Author's Note: A series of SwanQueen oneshots based on submitted prompts. Updated if/when I get a prompt on tumblr/on here.
Chapter 1: Prompt-'Regina and Emma trapped in a dangerous elevator, SwanQueen.'
The Elevator
The hairs on Emma's arms bristled as the elevator clunked to a standstill. The primary fluorescent lights flicked and dimmed to darkness, Regina immediately jumping back in shock. An emergency light's green glow appeared and calmed them both slightly. As the lights on the control panel blacked out, both women backed up to the wall of the elevator worriedly, fear etched across both their faces. They were well and truly stuck.
"Well, fuck." The saviour frowned. She pressed the assistance button and was met with no response. Not even a light. It was a full power fail.
"Must you use such profanity?" Regina complained, though her tone was desperate too. Admittedly, she had quite a fear of being contained in small spaces. She disliked any lack of control, as the whole town was very familiar with, and truly did panic when she felt powerless. -Like now for instance. The mayor pulled her phone from her pocket and sighed at the lack of bars. "Do you have any phone signal?"
Emma scowled at her own portable device and scowled. "No. You?" The former queen shook her head.
A wave of creaking sounding from above and scared them into moving instinctively closer together. Both jumped in shock as their shoulders physically touched. Regina glanced at her, ready to seek an insult, when the emergency light began to flicker also, scaring her into silence.
"Just stay calm," Emma said softly.
"I am calm!" Regina shouted, quickly realising what a contradiction she'd just made. Emma simply raised an eyebrow and took the mayor's shaky hand into hers. "What on earth are you doing?"
"Comforting you. I know you hate small spaces."
"How could you possibly know that?" Despite her verbal protest, she had yet to remove her hand from Emma's.
"Regina, I've spent the past four years with you. I pick up on these things."
The mayor huffed and looked around at the box they were enclosed in. The walls were shiny metal, now reflecting the green glow and the dead control panel was against the wall to their right.
"I am not claustrophobic."
"It's not the time to play the hero. I know that you are."
Regina rolled her eyes and sighed to herself. When had she started letting her guard down? Exposing her weaknesses to others never ended well. It only gave them the advantage. Realisation struck Regina as she remembered that she didn't have to think like that anymore. This was just Emma, Henry's mom, Emma. She wasn't a threat. As much as she annoys you, you truly are safe around her, Regina reminded herself. She did hate elevators though. She'd been stuck in one to many to be able to truly trust them. Although it had never been this severe before; the lights had never gone out- that worried her. And the clunking certainly didn't help with the nerves.
"Hey, you're shaking," the saviour said with concern. She didn't like seeing Regina weak, it always unsettled her. She wanted to make things better.
"Miss Swan, I would just drop it if I were you."
A screech of metal above them sent a chill down Emma's spine. Was it going to drop? Elevators didn't normally glitch this badly. It made her wonder just how innocent this power failure truly was. The motive was there: she and the mayor were certainly the power hotshots of the town in physical ability. That was enough of a reason for someone to tamper with the electrics, wasn't it? It had been before. She squeezed Regina's hand, knowing that if she were afraid then the mayor must be ten times more so.
Dust fell onto them as a further screech cried from above, metal scratching against metal once again. They listened intently with fear as a clockwork effect sounded out loud above them until there was a final clunk. And then they were falling.
The chilling sensation of plummeting hit their stomachs as the lift dropped by what felt like metres. Both women screamed and grasped onto one another the best they could in the time they had. The descent stopped suddenly and they were temporarily safe once again. Emma exhaled an uncertain breath, as if even her breath were heavy enough to unbalance the lift and send them falling once again.
The saviour felt the quivering arms against her. "It's okay, it's okay," she said breathlessly as she failed to remove her tight grasp from Regina's shoulders. The mayor herself was holding Emma's side and a shoulder of her own.
The former queen's chest was heaving. It wasn't her claustrophobic state that worried her anymore but the prospect of impending death. And that she had to spend her final moments with Emma Swan.
"Do you think it will hold?" The mayor questioned uncertainly.
"I don't know. Are you okay?"
The former queen nodded although her eyes told another story. Emma looked at her for a moment before surprising the co-parent entirely by pulling her into an embrace.
"Wha-what are you doing?" Regina asked with disbelief. She didn't think the two of them had ever, ever hugged before.
"You just looked like you needed it," Emma said with her chin on her shoulder. Regina's tense posture finally softened and she reached her arms up to embrace her too. "I don't like seeing you vulnerable, you know. It freaks me out."
"Sorry to be such an inconvenience."
"No," Emma shook her head, finally pulling away from the hug. "I'm just so used to seeing you with your guard up, it always shocks me when I see you upset." Emma frowned. "I panic a bit."
"So you're panicking now?"
"Yeah," Emma ran her hands through her hair. "Yeah, a little bit."
Regina crossed her arms and stood in the corner, still only a metre or so away from Emma as they were in such a small space. "I'm sure we'll be fine, dear."
"I really care about you, you know."
"No, I don't know," Regina said as she thought about their complicated history and wondered how exactly Emma had come to that conclusion.
"I care about you. I like you, a lot."
"I don't need your false death-confessions. We've never gotten along well. And we're not dying just yet, dear."
"It's not a 'death confession'. Just an observation that I thought I'd share with you." She frowned. "In that moment when we fell, I thought about how I'm actually pretty fond of you, Regina."
"If only I had thought the same." The mayor ever so slightly smirked.
Emma rolled her eyes. "It shocked me too. And I'm not trying to pry an equal confession out of you, though I know you're fond of me too." She smirked. "I just wanted to put it out there."
