Henry is flipping through a photo album. There are pictures of everyone in his family but he's only paying attention to two specific people. His moms.

"Why haven't I seen this before?" He mumbles to himself under his breath, his eyes scanning each picture carefully, his pointer finger grazing the tops of them and then he stops. It's his 13th birthday photo, only a few months ago. He remembers this day fondly. Everyone was full of joy, except his moms. They were... off somehow, and he sees that in this photo.

The photo is of Henry, about to open presents. Regina and Emma are in the background. He can't make out the picture well, since the focus is on him, but from what it looks like... Emma is wiping a tear and walking away and what looks like Regina, reaching out as if to stop her.

It's the only picture from that day. "It must've been taken by my grandma. Wonder if she knows," Henry says to himself. Just then Regina walks in.

"Henry, what are you doing? You're supposed to be leaving for school!" She says sternly.

"What happened between you and mom?", Henry said, straight to the point.

Regina, looking caught off guard, "W-what are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about the fact that ever since my birthday, 4 months ago, you two never talk."

"That's not true. Just last week Emma called me."

Henry rolled his eyes "Yeah, only to tell you I was coming over because she had an emergency at the station."

"You don't need to concern yourself with us. We are fine. You're going to be late for school." She turned on a heal and was out the door.

Regina places her hand on the wall and pulls out her phone. Scrolls to "Emma" and just looks at it for a second before hitting the 'call' button. The phone rings. Rings. Rings. "What?", that familiar voice answered back.

"We need to talk. About Henry. Can I meet you at the station?"

"Sure. I'm here all day."

"Okay. See you in a sec Emma"

*Click*, Emma hung up.

Regina's heart is racing. She hasn't spoken to Emma face to face since their big blow out. She starts thinking of that day, but just then Henry rushes out of his room, "I know I know! I'm going. Love you!" And he's down the stairs and out the door. Regina goes to her bedroom and looks at herself in the mirror and touches her hair. She wonders if Emma will notice she cut her hair. She looks at her outfit. Black blouse with a black blazer and a black pencil skirt. She remembers Emma looking her up and down and saying, "You should wear more red. You always looks so... sexy in red." Regina pushes the thought from her mind, but still heads to her closet and grabs a red blouse and red pumps to match. Her "Fuck-me-heels," Emma called them once. "Egh!" Regina says out loud, trying to focus on anything other than Emma, as she changes her outfit.

Emma hangs up the phone and sighs leaning back into her chair. She closes her eyes and rubs her temples. "She lead you on. She doesn't truly love you. Get. It. Together.", she says to herself. Just then, she hears the clicking of heels walking down the hallway. "She must've used magic to get here," Emma thinks. She turns around in her chair to see Regina. She can't help but look her up and down. "Bitch," she's thinks to herself as she sees those fuck-me-heels. She stares too long and realizes Regina has already said hello.

"Erm hey", she looks away and turns her chair back to facing her desk. Regina smirks and looks at the floor while she tucks her hair behind one ear. She caught her staring.

"So Henry?", Emma says as she shuffles papers on her desk. "What's up with him?"

"Well...", Regina says, walking around the front of the desk, as she leans against another table facing Emma. "He is continually late for school."

"That's it? Really? He's late?", Emma snaps back.

Regina is taken back. Clearly Emma is still mad about Henry's birthday. "Can... can we just talk?"

"We are."

"Em..."

"Don't call me that."

"Call you what? Your name?" She smirks again.

"You know what I mean Regina."

"Oh come on Em. No more Gina? Wanna be formal now? Okay... Miss Swan, I'm tired of this." She motions with her hand, back and forth, between them.

"Should've thought of that before saying you didn't want anything more to do with me!" Emma looks her in the eye. Only for a moment before she can't stand it anymore and looks away.

"We both know that's not what happened Em!"

"For fucks sake Regina, don't call me that!"

Regina stiffens her body language and crosses her arms. "Em!" She's pauses. "Emma... that's not what happened and you know that. I-I just don't know."

