(It's no secret that I love Regina Mills. And it's no secret that I love the DragonQueen ship. This fic has been lingering in my mind for a while, so here it is! If you don't like same sex love, maybe this fic isn't for you, but otherwise, I would love to hear your thoughts!)

All She Wanted

Whiskey and Flames:

Regina really needed a drink. No, she craved a drink. Between splitting herself, battling Mr. Hyde, sending the Evil Queen to her happy ending and helping in the fight against The Black Fairy, there hadn't been a lot of time to sit down and relax with a drink. But now, it seemed like things were finally back to normal. Well, as normal as things could be in Storybrook that is. But it had been 6 weeks since Emma and Killian's wedding, and no new villain had made their appearance, so maybe, just maybe, things would settle down.

That was what Regina was hoping as she took a seat in The Rabbit Hole and ordered a glass of whiskey. Drinking alone, and on a normal weekday wasn't really something the Mayor did normally, but she had been cooped up in her office all day, and with everything that had happened, she thought she damn well deserved a drink.

She took a sip and the alcohol burned her throat. The truth was that she couldn't stand being in her house these days. It was awfully lonely when Henry was with Emma and Killian or his grandparents. She tried her very best to pass the time, she more or less buried herself in her work, read an endless amount of books and spend time with The Charming's or Emma and Killian- when she was able to drag them away from their blissful marriage- but somehow it wasn't enough. Even though she tried her very best to stay positive, that old nagging feeling of loneliness made it's way into her head at night when she was chasing sleep in her bed.

She took another sip of her whiskey, and a memory flashed before her eyes. Blue eyes looking at her and a dimpled smile as he held out a glass of whiskey towards her in Zelena's farmhouse oh so long ago.

"Not this again," she muttered to herself. She was so tired of seeing the same memories time after time. She was tired of returning home to a big empty house. She was tired of thinking about Robin and the all the things they would never get the chance to do. So fucking tired.

She had tried so many times to convince herself to be grateful that The Evil- no, the Queen and the Wish Realm Robin got their happy ending, and sometimes she believed it. Other times, not so much. This was definitely one of those nights.

Having absolutely no desire to return home after she finished her first drink, she ordered another. Henry was with his grandparents until tomorrow afternoon, so there was absolutely no reason why she shouldn't get drunk. Hell, it had been forever since she had allowed herself to get completely wasted, so why not tonight?

,,Thanks," she said when the bartender presented her with another glass of whiskey. She eagerly reached for the drink and took a swig. Perfect. A couple more of those and she would be completely gone. That of course if Snow White or her Charming prince didn't spot her from across the street and decided to "rescue" her from getting drunk.

,,Drinking alone dear?" a voice said above her and Regina's first thought was that Snow White or miss Swa- no, mrs. Jones had found her already. Unbelievable. Well, if they wanted her to leave the Rabbit Hole, they would have to drag her out. She just wanted a drink dammit.

Regina already had a snarky comeback ready on the tip of her tongue, but when she looked up, it wasn't Snow White or Emma, ready to swoop in and save her.

,,Hello Maleficent." Said Regina and looked at the sorceress over her whiskey glass. She was dressed in her usual "suit and tie" attire, but this time she wasn't wearing her hat. Her long golden hair had been released from her usual bun and was flowing freely, framing her face.

,,Drinking for pleasure or drinking because of trouble?"

,,Just drinking." Regina replied dryly.

,,Ah. Just drinking. Would you prefer to be alone?"

,,Be my guest. But I'm probably not the best company."

,,Oh that's alright, I am the epitome of bad company after all," Maleficent sat down next to Regina and ordered her own drink.

They sat in silence and enjoyed their drink for a while (Regina quickly finished her second glass of Whiskey and ordered a third one) the bartender didn't even bat an eye when he gave her the drink, but Regina knew Maleficent was silently watching her.

,,What?" she challenged when she caught the dragon staring.

,,Nothing dear. But that's a lot of whiskey for "just drinking". Are you sure you're not drinking because of trouble?"

,,Of course I'm not."

,,Right."

It was obvious that Maleficent didn't believe her, and Regina felt a sudden need to justify her actions to the dragon:

,,Why should I? Storybrook is finally quiet, and we're close to beating the record in being villain free, so where exactly do you see the troubles Maleficent?"

,,I wasn't talking about Storybrook dear."

,,I'm allowed to have a drink, aren't I? My soulmate's dead," she blurted out and realized almost immediately what she had said. Damn whiskey.

,,Yes I know. I'm sorry, but that's not helping a lot is it?" said Maleficent and turned to face Regina.

,,No it isn't, and I really don't feel like Rob- him."

,,What do you wanna talk about then?"

,,Why are you drinking?"

