Margaret was attempting to suss her daughter's future plans for a family and the blond was merely listening to her yet actually engaging in the rather insignificant conversation. She did have a plan to have more kids in the future but that wasn't on her top priorities at the moment in her life or this evening.

The curse had indeed been broken; in fact of course she broke it. How she did it though will always have her mind in a haze and what would come out of such an action stumped her the most but she could never have asked for anything more. Everyone had decided to stay in Storybrooke, Granny couldn't bear to leave her beloved diner, Ruby... well Red couldn't fathom wearing anything other than her very inappropriate clothes for work. Prince Charming didn't feel like fighting anymore ogres, trolls and any other beasts in the Enchanted Forest, his wife Snow had been house hunting and had opted for a larger house due to her own sudden announcement that she and Charming were going to have another child. Emma instantly downed a double shot of vodka at the news. Henry's wild imagination screamed to him to go live there, however, he wasn't ready to leave Storybrooke and become accustomed to medieval antics. Emma was having none of it; she wasn't going to leave her beloved red leather jacket or the notion of hot cocoas with cinnamon. That was an instant no. Regina though was battling her desires and urges, she for so long had wanted to return to Fairy Tale Land, specifically to her castle because it was where she could seek solace, however, that changed the moment she made that one phone call 2 years ago.

Emma's eyes wondered from her mother's to the brunette's across the room on the other side. A beaming smile broke out as she observed the laughing woman. Her white gown was absolutely stunning but what was even more stunning and far more beautiful was the person wearing it. As if on cue the brunette turned her head slightly to face her, momentarily halting her conversation with Grumpy...well Dreamy now.

They held the loving stare for a few moments and the brunette grinned happily at the blond. The woman she called her fiancée only an hour ago was now her wife. She watched closely as Emma politely excused herself from her mother and began walking over to her. Regina followed suit in regretfully excusing herself from the rather pleasant conversation she was having with the dwarf.

"How is my beautiful wife?" Emma smiled adoringly while wrapping her arms securely around the slender waist. Regina slung her arms around her neck.

"I'm very happy and very good, especially now that I'm with you." The Mayor purred before gently pressing her lips onto the blonds'.

"Oh, look at the former Queen going all soppy on me." Emma snickered playfully. Regina feigned shock at the comment before she gently poked her in the stomach. The blond could only laugh at her wife.

"I'm sorry honey, I couldn't help myself." She pouted cheekily. Regina rolled her eyes jokingly at her wife's juvenile behaviour, she quirked an eyebrow.

"Just like you couldn't help undressing me with your eyes earlier while you were speaking with your mother. And yes, I did notice." She smirked. Emma failed to suppress a laugh at being caught in the act.

"What are you going to do Hand cuff me?" She whispered seductively while being watchful of her male guests who were ogling them as they walked past.

Regina shrugged, "Well now that you mention it, it is your turn, dear." She grinned mischievously. Emma's eyes dilated in disbelief.

"What? No, it's not." She squeaked. Regina laughed at her lover's reaction. It surprised her that the woman she fell in love with also happened to be quite if not very dominant and loved to be on top, however, the former Evil Queen was having none of it. She nodded suggestively to her lover.

"Yeah, it is my gorgeous wife." Regina stroked her face lovingly. Emma pouted before her lips curled slightly at the thought of how mind-blowing their love making would be tonight. Although she had denied herself to being submissive her whole life due to personal reasons she was definitely willing to fulfil that role for her soul mate.

"As you wish, your majesty." She replied warmly before gently tugging Regina's hand from her face and kissing each and every one of her knuckles. She bloomed at the intimate gesture and stared lovingly into the emerald eyes before her.

"I love you, Emma." She stated her voice laced with sincerity. Emma had heard those words over a hundred times already but every time it was uttered from the brunette's lips her heart would lurch and this time was definitely no exception.

"I love you too, Regina. I always will." She responded lovingly. Both women smiled and the blond brought their lips together in a tight lip lock. It was a soft and sweet kiss, the power and strength of their love for each other heavily evident in the sensations that ran through their bodies at the contact.

A clear of the throat from behind Emma forced them to reluctantly retract their lips. The pair faced the direction on the noise and was slightly taken aback by the eager group of women looking at them hopefully. There was Ruby, Granny, Ashley, Mary Margaret, Mother superior, Astrid, Kathryn, Belle and a few of the other nuns.

"Hello ladies, what can we do for you?" Regina asked curiously while approaching from behind Emma and snaking an arm around her waist from behind.

Ruby grinned and clasped her hands together. "Well we all want to know something but let's go to a more...enclosed room, shall we?" She smiled cheekily while gesturing to the other 100 or so guests around the reception room. Emma and Regina quickly glanced at each other.

"Uh, sure." Emma shrugged. The women broke out smiling before heading off in the direction of another room. Regina removed her hand from Emma's waist and grasped her hand while they followed curiously. She leaned into her ear and whispered quietly.

"Do you know what they want to know?" She asked inquisitively while they slid through the dining room and heading closer to the exit.