"Exactly. You don't know! And I do. God! Gina I've known for so long."

"So, do I need to apologize? I'm sorry I was blinded by Robin? I'm sorry I thought you were in love with Mr. hanger-hand!? Is that what you want?"

"Of course. It's my fault. My fault, I took love in the only place I thought I could find it. How could I compete with your 'soulmate' Regina?"

Regina starts fiddling with her hands and getting hot. She never does well when confronted about Robin. Did she love him? Was it forced because of what tinker bell told her?

"I am sorry", Regina says.

"No. Regina we're not doing this. Not now. I thought this was about Henry."

"Well he knows something is up. Probably ever since... since..."

"Since you told me you didn't want to tell him. Or anyone for that matter."

"...yeah."

They sit in silence. Regina looks at Emma. Her wavy blonde hair rests perfectly in front of her, stoping at her breasts. Her shirt is low. Regina remembers her mouth kissing over Emma's breasts. The thought makes her hot and she turns and takes her blazer off. Emma looks up to see what's she's doing. Her eyes trace every inch of that body. Her ass. Oh...her ass. Emma thinks back to Regina on top of her. Power hungry. Always. Her hands that slid down her back and rounded over her ass. The thought lingers and Regina catches her staring.

"I miss you.", Regina says softly.

Emma comes out of her train of thought. "Don't. Don't do this to me."

"Do what Em? You know that we are..." She trails off.

"Are what?"

"Are amazing together."

Emma sighs in frustration. "I need more."

"Okay."

Emma looks up. "What?"

Regina walks over to to her desk in a slow and sexy walk. She placed both hands on the table. Her blouse much too low. "I said. Okay."

"Y-you'd talk to our friends. Our family? Henry?"

"Yes." She bites her lip softly. "In baby steps. But yes... I will. If that means I get you back, yes." Regina glances down Emma's shirt.

"Don't." Emma stands and runs her fingers through her hair glancing around the room. This is too steamy. Too much tension. Regina comes around to Emma's side of the table.

"Sit on the desk Miss Swan." A chill runs through Emma's body. That voice. That commanding voice. Her... -Queen- voice.

"Gina. Not here. We should..." Regina grabs her hips and pushes her against the table so she sits on the edge. "Shhh. Just... stop talking.", she orders. Emma obeys.

Regina tucks Emma's hair behind her ear and Emma can't help but lean into it. "Gina", Emma says softly. Regina's hand follows her hair down, between Emma's unzipped jacket, as she traces over her breasts, down to Emma's stomach. Emma arches her back. Wanting more. "So eager.", Regina says in Emma's ear. Emma takes a deep breath. "I don't know how you do this to me, Gina."

Regina grabs Emma's jeans and undoes the belt. Emma helps and then pulls it completely out of the loops and sets in on the table. This sparks Regina's curiosity but she doesn't say a thing. Regina undoes Emma's pants and pulls them down. She pulls back and pats the table.

"Up, Miss Swan." Emma listens. A shiver runs through her body as her ass touches the cold table. Her thong doesn't offer any coverage. Regina takes a seat in the chair then grabs Emma's knees and separates them. She sees that Emma's underwear is already wet.

"Definitely eager." She says to Emma as her hands slide up Emma's thighs. Emma exhales loudly, closely watching Regina. Regina takes the back side of her two fingers and rubs them softly up and down Emma's underwear. Emma lets out another loud exhale as a shiver runs down her spine. With the tip of Regina's fingers she circles around Emma's clit. Emma closes her eyes and leans her head back in pleasure. Regina grabs Emma's thong from the front and pulls it up. It tightens around Emma's lips and cilt and she lets out a moan. She pulls it to the side and starts kissing the inside of Emma's leg. Each kiss getting closer and closer to Emma's throbbing clit. She places a soft delicate kiss right where Emma needs it most and her body stiffens as she moans

"Gina. More. Please." Regina obeys and licks from lips to clit flicking Emma's clit at the end. Emma grabs the side of the table. Her knuckles whiten with her firm grip. Regina smiles as she goes back for more. The sweet taste of her savior is unlike anything else. She plays with Emma's clit with her tongue, before gently taking it between her teeth.

