A/N: Hello my lovelies! I'm so sorry this has taken forever, but I've been very busy in my personal life. Things have been going on that I've had to make my priority. That, and I've been focused on my new Wattpad series, inspired by Once Upon a Time.

It's called "Lips As Red As Blood." My name on Wattpad is Fantasygirl15, and you can find the story on my Wattpad profile. I hope to see some comments on it, I've worked so hard on it!

Anyway, shameless self-promotion aside, here's the first one-shot for this collection!

The idea was suggested by Kamloth

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1

Taking a seat across from Mary Margaret, Regina crossed her legs and placed her hands in front of her. "May I ask why you so desperately wanted to talk to me alone?"

The other woman hesitated. She looked down at the table, blushing. "David and I...we want to try something...kinky."

Regina raised a thin brow, unable to hide the shock in her voice. "Really?"

"We want to try and understand what you and Emma feel."

The brunette frowned, "Kink isn't for everyone, Snow. You have to make sure you're really into it before doing anything."

Mary Margaret nodded, taking the information in. Regina clearly knew what she was doing when it came to kink, so any advice from her was valuable. "Well we've talked about it...and we decided to ask you your opinion on if we're ready."

Regina held up a hand, "Stop. You need to know if you're ready before you ask anyone else about their opinion."

"Okay."

The brunette witch reached forward, holding her hands firmly and looking into her eyes. "Snow, BDSM isn't a one-night thing. It takes time to work up to even a single scene. You need to discuss limits, safewords, and for vanilla beginners like you and David, there's so much you need to talk about. Do not rush into this."

Mary Margaret only nodded again, heeding her words. "Alright."

Regina took a deep breath, calming herself and releasing the other woman's hands. "I'm sorry Snow, it's just...this is a lifestyle choice, not something to be taken lightly."

She smiled softly, "It's okay, you're just making sure I know what I'm getting into."

"I am. It's very difficult for vanillas like you and Prince Farming to really know what you're doing at first."

Mary Margaret nodded, biting her lip. "We just...we want to understand what you and Emma feel."

Regina smiled gently. As much as she made fun of them, she was grateful that the couple were at least trying to be more accepting of her relationship with Emma. "Well we feel...it feels freeing for both of us. For me, I get to let The Evil Queen out. I get to let her run wild without worrying about being accepted."

Mary Margaret instinctively reached forward and touched her shoulder. "Regina, you're accepted."

Ignoring her, the queen continued. "My point is, you and David only need to ask if you want to understand. But if you're really serious about wanting to be involved in BDSM, then you and David have a lot to talk about."

"I can see that."

Regina stood from her chair, grabbing her handbag. "I'm sorry, but I need to head back to work," she sighed, "I'm still filling out papers about Gold's...breach of privacy."

Mary Margaret nodded, the sympathy clear in her eyes. She couldn't imagine how hard it could be for Regina to have to fill out forms involving Gold's crime against her and Emma. "I'm sorry."

Regina shrugged, "It's alright. It's necessary."

Watching the brunette witch leave, Mary Margaret suddenly called her name, "Regina…"

She turned, "Yes?"

Mary Margaret smiled brightly, "Thank you for talking to me."