"No idea. You don't think it's the future baby talk again do you? I already had the damn talk with my mother today on our wedding day." Emma reminisced tiredly.

Regina groaned, "I hope not. I mean I want Henry to have a little brother or sister soon but not now. And it's something for us to discuss no one else." She squeezed Emma's hand reassuringly and gave a weak smile.

Emma nodded, "Yeah I also want that because I don't want Henry to be an only child. It sucks big time, you're always alone." She mumbled the last bit quietly. Regina ran her eyes over her wife's sleek wedding gown before laying her eyes on her face.

"You're not alone anymore. You have your mother and father, plenty of friends who love you, our son and me...you'll always have me." She leaned into Emma and kissed her cheek. The blond felt a smile tug at her lips at the heartfelt admission.

"I will also be right there for you, always by your side." She confessed in return and took a quick glance at her wife who looked on at her adoringly. Emma squeezed her hand before they waltzed into the comfy lounge room before them. Their reception was being held in a very expensive hotel and so they expected this room to be very fancy...and it was.

The seating was arranged in a square form. Regina and Emma took a seat yet being very mindful of their wedding dresses while the rest of the other ladies took a seat on the leather couches in front of the newly wedded couple. There were people sitting in front and on either side of the couple. Ruby spoke up.

"Ok so, all of us girls only just realised this not too long ago and we really want to know..." She trailed excitingly while quickly glancing around at the other women who were nodding eagerly with grins plastered on their faces.

"Know what?" Emma quirked an eyebrow, a perplexed expression covering her face.

"How you two met!" Snow exclaimed excitingly eliciting giggles and joyful murmurs from the other women surrounding them.

Emma's mouth was agape and Regina's eyes widened at the unexpected question. It had just occurred to the couple that no one had asked how they met. I mean sure they knew Emma was in town a few times for specific and confidential reasons but they never knew for what or with whom. Emma faced her wife who was looking right back at her, with no idea on what to do.

"Should we lie?" Emma whispered but unfortunately Snow heard.

"Oh no, Emma you will not lie to us! You will tell us the truth. We do not care how embarrassing it is or what not." She requested sternly with a slight plead in her tone.

"...or horrifying." She muttered under her breath. Regina frowned unimpressed at her wife. It was funny that although they had been together for the last two years they still continued to bicker as they use to.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Do you want to tell them exactly how we met?" She remarked slightly annoyed by her wife's behaviour, though it wasn't new to her.

"Yeah, come on Regina tell us!" Kathryn begged urgently with the other women following suit.

Regina smirked mischievously, "Oh no ladies, Emma will tell you how we met."

Emma snapped her neck to look at the brunette incredulously, "No, you tell them." She fired back.

Regina leaned in closer to her ear, "If you want some hot passionate sex tonight then you'll do exactly as I say, Emma." She purred seductively in her ear and felt the blond shiver slightly. Emma couldn't deny that she got turned on by Regina's dominant side. She instantly complied.

"Who's ready to hear how I met my stunning wife?" Emma chirped. Regina leaned back with a victorious smirk on her face as the women's hands in front of her shot up instantly at Emma's question. The blond gulped while they all began to quiet down.

"It all started one day two years ago..."

...

2 years ago.

Regina bit her lip anxiously while she paced up and down her lounge room. She was presently quite heavily conflicted on what she action she should take. The first mayoral celebration was in two days and she still didn't have a date. Normally for the few passing years she would take Graham but to her dismay he started seeing another woman, ending their usual tradition. She herself didn't care about Sheriff Graham, she just used him at her own pleasure.

She also knew that she couldn't go alone, it was frowned upon by the other Mayors. These celebrations weren't the usual dine and wine, they were more like a subtle competition of who could host the best party. Last year the Mayor of Sanford won, she invited everyone to the hottest Boston night club and they were considered as VIP's. Endless drinks, an electric dance floor, a DJ, lots of gorgeous men and women floating around, what more could you ask for. Regina despised her deeply and often wondered whether she was actually a Politician or a hooker off the streets.

There were only six of the Mayors around Maine who participated in this discreet competition. Whether a Mayor could participate or not was judged on their wealth. If they had the money that met all the other Politicians expectations then they could join in the comp, if not bon voyage. Six Mayors meant six celebrations across a six week period, a festivity once every week. Regina had a feeling this year was going to be particularly challenging but to her advantage she had some helpful cards up her sleeve.

"Oh, for god sakes." She grumbled her voice laced with irritancy.

The brunette instantly made a b-line for her purse that resided on the leather sofa and immediately began rummaging through it. She halted momentarily and stared at her business card placed in one of the card slots in her wallet. She carefully removed the card only to find a vibrant pink and black card behind it. In the bi-line it read, America's Finest Exotic Services. Her breath hitched slightly, she couldn't believe that she was actually going through with this.

The Mayor reached for her phone in the side pocket of her grey business dress and dialled the number. She unconsciously wiped her dress down with her free hand oddly finding herself unnerved by her choice of action, however, she had no other choice and wasn't dare going to be made a fool of.

...