"Oh fuck Gina." Emma says as she places her hand on Regina's head, pulling it to her, wanting more. Regina lets Emma lead her as she brings up her hand and places two fingers inside Emma. Her wetness covers Regina's fingers as Emma moans loudly pulling Regina in harder. Regina becomes extremely aroused and curves her fingers inside Emma and fucks her hard and fast, Regina's tongue still playing with Emma's clit. Emma's pulls on Regina's hair and Regina moans on her clit.

"Ah yes. Mmm fuck. My Queen. Don't stop!", Emma begs. Regina relentlessly sucks on Emma's clit and finger fucks her. She listens to Emma's sounds. She can tell she's close.

"Cum for me my beautiful savior", she whispers on her clit.

"Ahhh fuck!", Emma cries out as she feels her body building. Her pussy tightens around Regina's fingers.

"Yes. Yes! Oh FUCK! Yes Gina!", she cries as she starts to ride Regina's fingers faster. Humping into them as she is sent over the edge. Her body shaking under Regina's touch.

"Mmm.", Regina says on Emma's clit as she starts to relax and breathe heavily. Regina stands and kisses Emma. Their tongues dance together and Emma tastes herself on Regina's mouth.

"I love you.", Regina says. Emma smiles and kisses the side of Regina's lips.

"I love you too." She pauses before grabbing Regina by the hips and twisting her around so Regina is against the table.

"You're wearing your fuck-me-heels."

Regina smirks and says, "Of course I am, dear."

"Let me see you in them with nothing on."

Regina starts undoing her blouse, and drops it to the floor. Her black lacy bra cupping her breasts, always making perfect cleavage. Regina shimmies out of her skirt and it falls to the floor. She steps out of it kicking it to the side. She has her black tights on with, as always, no underwear. Emma makes a motion with her finger telling Regina to turn around. Regina turns around and leans over the desk. She knows Emma loves her ass. Emma's hands run down her back. She undoes Regina's bra and it falls down her arms. Her breasts hanging. Emma's hands continue down and around that perfect ass. She grabs it with force, Regina moans. Emma knows just how she likes it. Rough. Emma pulls Regina's stockings down and just around her ass. Her finger tips tracing around it and she gives it a slap.

Regina moans, "Harder". Caressing where she just slapped, Emma lifts her hand and slaps again.

"Ahh yes!", Regina cries out as she feels herself tighten when Emma slaps her. Emma's fingers slide right between Regina's legs, finding her lips, she eases her middle finger inside Regina. Regina moans under Emma's touch. She reaches deeper inside, completely feeling all of Regina. With the wetness, she pulls her finger out and swirls it around Regina's clit. Regina moans loudly, then bites her lip.

"I've missed this", Emma tells her.

"Mmm", is all Regina can get out.

"You. Being mine. I get to finally exercise some kind of control over you." Emma continues circling Regina's clit, quickening her pace. "You are under my spell. You desire me. You... need me." Emma inserts two fingers inside Regina as she says "need".

Regina cries out, "mmmm fuck Emma. Yes. I need you. Mmm please." She starts to grind herself back onto Emma's hand, desperate for more. Emma pulls out and slaps Regina's ass again.

"Still yourself, My Queen. This is my doing. At my will."

"Ah god please, yes Emma. You have me. Ple-", just then Emma's fingers part Regina's wet lips and she begins to fuck her hard. Emma stands and leans over Regina as she continues. She cups one of Regina's breasts and rolls her tit between her fingers. Regina can barely contain herself. Moaning. Knowing her climax is coming. Emma kisses Regina's shoulder and whispers in her ear, "cum for me. To me.", and Regina does just that. Her orgasm rips through her body as she shakes under Emma's hand.