"What exactly are you 'putting out there'?"
"That we'd make good friends."
Regina scoffed. "Good luck with that, dear." She smiled. "Falling to our deaths is looking a little more appealing…"
"Oh shut up," Emma rolled her eyes again. "You let me hug you."
"And?"
"You don't normally let me even touch you. Something's changed."
"Yes. We nearly died, Swan."
"Don't we always?"
"Stop flirting with me and try to find a way of actually getting us out of here!"
Emma scoffed in shock. "Flirting?" She scoffed again yet headed to the control panel to take another look. A light softly began to flicker behind some of the buttons and she tried to press the assistance button once again, jabbing at it repeatedly once she received no immediate response.
She was shocked to find the button lit up and a voice echoed out into the elevator. A man asked their exact location and what kind of problem they had faced. He seemed shocked to hear that the elevator had fallen, clearly raising them on the maintenance 'to do' list. He assured them a team would be with them within half an hour and both women audibly sighed in relief.
"Thanks," Emma said to him finally, releasing the button.
Regina slid down against the wall and took a seat on the floor. Finally they could get out of this god-damn death trap. Emma followed suit and sat down at the other side, her legs growing tired of standing also.
"You wanna play a game?"
Regina gave her a pointed glare. "Really?"
"Okay, okay… What do you want to do then?"
"Sit. In silence. And wait for them to arrive."
"Why did you say I was flirting with you?"
Regina looked at her for a moment and shrugged. "Because you were, dear."
"You would know if I was flirting with you."
"And yet you continue…"
"I'm really not! Regina, I think your hot, well stunning even-"
She stopped as she was met with raised eyebrows.
"-But I wouldn't try that with you. You're not exactly inclined towards women. "
"What makes you think that?"
"I don't know. I've just never seen you with a woman."
"Have I ever seen you with a woman?"
"Well, no. But-"
"Well, point proven."
Emma nodded. "Yeah. Wait, what point? Are you telling me that you're into women too?"
Regina simply shrugged, smiling devilishly.
The saviour's eyebrows shot up and she felt a heat rise to her chest. She'd been attracted to Regina for longer than she could remember. She was ashamed of how many explicit scenarios she'd managed to invent in her mind. All it took was one raised eyebrow from the mayor or one suggestive looking smile and they were right there, deliciously burning before her eyes.
Regina was surprised by her own revelation also. Yes, she was inclined to women too- but it was a personal detail she had never felt necessary to disclose. She certainly never anticipated she could tease Emma in this sexual manor. She was well aware of the saviour's wavering sexuality, mainly by the fact that the blonde's eyes were constantly glued to her chest. And yes, she may have thought about what such an encounter would be like from time to time…But she did not see it ever happening. Not when they bickered like children on such a frequent basis. Personally, she didn't think the topic would ever actually come up.
Emma narrowed her eyes. "You've thought about it, haven't you?" She suddenly smirked.
"What on earth are you talking about?" Regina asked defensively, having been caught completely off guard.
"What it would be like with you and I."
"Don't be so absurd," Regina scowled and shook her head. Unfortunately neither woman could ignore the blush that had just formed on the brunette's cheeks.
"So you have!"
"This is harassment."
Emma shook her head at her defensive antics. This woman was so transparent. She was busted and she knew it. "You're attracted to me and it pisses you off, doesn't it?"
Regina scowled at her. "Shut up." She wondered what the use was even deflecting anymore. It was pretty obvious that Emma was right all along. Surprisingly, the saviour often was. In fact, why was she fighting this? She did want her. Winning wouldn't be winning the argument, it would be kissing the woman she embarrassedly so frequently thought about. Without a further doubt, the mayor shifted closer to her, watching the sheriff's look of surprise, the green glow illuminating her features.
Emma parted her lips in shock. She never imagined Regina would cave like that. She had to be messing with her. Perhaps she'd lean in, just until Emma wanted it and then pull away? No, maybe she would-
And suddenly Regina's lips were on hers. Emma's thoughts were screaming as she kissed the other woman back. The mayor deepened the kiss, much to Emma's delight, and the saviour felt a deep sense of arousal growing in the pit of her stomach. She pulled away, holding the woman's face with hands she didn't remember putting there, and looked at her. "Oh my god," she muttered.
Surprisingly to the saviour, Regina looked equally as shocked. This actually wasn't a game. Emma pulled her closer and kissed her deeply, noticing as the mayor's hands came around her back, sliding down to her waist and pulling her flush against her body also.
"You actually like me!" Emma stated her victory against her lips in amazement.
"Shh," Regina growled, and kissed her again. If this was defeat then perhaps it wasn't so bad. Teeth scratched against swelling lips as lust overtook their bodies. Instinctively, Emma climbed onto her and straddled her crossed legs, wrapping them around the woman's hips. The combination of Regina holding her gently with the close proximity meant it became a half sexual advance, half cuddle.
Just then the lights flashed on and the doors chimed open, meeting them with Mary Margaret's and the maintenance man's shocked expressions. Even though they'd managed to pull away just in time, their swollen lips, heaving chests, and quite self-explanatory positioning had considerably given their activities away.
Emma simply looked at the mayor and smirked, too happy with what had just happened to be upset by the intrusion. Before Regina could react negatively, the sheriff pulled her against her into a close embrace in their positions. Regina chuckled to herself and actually returned the embrace, a sense of love flowing through her.
Elevator attacks changed people.
Author's Note: If you wish to submit a prompt, you can do so either in the review section or by sending me a personal message. I will be willing to give anything a shot.