The savvy golden-haired woman clicked her Bluetooth piece off in her ear and began studying herself in her pocket mirror. The faint creases in her forehead and copious amounts of make-up caked on her face made her realise just how old she was. She frowned worriedly and snapped closed her mirror before darting her eyes over to one of her employees flicking through a magazine.

"Darling, do you think 38 is middle aged?" She questioned the preoccupied blond while twirling a pen in her hand. She looked up and smirked.

"Nope, not at all, Meagan." The woman replied and managed to suppress a laugh at her boss's question.

Meagan threw her pen down frustratingly onto her desk at the answer. "It's not!" She exclaimed with her hands flailing around to emphasise her point.

"Who are you trying to convince? Me or yourself?" She sneered before immediately ducking at the pen that was thrown in her direction. She raised the magazine to shield her face.

Meagan pointed at her friend warningly with a playful smile, "Emma, you better watch it or i'll-" her sentence was cut short by her phone ringing. She glanced up at the amused blond and eyed her dangerously.

"Saved by the phone." She muttered while keeping her eyes locked on the uncontrollable blond laughing on her office couch. She moved a finger to her lips to signal the blond to be quiet.

Emma bit down on her lip and proceeded to once again flick through the magazine. Meagan straightened herself up and pressed a button on the ear piece.

"Your pleasure is our passion. How may I help you?" She asked politely into the line.

Regina cleared her throat, "Hello, I require one of your ladies, please."

Meagan nodded positively, "Absolutely, I'll find one for you, no problem. I will just need a name, mam." She readied herself at the computer.

The Mayor swallowed unsure about whether she was really going to go through with this facade. "Regina Mills."

Meagan typed the name into the computer and nearly chuckled at what she had discovered. She quickly recomposed herself. "Ah, Mayor Mills I'm very glad that you will be experiencing America's finest services in the industry." She raised an eyebrow suggestively while writing down the Mayor's details on a new blank card.

Regina rolled her eyes, uncomfortable by the response and the fact that the other woman on the line knew who she was. "I'm very happy for you as well but I would also appreciate if this could remain confidential." She spoke sternly.

Meagan made an affirmative sound, "Of course Madame Mayor I take my business very seriously and make sure that every service offered out to the people of America remain discreet." She gave the finger to Emma who protested against her boss's admission.

Regina nodded, "Good, then we are on the same page."

"Yes we are, Madame Mayor. Are you in need of our prostitutes or our escorts." She asked kindly despite the other woman's austere behaviour.

"Your escorts." Regina replied quickly.

"Ok, Madame Mayor when would you require one of my ladies services?" She opened up her log diary.

"For six times over a six week period. I would also like to meet her tomorrow morning sharp so that I can debrief her on what she needs to do." Regina responded sharply, the authority evident in her abrasive tone.

"Yes that's fine and I will have one of my girls sent to your door tomorrow morning. Ok?" She confirmed while noting down the date and times.

"Ok, thank you." The brunette cleared her throat again with a slight frown etched across her forehead.

"You're welcome, mam. Have a good day." Meagan finished before hitting the button on her ear piece.

She scribbled down the essential details of the Mayor on a card and slapped it on the front part of her desk.

"Emma, sweetie, you have a new customer to visit tomorrow, a bitchy Mayor might I add ." Meagan snickered as the blond incredulously shot up from the couch at the announcement from her boss.

"Oh, come on. Can't you get Denise or someone else to do it? I don't feel like pretending to date another tight-arse Politician." Emma grumbled while lazily moving off the couch and over to Meagan's desk to examine the card with the details regarding her new client.

"No, this is payback for subtly calling me middle-aged. Besides maybe out of the 200 plus people you've pretended to date maybe she will be your true love" She mocked playfully as she flicked back her bouncy blond curls.

Emma crinkled her face in disgust, "Yeah, right. Because I would definitely want to spend the rest of my life with a stuck-up Mayor. Are you high or something?" She squeaked while eyeing up her boss.

Meagan shook her head, "No...Not yet." She winked. Emma rolled her eyes before widening them instantly.

"Oh my god she lives in Storybrooke that's far from here." The younger woman groaned at the thought of having to stay in Storybrooke for six weeks. Driving back and forth from Boston to Storybrooke was bound to wear her out.

"Yes, which means you have to find a place to stay. My aunt lives there, she goes by the name of Granny. I'll call her up and book you in. So go pack your suitcase, sweet pea." She grinned at the rather grim looking blond.

Emma glanced up at her and pouted, "I hate you." She mumbled. Meagan erupted in laughter at the confession.

"Oh, dear you were bound to hate me at some point." She waved a hand dismissively while collecting and squaring up the countless files on her desk.

Emma snorted agreeably before spinning on her heel and walking out of Meagan's office with her eyes firmly attached to the card. She was curious about this Mayor she was going to provide her services to.

"She has a son, great." She scoffed to herself. Emma mindlessly continued to make her way out of the 15 story building. She hopped into the empty elevator and sighed tiredly. She once again glanced at the card and read the name out loud.

"Regina Mills...oh boy these are going to be a very interesting few weeks..."