,,To keep you company?"

,,That's a lie Mal, and you know it."

,,Well if you must know, I'm drinking because of Lily."

,,Lily?" Regina echoed, slightly surprised. ,,What has she done to make you turn to alcohol?"

Mal scoffed. ,,We had an argument about something. I don't even remember what about, but she got angry and said she needed "a break from all of it"."

,,Meaning what exactly?"

,,She's left Storybrook."

,,What? Are you serious?" said Regina and took another swig of her drink.

,,Afraid so."

,,But she's coming back though right?"

,,I don't know," said Maleficent, and Regina was sure she saw her lower lip quiver.

,,I'm sorry Mal." Said Regina and put her hand lightly over Maleficents.

,,Thank you," she said and gave Regina's hand a light squeeze.

,,Life is a mess isn't it?" said Regina and reached for her drink.

,,I'll drink to that." Said Mal and clinked her glass with Regina's.

A few hours (and several drinks) later, the two once so regal and haughtily women were reduced to a laughing "why-is-everything-funny" drunken mess.

,,So you are telling me that you turned Snow White into a mermaid in an attempt to catch her?!"

,,Technically, I tricked Ariel into turning her into a mermaid, but yeah, more or less."

Maleficent snorted. ,,I'm sorry my dear, but that's the most p-preposterous plan I've ever heard."

Regina gave Maleficent's arm a playful smack. ,,Hey, it was a great idea!"

,,No it wasn't."

,,No. No it wasn't, but it seemed like a great idea.. at the time."

Maleficent bursted out laughing and Regina soon joined in the laughter.

It felt so good to just laugh. She was pleasantly drunk. Not "I have no idea what the hell is going on" drunk, no, she hadn't been drunk like that in years, she was still in control over her actions, she knew where she was, her mind was just a bit fuzzy that was all.

Maleficent was in the middle of telling a ridiculously fun story about one of the times she was targeting king Stefan when the bartender quietly cleared his throat:

,,I'm terrible sorry ladies, but we're about to close up for the evening so…"

,,In that case," said Regina and rose from her seat slightly dizzy, ,,I'll be on my way."

,,What a shame. We were having such fun remising about the past," said Maleficent and tried to get on her feet, only to stumble and grab Regina's arm to steady herself.

,,Very graceful Mal." Regina chuckled as she watched her old friend trying to stand on her own.

,,I try my very best," said Maleficent with a slight slur.

Regina rolled her eyes and threw some money for their drinks on the counter (she had absolutely no idea how much money she had given the bartender, but whatever) and then the two women stumbled out of the Rabbit Hole and out on the streets of Storybrooke.

The hilarity continued while they walked (or stumbled) together. Regina found everything incredible amusing, and they joked about everything. Including Snow and Charming, Emma's recent marriage to Killian, The Black Fairy. Hell, Maleficent even managed to throw a joke about Leopold into their conversation, and Regina doesn't mind one bit for once. She just throws her head back and laughs and laughs like it's the funniest thing she ever heard.

After a while they are both completely winded from laughing, and as they walk together, Regina realizes something:

,,You are going the wrong way."

,,Pardon?" said Maleficent who was clearly focusing on not walking into a tree.

,,You are going the wrong way. Your house is that way." Regina points out and gestures with her hands behind her back to indicate that Maleficent is walking in the opposite direction of her home.

,,I know. I'm walking you home." Maleficent shrugs.

,,Why?"

,,You're drunk." Said Maleficent, like that was explanation enough.

,,Uh, so are you," said Regina indignantly.

Maleficent doesn't respond, she just continues to walk alongside Regina.

,,You are though. You are, if possible, d-drunker than I am!

,,Drunker?"

,,Shut up."

,,Is that even a word?" Maleficent teases.

,,I think so." Regina scrunches up her nose and ponders for a second. ,,Yeah. It's definitely a word. It's in the v…v.."

,,Vocabulary?" said Maleficent helpful.

,,Yes exactly."

,,Regina?"

,,Uh-huh?" said Regina and tries her best not to trip over her own feet. She can see the lights from her house. Thank god. She won't be able to stand for much longer. Let alone walk.

,,I think I'm drunk," Maleficent confesses in a slight whisper, and Regina bursts out laughing all over again. She actually has to hold on to a street lamp to avoid falling over in her laughing fit.

,,Yeah no shit Maleficent. Tell me something I don't know," she giggles and the blonde sorceress laughs with her. They have to stop for a second to catch their breath all over again.

,,Why, exactly are you walking me home?" she asks and eyes the dragon who's currently running her fingers through her blonde hair.

,,You are drunk."

,,Yeah, so are you. But we've already established that."

,,You could get hurt."

