For the first time after the Savior had rescued the Mayor from the town lynch party, Regina ventured out into town. Just to be seen. She had no fear. She was still the woman who ruled their lives, and she refused to stay hidden away any longer. Regina entered the town diner, sat down at the end of the counter and Ruby Lucas caught her attention immediately.
"Of course, the girl still worked here; her granny owned the place," she thought to herself.
Ruby saw the Queen enter the diner and B-lined straight for the brunette. She stood behind her and pressed herself up against the Mayor's back.
"Just because the curse broke, Your Majesty, does not mean our deal has been. Our contract is binding," the young brunette hissed into the Mayor's ear. Regina's eyes dilated at the prospect of their little arrangement continuing, but then her head cleared as she turned slowly and whispered, "I will not be used as some sort of revenge dear, do I make myself clear?"
"Crystal. I'll only hurt you the way you like my pet," the young woman quietly replied with a devious grin. She circled the counter and slid a key towards the Mayor. "Same time Tuesday?" Regina nodded, dropped her eyes in respect, and accepted the key.
Being the Savior had rocked the Sheriff to the core, the fact that all this fairy tale crap is true knocked her entire world off center. Her parents were Snow White, and Prince Charming and her son's mother was the Evil Queen!? Of course, she was the damn Savior of the whole lot of them! She thought she was taking it all in stride, but despite her outward confident appearance, she was having difficulty. Especially with the Mayor, Regina "Evil Queen" Mills.
From the moment she came to Storybrooke, she had a hate/lust relationship with the Mayor. The lust was instant, and the hate followed shortly thereafter, almost the moment the brunette had opened her beautiful pouty mouth. They had a power struggle, and it was almost as if the Mayor pushed the blonde's buttons intentionally. It was infuriating, and Emma met the challenge head-on. She bitched about it, yes, but deep down her interactions with her son's mother were the highlight of her day.
Their power struggle was just one side of the lust/hate feelings the blonde had for the Mayor. She had often caught the Mayor looking at her body, the woman made no strides to hide this from Emma of course, but then she would open her mouth and hit her with snide and often hurtful comments. It made Emma burn inside. She wanted to put the haughty Mayor in her place.
On more than one occasion. She had gone as far as to imagine turning the woman over her knee, just to show her who was boss. Make her beg. Beg her to stop. Beg her to fuck her. It didn't much matter. These fantasies of taking the upper hand she had frequently; most often while touching herself alone in her bed at night. All the things that infuriated the blonde about the Mayor were consequently the things that turned her on. She was a brat. A spoiled brat that has gone unchecked her entire life. She was insanely beautiful and knew it. She used it to her advantage. She also exuded sex from every pore, from the way she dressed to the way she drawled out "Miss Swan" in that husky voice of hers to how her walk was little more than a prowl. She drove Emma to frustrated insanity, and she was certain the woman did it on purpose. She loved to hate that woman.
When Emma's son, Henry, first started with the whole "Evil Queen" schtick, back before the curse broke, Emma quickly added, bringing the Queen to her knees to her repertoire of fantasies. Once the Savior broke the curse, however, she found out the beautifully infuriating Mayor was indeed that Evil Queen she had fantasized about, well… That was quite a bit to take in.
It had been a few weeks since the curse broke and she needed to get a better grasp on herself, and her new reality. She decided alcohol would help. The weekend came, and she had plans to have drinks with Little Red Riding Hood, who just so happened to be her godmother and pre-curse best friend, Ruby Lucas.
"Things don't have to change," the young brunette said, tipping the bottle of beer back watching her friend with careful consideration.
"How can they not?" Emma asked, seriously looking at the bottom of her tumbler of whiskey. This got a shoulder shrug from her friend. "We are friends Ems. I just know much more about you than I did before."
"Like what?" Emma asked.
"Like how you pine for Her Majesty the Mayor-"
Emma cut her off, "That was when I thought she was just some hot stuck up brat, now everything has changed!"
"Why?" Ruby asked honestly.
"Why? She's my mom's step-mother! My mom's evil stepmother! It is way more complicated than wanting to get that woman down on her…" Emma stopped that thought from finishing as she saw the smirk cross her friend's lips.
"Emma? Do you have a Top kink?" Ruby wickedly asked as Emma blushed.
"We are not talking about this," Emma said with determination. "Oh, I think we are," Ruby said with a chuckle. "You know, I do that, right?"
"Do what?" Emma asked, confused.
"Dominate certain people who have the desire to be submissive." Ruby chugged more of her beer as her friend's eyes grew wide with surprise.
"Who people?" Emma exclaimed.
"Oh I don't dish on my pets, honey, it is entirely unprofessional."
"W-women?" the blonde asked quietly.
"Yeah. And men. The Ruby side of me is mad into it."
Emma swallowed the last of her whiskey and let this new information settle inside of her.
"So you have a Top kink, Emma? Have you ever explored it?"
Emma's blush turned a deep crimson. "I've watched submissive porn, but I've never experienced it no," she admitted quietly.
"You know," Ruby side glanced her friend who was looking at the empty glass as if she were willing it to refill. "If you were interested…"
"I'm not interested in being dominated by my best friend, Rubes."
"No, of course not! I mean, if you wanted to learn how to… Top…" Ruby licked her red lips and studied the blonde before she continued. "I could mentor you."
Emma's mouth pulled down into a frown as she weighed the idea within herself.
"It could be fun. I have the perfect little slut in mind."
Emma swallowed against her drying throat at the prospect, a heat settled low in her abdomen, and before she even knew she was agreeing, her head nodded yes to the brunette's offer.
"Fantastic! You won't regret this Em, I promise! Another round?" Ruby asked excitedly, and Emma replied, "Oh hell yeah!" and lifted her arm to get the attention of the waitress.