,,And you'll what? Protect me?" Regina teases light heartedly, and Maleficent nods.

,,Yes. I am a dragon after all."

,,Uh, I don't think it would be wise to transform into a dragon while you are drunk. Or to use magic in general for that matter."

,,Clever girl," Maleficent compliments and Regina simply scoffs:

,,I am hardly a girl anymore Mal. That was a long time ago."

,,You're forgetting how old I am dear. Compared to me, you are a girl."

They begin to walk again and the lights from Regina's windows is getting closer and closer.

,,I still don't think you can call me a girl, Mal."

,,Perhaps not. But I'll have you know, you are as beautiful as you were the first time I met you."

Regina sniggers, despite feeling her cheeks heat up. ,,My god, you really are drunk."

Maleficent smiles but doesn't respond, and they walk together in silence. As they turn a corner on the street, Regina is finally able to open the gate and walk the short distance to her mansion.

They've reached Regina porch and is walking up the steps to her front door when it happens. Maleficent stumbles, tries to regain balance, but fails utterly and trips over own feet. Would probably have fallen face first down the steps had it not been for Regina's quick reflexes. She grabs the blonde sorceress' waist and hauls her up, helping her regain balance.

,,Oh shit. Are you alright?" she asks and suppresses the urge to laugh, because my god that really looked funny. The oh-so-regal and haughty Maleficent tripping over her own feet, nearly taken down by a couple of steps. And too much alcohol.

Maleficent nods. There's not a single trace of amusement on her face, and for a second Regina fears that she's actually hurt, but then Maleficent puts her hands on her shoulders, and Regina becomes vaguely aware that her own hands still rests on Maleficents waist. She should move them, shouldn't she? Maleficent is fine now and doesn't need her help.

But before Regina gets the chance to remove her hands or even speak, Maleficent leans forward slightly and presses a kiss to her lips.

Regina's mind is completely clouded with alcohol, and it takes a few seconds before her brain catches up with what's happening. What is happening? Is Maleficent… kissing her? No. don't be ridiculous, of course she's not kissing her. Except she is. Maleficent is most definitely kissing her. Wait, what? How the hell did that happen? No. no no! That's bad, right? Yes. That's definitely bad. She should push the dragon away and ask her what the hell she thinks she's doing, because kissing Maleficent is bad. Except it isn't.

The response comes natural. Regina wraps her arms around Mal's waist, pulls her closer and kiss her back. To hell with common sense.

Maleficent immediately picks up on the change in Regina's mood. Her hands abandon Regina's shoulders and disappear into her recently cut hair instead. She deepens the kiss, her tongue ghosting over Regina's lower lip, and Regina opens her mouth slightly, allowing their tongues to meet.

Regina isn't really sure how long they kiss outside her mansion. Could have been a few hours. Could have been a couple of minutes. She isn't completely sure how to end this either. She sensible (and very small) part of her tells her to push Maleficent away, wish her a good night and go inside. The end.

The not so sensible (and completely and utterly wasted) part of her grabs Maleficent by the collar of her jacket as they both stumble into her mansion. So much for common sense.

How the hell they both manage the stairs without accidents is a mystery to Regina, but they do, and not very surprisingly, they end up in the bedroom.

Well, she's definitely not backing out now that's for sure, she thinks to herself as their clothes slowly starts to pile up on the floor, and common sense is completely abandoned is favor of wandering hands, open mouthed kisses and naked skin. Regina shuts her brain off, closes her eyes and concentrates on Maleficent and only Maleficent. And the wonders said woman is performing between her thighs. Pleasure has never come easier to Regina (heavens know it's been a while) and she writhers beneath Maleficent and moans (well, screams) her name over and over again. The unwelcome thought that this isn't Maleficents first time with a woman works it's way into Regina's clouded mind, and for a second she wonders just what kind of life her old friend lived back in The Enchanted Forest. And then she's coming with a shriek and stops thinking all together for a while.

It's no secret that Regina has absolutely zero idea what the hell she's doing, she just have to follow her instincts. And it works. God, how it works. Maleficent is moaning and panting and writhering under her touch. And my god she's beautiful with her blue eyes sparkling from pleasure and her blonde hair splayed out on the pillow. She reaches up, cups Regina's face tenderly and kisses her in a way Regina would swear she's never been kissed like before.

,,Mm, fast learner little one," she whispers and moans breathlessly when Regina scrapes her teeth over her collarbone.

They soon collapses in each other's arms, gasping for air and too exhausted to talk about what just occurred. Maleficent soon falls asleep, and Regina's last thought before nodding of as well is how damn good she feels. How right it feels. The consequences and the guilty conscience can very well wait until tomorrow.

To hell with common sense.

To Be Continued?